Submissions by Enipheni
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
SPIRITUAL POEM
Published
27th Apr 2015 10:45am
27th Apr 2015 10:45am
LIFE
Enjoy life when you can,
Because it takes a blink of the eye,
for life to turn cruel !
You will struggle to build,
life will smile to destroy it !
you will make plans,
Life will let you down !
What is Life ?
A program made by God ?
Why pray to the same,
For your mischief ?
If He created you, then
He placed success and failure before you.
Then let Him handle your life as He wishes.
I know there is a course of all things and,
Life is a loop that isn’t complete...
Because it takes a blink of the eye,
for life to turn cruel !
You will struggle to build,
life will smile to destroy it !
you will make plans,
Life will let you down !
What is Life ?
A program made by God ?
Why pray to the same,
For your mischief ?
If He created you, then
He placed success and failure before you.
Then let Him handle your life as He wishes.
I know there is a course of all things and,
Life is a loop that isn’t complete...
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LOVE POEM
Published
21st Apr 2015 1:51pm
21st Apr 2015 1:51pm
You and I
You and i; tangled in this life of love.
Who would know; we will be so into ourselves.
That i smile, knowing you have never left my heart.
Enslaved in freedom !
The bangle on this wrist !
In chains of love !
I can not wait to see the priest.
You and i; in this ocean of smokes.
Who will know; we do it all, together.
That it is sweat, knowing it tastes like my mother's teat.
Addicted to you !
The cigarette on this lip.
A kiss to every butt.
I can not wait to have you...
Who would know; we will be so into ourselves.
That i smile, knowing you have never left my heart.
Enslaved in freedom !
The bangle on this wrist !
In chains of love !
I can not wait to see the priest.
You and i; in this ocean of smokes.
Who will know; we do it all, together.
That it is sweat, knowing it tastes like my mother's teat.
Addicted to you !
The cigarette on this lip.
A kiss to every butt.
I can not wait to have you...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
15th Apr 2015 2:13pm
15th Apr 2015 2:13pm
WIND OF CHANGE
It is a story of captivity
Over and over again.
White skins, then themselves.
Always has been the same activity.
Been so long but they people see brevity.
Who is the master? Who is the slave?
We all are in the command of gravity.
Ruled by tyranny, by men who old guns and a lot of armors.
Their love for power, so Amour.
After so much suffering and pain.
Comes the wind of change.
Should we be happy or cry?
Because no man knows the future.
A country now ruled by men of regular attire.
Shortly my people sang “we don tire”.
These...
Over and over again.
White skins, then themselves.
Always has been the same activity.
Been so long but they people see brevity.
Who is the master? Who is the slave?
We all are in the command of gravity.
Ruled by tyranny, by men who old guns and a lot of armors.
Their love for power, so Amour.
After so much suffering and pain.
Comes the wind of change.
Should we be happy or cry?
Because no man knows the future.
A country now ruled by men of regular attire.
Shortly my people sang “we don tire”.
These...
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DRUGS POEM
Published
4th Apr 2015 9:44am
4th Apr 2015 9:44am
BEST PART OF NOT NORMAL
A cool evening, no dust cos the earth is wet.
Spending time with a long friend,LOL.
Will fall in love even if we just met.
Talking about life’s deep issues.
What is life?
Are we just here to keep walking?
Like Johnny walker.
Ha! Ha! Ha!
It is a black label, Johnny walker.
Normal people indoors while we walk around and talk.
Man wasn’t made to be indoors, he said.
Every time in a box, I said.
Awesome, we not normal.
I took out the bride and wrapped her in a white gown.
A little light and she burned for this union.
The self...
Spending time with a long friend,LOL.
Will fall in love even if we just met.
Talking about life’s deep issues.
What is life?
Are we just here to keep walking?
Like Johnny walker.
Ha! Ha! Ha!
It is a black label, Johnny walker.
Normal people indoors while we walk around and talk.
Man wasn’t made to be indoors, he said.
Every time in a box, I said.
Awesome, we not normal.
I took out the bride and wrapped her in a white gown.
A little light and she burned for this union.
The self...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
1st Apr 2015 10:20am
1st Apr 2015 10:20am
A COUNTRY AGAINST ITSELF
A country against itself.
A fucking country.
Our Country !
Together we’ve persevered.
Together we’ve cleared the hurdles of time.
A country.
A country of three country’s.
In a chase to dominate,
with ambition to accentuate.
The prejudice of eras past.
A country!
A race against the sands of time.
How long will the illusion hold?
A reversal to states ideal.
Time alone can tell the truth,
with “balls” to fuel the jet of change.
...
A fucking country.
Our Country !
Together we’ve persevered.
Together we’ve cleared the hurdles of time.
A country.
A country of three country’s.
In a chase to dominate,
with ambition to accentuate.
The prejudice of eras past.
A country!
A race against the sands of time.
How long will the illusion hold?
A reversal to states ideal.
Time alone can tell the truth,
with “balls” to fuel the jet of change.
...
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LOVE POEM
Published
29th Mar 2015 9:33am
29th Mar 2015 9:33am
My Love As Friendship
After all what is love?
If love is something built up,
It can become great.
It too often breaks up !
And
If love is a marriage,
Well, plans are laid out for a great future.
That too, those break up !
And
If love is the break of dawn.
Soft, shinning, beautiful and bright.
Night comes sooner than expected!
And
If love is like true friendship.
More encouragement, less criticism, is uplifting instead of belittling.
Giving rather than demanding,
All this,
With the ability to sooth with few words
And
If my love brings...
If love is something built up,
It can become great.
It too often breaks up !
And
If love is a marriage,
Well, plans are laid out for a great future.
That too, those break up !
And
If love is the break of dawn.
Soft, shinning, beautiful and bright.
Night comes sooner than expected!
And
If love is like true friendship.
More encouragement, less criticism, is uplifting instead of belittling.
Giving rather than demanding,
All this,
With the ability to sooth with few words
And
If my love brings...
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LOVE POEM
Published
19th Mar 2015 1:17pm
19th Mar 2015 1:17pm
LONELY HEART
Oh! Heart!
Why do you choose to stay in a dark room?
Why do you have to stay in this heavy storm?
Oh!
Why do you feel so empty?
Oh! Heart!
A break befalls you,
Still you dream of a healing.
Loneliness sleeps and sickens you,
Still you embrace a lover’s feeling
Oh! Heart!
Are you not pleased with me?
That I say this.
Are you not bored of me?
That you should bit faster.
Oh! My Heart!
It is time,
Time you find another heart to yours.
It is Love,
Love that is ours.
It is our burden,
Burden that she...
Why do you choose to stay in a dark room?
Why do you have to stay in this heavy storm?
Oh!
Why do you feel so empty?
Oh! Heart!
A break befalls you,
Still you dream of a healing.
Loneliness sleeps and sickens you,
Still you embrace a lover’s feeling
Oh! Heart!
Are you not pleased with me?
That I say this.
Are you not bored of me?
That you should bit faster.
Oh! My Heart!
It is time,
Time you find another heart to yours.
It is Love,
Love that is ours.
It is our burden,
Burden that she...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
14th Mar 2015 5:27am
14th Mar 2015 5:27am
Vapour Of The Deep
The big part of the cake,
lies on the prophetic table.
Pass me the crystal ball,
let me see what lies in the future.
Spiritual sight as a gift.
I will tell you more than metal birds in the towers!
The ring to rule all,
bounded in the white blood.
The sword of retribution lies so near,
but far in the sights of men.
Made with gold and silver,
soaked in all deadly poisons.
The small part of the cake,
lies in the mind of man.
pass me divine love,
let me see what lies in their hearts.
Knowledge, riches and power as...
lies on the prophetic table.
Pass me the crystal ball,
let me see what lies in the future.
Spiritual sight as a gift.
I will tell you more than metal birds in the towers!
The ring to rule all,
bounded in the white blood.
The sword of retribution lies so near,
but far in the sights of men.
Made with gold and silver,
soaked in all deadly poisons.
The small part of the cake,
lies in the mind of man.
pass me divine love,
let me see what lies in their hearts.
Knowledge, riches and power as...
743 reads
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