Wander

Wander 

What can i write whiles empty 

And my thoughts lingering without it brain 

Whiles it sits idle on a cemetery tomb 

With no fear in chat with a phantom 

For this journey is a wander

Either to the cold side of north pole or in the hot sun of Dakar 

Lost but found with unrealistic dreams 

Whiles the kids around the neighbourhood laugh about missing my keys 

And the way back still undetermined 

Hoping for the right dreams to give me a kiss 

When? Soon I will walk back accompanied with a dream.

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DARE TO QUESTION LOVE

DARE TO QUESTION LOVE 

When love goes wrong whose fault does it become?

I guess it doesn’t matter cause the fact is it’s gone.

I asked love for answers but it gave me none.

I begged for it closure but it gave me none.

Isn’t love meant to last forever?

When it doesn’t and your love keeps saying never.

It leaves you hopeless, it leaves you blue, roaming the world without a clue

How sweet would it have been if love was good to me.

Like a thief in the night it stole my dreams.

Confusion set in, it feels like your world is shattered.

The pain is killing because love left you without answers.

You search your soul and all you see is an empty hole.

How could it leave without telling you what you did not know .

What you did and did not do.

Leaving you spent without a clue and making you feel like a complete fool.

The silence is demeaning, wasn’t it meant to be?

You make excuses, my love must surely come back to me. 

Vision of perfection gives hope for a new day. It could be a mistake, my love was here to stay.

By kay-c vanille

LONELINESS

Loneliness
We have been the best of friends
Holding hands with smiles
And our thoughts boggling around our hearts,
Where will this journey wave us at end?
If not into the gory bosom of death then where could it lie?
You have left me alone in the dark cuddling my broken thoughts
 The journey You set on has been long to reach
And pictures of you in mind has been covered with cobwebs
Old and dusty, very disturbing to clean
 Whiles the windows are weak to hold this waving thoughts of you left to destroy
The history of you I have written in a book
To reach and hold your smiles when I'm lonely

IN OUR THOUGHTS

In our thoughts
It been written if not in the archives
Down in the memories of our hearts
Beautiful in paintings like the Ablade Glover's,
And the histories behind it everyone can testify,
If not the weight you carried or the stress you defied,
This love we can not deny,
If you taught as care, then the passion we have learnt,
Till I write in disguise to express your love.
Mother! Mother!! Mother!!
These are the milk from your breast,
Shouting your love,
The echoes of this we hear today,
The sound of it we have embrace today
Happy Mother's Day, Happy Mother's Day.
The Church bells tolls
In the chest of a woman it been found.
@jcsonjenuis

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The Beauty Of A Black Woman

The beauty of a black woman

The beauty of her woolen hair
And the thick lips of smiles she shares,
A warm embracing of a dimple she bare,
Smeared with Shea butter in beauty,
shiny and oily it tells a reflection story,
A dark tone of a skin
The beauty of mama Africa,
Found in the chest of a black woman.

Her strength found within her chest,
And her pride you have envied,
From the little dreams she had in many
And the future walls she is building,
Now the laughs from her penny
You have mocked
After striving from slavery,
Still her happiness is drawn in her beauty,
That is the beauty of a black woman.

She took a stroll
And Her joy, you explain on her walk,
And the bounce from her behind you wished
Whiles her curves you fancy with your dirty thought,
you knew this? but her empowerment you fought,
Now you witness her reign on the coastal forts,
As her flag blows strength
Raising dreams of the fallen ones.
That is the beauty of a black woman.

@jcsonjenuis
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In The Middle Of Nowhere

In the middle of nowhere

Our thoughts are lame as we drink our future in wine
Whiles we walk on our dreams blindfolded,
Straight down the gutters like swine
And leaving our fats of worries unsolved,
Whiles we cursed the gods on our unfading troubles,
And the words of accusations we laid through libation,
Come let us pray till our griefs are read,
And the little answer we awaits on our story,
As our labor fruits waves bye to our baskets.

Hey it a new year eve,
And our dreams are unfolding
For all pictures painted in our thoughts drawn into reality,
Hey there the future lies in our hands,
Till we dig out the cassavas of joy
And harvest great smiles of our toils,
The gods promises were due but this is from the supreme,
The drumming sounds from various corners
Lightening our smiles on native faces,
In the middle of nowhere

@jcsonjenuis

Pretty Old Smiles

Pretty Old Smiles
There is a time when loneliness meets you
And share with your thought all the past
And the little pretty smiles you had
From the beauties of friends you admire,
Gone but not lost we kept holding on to
Treasures we don't believe they are lost,
For even if sold, we cant dream of new but all is to regain,
A pretty old smile which has been gone for a while,
If not sorrow, it is a smile,
But we choose smiles to overcome a bile on our lips,
changing our smiles from unwholesome worries
Whiles the rain wash away tears and fears
As we reminisce the little fun we shared,
Come, let hold hands and welcome the pretty smiles we shared,
Like the little morning sunflower,
Oh pretty old smiles.

Jcsonjenuis

Prodigal Son

Prodigal son

Oh ye my soul saved from the dung
And worldly emptied song I sung,
My salvation story I have began,
There, when I lost my soul to the filthy swine
Dirtying my body right down to my soul
Then little did I know,
I'm loosing an eternal package in folds,
My life, my time I was told
If it worth the pleasures extract from the earth.

Oh hey I have been a fool,
Whiles I ate like the glutton toad
Eating the earthly ants until I burst my soul,
Dead I lived in the slams of my inequities
Now I seek to walk out bold,
A new baby I have been born
Seeking a milk of salvation,
Whiles I dream a meat of eternal life.

Hey I have seen the son
And now I have been gifted with a life,
Before I was struggling with darkness
A battle I have conquered with light,
In Him is life and the word I have dived in
Now I pray to all, it a new beginning.

@jcsonjenuis

DON'T LET ME FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU

Don't let me fall in love with you.

When my thought keeps seeing you,
Dancing on my brains on early morning,
Whiles swimming myself into an unrealistic fountain
And finding your beautiful face on the flowering,
Whiles dreaming your touch in hiding,
And faking a joy with me and you,
But I know you
don't let me fall in love with you.

A time to keep thinking
A time to stop thinking,
When it fades into the skies forever,
As all hopes will be lost
And the teaser I heard in head all lost forever,
Where faith is crumbled in a paper and thrown down the stream,
Just to wake up from a dream,
Then, Don't let me fall in love with you.

Wake me up from slumber
And stop me from walking on the river,
I have dreamt of reaching the banks
To hug you with all the smiles soaked in tanks,
But I have seen you turning back
Walking towards home paths,
Whiles my stretched hands lingers in air
Just for a help of touch,
For I knew the pledges will fade
Whiles I know it also a dream,
But don't let me fall in love with you.

@jcsonjenuis
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A Letter To Daddy

A Letter to Daddy

The contractors said the pillars were strong
From that seed we stood tall,
Away from the preys we live on,
In the hands of the security guard he gave all,
And the little frown taken wrong
From us, a respect is on call,
Till that roar plays us along,
Unto the truth path we have install
A joy, respect and future we're walking on,
A light shining upon us like apostle Paul,
Till we fulfil the dream you bought
Just for us, as love thrown,
On a wall built for our guidance and teachings at shore
We welcome on this day.

Happy Father's Day
@jcsonjenuis
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A beautiful lineage

A beautiful lineage

The greenish leaves on the old standing tree
Sprinkling of it seeds upon the street,
And the colorful petals on dreams
Preaching salvation to the hungry bees,
Free free on spree we have been called,
Yelling out of her tendering left breast,
Whiles emotions took her thoughts thirst
Quenching her dreams into our reality,
Amidst the long awaiting sermons,
And words spoken at the tunnel echoing over the years,
With her tender voice calming our tears,
Unfolding the goodies of her sweats
Down on our smiling future,
Till her memories take a walk down the cemetery doorway,
We will wave a memory with joy.
@jcsonjenuis