PROMISE WRITES OUTLET

A touch of sin alas  Destruction and Death. Disaster falls like stars, Grave glitters like platter of gold. Valor soldiers fall on swords. Valley turns to burning desert, River of living waters Turns to bloods of valor soldiers. Kings wear rags like church rats, Royal progenies feeds on crumbles That fell in the plates of beggars, Royal crowns are made from thorn. A touch of sin clings  To the hem of garment, Shame and reproach are seen  On sinners; Death day is the blooming fruit thereof. Moon shines thick darkness, Stars fall on earth like rotten fruits, And the sun turn red spitting fire like dragon Yet no man let go off sin that clings to their garment. Atrocities filled the Earth like  water filled the sky and oceans,  People bath in the mud of sin And stand firm in wickedness they had known.     

It is a crime building strong trust in putrescible souls, I wonder how Rivers of blood bring peace? Only the lionhearted souls can trade their trust  And gain whatever is putrescible souls gave 'em. Weather truth or false, the feet of those who dig grave are waiting at the doorstep, To carry the next specious host into the six feet room. I had learned my lesson, When I told my mom, I'm going to dwell  By the seashore, I want to forever gaze at the beauty of nature. At the sight of the furious ocean, my imagination was far from the reality. That's when I knew that life  Out of my Source's four walls, filled with Savage, heartless and ignorance. The wolves are walking to and fro like devil, Waiting for the next prey to devoured.     

Sorrow pierced my heart like fiery edged sword, Like a crying cloud, tears flooded my fine cheek, Water dropping into my marrow echoes loudly, And the world stood still with amazement, watching my pathetic mood. I had run ahead my shadow, Thinking I have cheated the worst, Yet I met my nemesis ahead me, Clinging to the hem of my stained garment Even now, he consoles my distress soul. The world is too small to run ahead my shadow, My bittered heart criticized my timid soul. My soul couldn't help but to confessed, "Had I known, I wouldn't have embarked on the journey. Had I known, I wouldn't have raced with devil's advocate. Here am I paying miserable coins to my psyche."     

Your are perfect replica of the queen I read about, Humble and beautiful, passionate and loving, Her beauty never go into her skull neither her post ever mock others, I haven't seen her but I can feel her beauty to be the sight of nature. In her royal attire, she is graciously beautiful😍, I found her in land of black, Guess her name? Esther 😍,  In my primary school days 🙈, She was my hmm... okay.... lemme shame devil 🤨 She was our Head girl 😂, can you relate my the former queen to her 😎. Odunayos are just beautiful, but they are blessed with perfect behavior 😍 expect the male one on my list 😒, he almost killed me in jss 2 😔. But thank God, I'm alive to wish beautiful queens born three days after the King was born 😁😁😁, Queen Esther, may you grow in opulence of God's grace.

Unique queen in land of beauty, Blessed with perfect acts of humanity, Wonder why I fell in love with you before  You were formed from the womb? Perhaps, your beauty shines like glory of the sun - In Mamas stomach or your magic caught me in the 😔weakest hour. I could recall, I cheated many because of you, Atanda said it to my face🤦‍♂️, "Ema na mi nitori Deborah" Maybe I'm scared of you or love has blindfolded me from the truth. Your voice echoes loudly like a temple bell, Whenever I recall our communication, Your laps, though tiny but they serve as a place of rest you heal my headache. I might be far from you, But I can never let smiles run out of your lips. The bond we share forever w'll grow like A tree planted at the still water. Grow to fulfill God's purpose for your life my darling 😍.

The beloved star of “The Wizard of Oz", Judy Garland, reportedly became addicted to pills and alcohol to deal with her sudden rise to fame and intense shooting schedules. For most of her adult life, she continued to struggle with a drug problem until she tragically died of an overdose to barbiturates. Similarly, some people engaged themselves in hard drugs into order to cure specific reasons best known to them, which tend to cause greater damage to their health. The reasons they used the drug is lesser than the damages the drugs will give to them. An intense research has shown that Youths are addicted to hard drug because they want to eliminate boredom, one of the most common reasons that youths begin experimenting with drugs and alcohol is that they are simply bored and have no deeper interests. They see drugs and alcohol as a pastime to be explored. It is also marked out that low self-esteem can lead to self-destructive behavior. The media, bullies, and often family ...

Out of the world Waving round A spot like a vertiginous bird. Tedium tossed  me like a dice in the hands of ubermensch players. When water wave  arose like a Goliath, I stilled like a still river. No witticism to indite  smile on my face, Yet, I roamed like mendicant. I became the dumbest, quaker, Blind and living in darkness, The world round me is dead, Where are my soulmates? Out of the world are they! Or am I a walking dead? Yet to moved out of the world!     

It is not hidden that I love you, Even before you were formed in the womb, My love for you shines like stars; countless they are. It is not dark to me that cowards Tried to emasculate me that they may find An easy path to your heart, But I have stood like lion Keeping eye at the entrance of its den. For the beauty that lit the blues, And the smiles that drives anxiety Into wilderness like a cursed wind. Because of the pleasure of your lips That flows forth like living spring I wrote my vow with the blood that  flows in veins. I have come to stand by you Not moving an inch; your watchman am I. When your womb asked me, Why I've come thus far? I will tell her, "For the love of your daughter". Sleep like a baby, and dream like Queen, I will fulfill them. Your smiles will never run out, For I will fuel it like a lamp in sacred temple. In scorching heat of the sun, I will grow like a shady tree  Providing you cool shade over your crown. In the cold, I will burn lik...

Father told me, "find a mother." Wonder what my mother would say? When every damsels say nay! Hunting for beauty and utopian lady. I'm walking in wilderness filled With Jezebels and Delilah; beauty for doom. Who will I take home? Would I stand floating like willow planted in river? Or depressed cadaver walking at graveline? I found a ravishing damsel, Shining like crystal diamond. Her beauty glitters like burning gold Made out of lurid volcano. Love has blindfolded me Like dumbwine,  With demon-ridden heart, I write to her castle, Even when she is not nigh me. Had I know, burning gold hurt, I wouldn't have cherished it, Her temple temperament is  As hellish as devil's hade. When ire appear in her face Like the rising of the sun from the east, Fire dizzles like rain and make me fizzle, Sometimes Brimstones sprout from Her soft lips like volcano.  The clock has ticked, Decision time has went to grave. "Yes, I do" had been said, I'm left to wait till ph...

The colonial era was filled with different noble and honourable individuals who championed causes that redefine humanity. Among those individuals was Queen Amina of Zaria. Her historic life, predicated on her leadership qualities, were testimonials that there were times in the past when men did not feel threatened because women held positions of power. Her bravery and guts also proved that women deserved to lead because of age, kinship or merit. Women could even oust men who were not performing their duties effectively.  In the 21st century, another woman arrived to fill the void of great women who have graced our world. That woman is no one else other than Dr. Nusirat Elelu, one of those precious seeds planted in Africa to help human beings especially the plebs in the society. As a selfless individual, Dr. Nusirat Elelu works with a sincere heart and has a specific target to achieve with all her actions. Being a woman doesn't stop her from doing what is beyond the capa...

When you have a pen, you have everything, all power to create unimaginable inspiration, change and power in the world but in 21st century, it seems people have neglected the wise quote that goes thus "Pen is mightier than sword", this implies the power of your ink which can kill and save, demolish and repair.  Here is a short story of a young boy who believes the power of a flowing ink, he is keen to the truthful pen, though he came from a black pot but he never seized to believe the power that flows on blank paper. Obanla Ridwan Olawale hail from Owode Yewa, Egbado South Local Government, Ogun state. He obtained his Ordinary National Diploma in Kwara State Polytechnic, Ilorin, Kwara state. He is an outspoken, talented and intelligent boy. He is a motivational speaker, Lyricist, poet and a creative writer. During his years in Kwara State Polytechnic, He is the ringleader that orchestrated and produce the Mass Communication Departmental anthem which was approved ...

  Let the heavenly bodies rise and sing happy birthday to this queen 🎂 Elegant damsel👸among others Unique in her 👩barony Yellow Yoruba demon Her beauty is a light in the darkness Her words are perfectly baked Logical in thinking🕵‍♀️ Innocent like a fiery dove Oluwayemisi, Omo da o tun lewa Omobirin ti gbogbo okurin ku le lori Eni bani ohun o ri, oju oni to un ti fo nu Iron lady with undisputed determination Damsel with charming smile Which drives guys to thousands miles Today is your day, the stars 🌟🌠sing a beautiful song And the sun 🌞and moon 🌑played a beautiful instrument Today, God blessed Your family with a wonderful damsel Oluwakemi, tho' I knew I'm bad, but you have done much in me If all date elapsed from my brain; this ate will never go  Because, it is a day a chum like you is given to your family and me...... Hmm Words are not enough to describe you 💕💕❤ May this day brings unending joy and peace May the countenance of God s...

All hail doomy December! Visiting us with tragedy and horrific gifts, Changing our atmosphere to hatred and bloodsphere, When our expectation is harmattan, Is this the end of all ages? All hail demonic December! Dinning at our Lord's party He came with devil's fork Picking meaty worms that sat At the Lord's party; No one to say nay! When he's choked, he drank wine Flowing from the veins of weaker worm. He threw brave and weak out  like efficacious ocean. All hail direful December! Coming out from screen To show reality of our imagination. Feeding on our vital part, Relation are parted like red sea. Shall we jubilate bloody December? All hail hellish December! We sent our children to gain From White men's knowledge. Druggist hit 'em like a motherless chicks. We took our ordeal  To poor man's friend, He told us druggist boss Is cousin of our law maker...  Our case is buried underworld. All hail perfect end of Year! Where all things are done for va...

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The real definition of sucesss is a fountain that helps others to live happily and established them without depending on others to survive but also breed others to rise.   Success is also defined with the number of people that gained and actualized the distinctive goals through an individual's lovesome advice, support and love. This is quote that defines the lifestyle of Dr. Mrs H.N. Adam, who have been a role and a mother to youth most especially, students of Kwara state polytechnic in which they can never forget her impact in the development of school and their individual's goal. Dr. Mrs, H.N. Adam derived joy helping the the youth and student. She is one of the iron women in the school that student can run to when they are in trouble, her office door is opened to receive them in. She is delighted to to help them out of trouble the might have been trapped into.  According to  Adeyeye Joshua, he said "Dr Mr Adam is a mother to many generations, she has...

I'm depressive  To see light That is meant To shine after  Our insomniac night Walking nakedness On the street of tragic. What happened to their soul? In the name of civilization And name of "I want more strength", they traded their soul to coffin nail et adherents, Who gave them the power to acted like a fool, The strength to turn their heart into animal, Yes! they were given strength. But their heads fall into grave without gray hair, At 35, they look aged and frail Like a rotten harvest, they become modern Sango Olukoso ayarana, Who popped smoke and fire into air. Being the source of their strength, They are married to them, And they are their goddess That accept their thanksgiving At the first dew of the day. Their source of inspiration, inspired 'em to locked their hair And walk with coffin nail in mouth, Crazy wears and on they go. Feeling high and powerful. When they are high and strong, They become fearless like jungle king, Only burial mat makes t...

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Whose fault is it? I'm born black, Among black minded beings, Whose delight dwells in dark hour of day. When I was journeying to earth, The white winged being told me— I'm lucky to be an envoy sent to earth At this period of tribulation. Where things has fallen apart like a dilapidated ancient pyramid, Where there is no easy walk to freedom, All things on earth are not as free as oxygen. On the day I was born, My expectations are like  a castle built on air, I was born in a fordable home, Where breakfast serves as three square meal. Years after I was born,  Tragic befall our miserable home. The gods must be brainsick, Why am I born in a poor house  And my parents left me to live in heaven? I was left to wear rags, Sew new by my mom, On my fifth birthday, And I matched it with  A pair of oversized browny lustrous shoe — Which is my sire's favorite. I feed on remnant that is  Left at bus station, I'm six years old now, My aim in life is to  surviv...

I'm breathless      And bloodless—  I quested my spirit, but,     How stupid am I to sought What killed me?

Emissary of Darkness am I, Born in a religious home, Blood of devil runs in my veins; No one loved two master at a time. Born and breed in Christian home,  Never was I shown to the Lord of all, I'm inspired to walk in this dreadful way By a deary friend who is breed by beelzebub. I preach, I sing and work in church, But It seems like I'm in cage like a  Bird held by a dandy fowler, My blood smells like devil's advocate; Yet to unleashed my purpose on earth. My faith in beelzebub increased like Anointing from throne of swarthiness. I spread the necromancy gospel to truehearted men, Who opened the door of their heart for sex. Through my rear, many accepted Lucifer as lord; They come to church to book appointment with me, Under my song ministration, men's member Rised to praise the living Creator. And my wish is to sing at their inner room  with their natural microphone. I cover my head like a Jewish woman Who understood the message of God.  Through the inve...

Basic Japanese words: 1.Ohayou = Good morning 2. Konnichiwa = Hello/Good afternoon 3. Hajimemashite = Nice to meet you 4. Genki desu = I am fine 6. Anata wa? = And you? 7. Arigatou gozaimasu = Thank you 8. Doitashimashite = Welcome 9. Konbanwa = Good evening 10. Namae wa nan desu Ka? = What is your name 11. Watashi no namae wa ___ desu = My name is ___. 12. Doko Kara kimashita ka? = Where are you from? 13. Watashi wa ___ Kara kimashita. = I am from ___. 14. Sou desu ka? = Is that so?/Really?/I see. 15. Wakarimashita = I understand 16. Wakarimasen = I don't understand 17. Hai = Yes 18. lie = No 19. Chigao? = am I wrong? 20. Oishi = Delicious 21. Oniichan = Older brother 22. Oneechan = Older sister 23. Okaeri = Welcome back. 24. Owatta = it's over 25. Dou iu koto?= What does it mean? 26. Gomen nasai = Sorry 27. Onegaishimasu = Please 28. Matane = See you 29. Oyasuminasai = Good night 30. Itashimashite = you are welcome 31. Tabemasu = I'm eating 32. Kakimasu = I'm writing

I know a virtuous lady, Working with black hair To build a brighter future, Even when there's no arm to lean She fear no harm coming. I know a logical lady, She vitiate mind of  Fools and immoral ones, Her thought is baked under  The throne of the universe's king. I know a poetess, Born into this world with flawless word,  With word, she sent loneliness To underworld. I know a beauty, Envy by the sun, because she is Beautiful  And glittering  Like a burning gold, She shines more than the sunlight.

I partook in character assassination, Which i clamoured and preached to my disciples to run from, Now it boomeranged, I'm stab with bitterness.

we choose negativity against positivity We choose lies against the truth We choose unlawful against lawful We choose fornications against abstention We choose being fake against real We choose abusing ourselves with drugs and smoke Which leads to lust for most being Oh! what a vanity-filled life we Live in. Nakedness keep storming the street in broad daylight While faking of lifestyle keeps spreading on social platform every seconds And peer groups never influence positively again people keep getting addicted to unpleasant attitude Oh! What an unfaithful life we are living. Murderers never got the feelings of being in what they kill. Government continue flooding the national cake in there tommy while they load bags of lies for there citizen Preachers who are meant to preach the words of the Lord pours out evil and the youth choose premarital sex as there desire Oh! What a weird life. No one respect words of the Lord We rather turn it to justify our own retard behavior We h...

* My dear mother Land! Here forefathers lives  The nature of antiquity with precious gem Full of perfect norms And numerous natural resources. Oh! Beloved Mother!  Look down on your Land Recent era lives on it unimpressively They have cast away our antiques and artifacts for the foreigners Primal youths can't speak mother's tongue They therefore neglected our norms and values for the aliens And the mode of living is so aggressive. The native soil has been flooded away by there mirage vow We've omit our talking Drum, but choose to move with the rhythmic sound of there Piano We've neglected our embroidery Agbada, but choose clothing on Coats And our nature are indeed beautiful. We continue living on their mendacity Which keep toxicating our diurnally We have no esteem for what we have The ancients need to be born back And guide us on the ethics of the Land. *~Media Context✍️✍️*

Nights after our nightlife, I couldn't figure if I'm lost in nightmare Or reality is knocking me hard Because life seems abnormal without you. Seconds ticks like a decennium, Heart beats like a talking drum, It's Beating and sounding endearing tune  Of your pleasant name. Days and nights in wilderness, Sandy Storm form your scenic shadow. Like a bolt out of blues, I shouted your name From my terrified dream. The panic-stricken clog is clear Your love is all I see in the blue sky, Reminding of your pulchritudinous smile When situation turns sore. I'm miles away from you, Merely a moment my love Ever shifted a mile from you, Till we become toothless, Our love is evergreen.

A touch of her tender hand, Alas your emotional prick, Only if you know the truth; Death lurks around woman's rear.

The journey in front of me is very small Beside what I have put behind. Through high and sloppy valley, I have learnt to walk with storms and adversity . Why should I worry about sleep? My eyes have seen evil and have spent  Time sleeping like koalas, My eyes have never escaped night's thaumaturgy; You tell me to take a rest. In my morning, my skin is weather's friend Charming and cute was I to every man, In my noon, my story was similar to Ajayi's panegyric, Now see my evening, my skin is frailty, No lady check on me. I run as fast as cheetah, My vision as clear as eagle's, Even my strength is immeasurable, Old age took all and gave me white hair. Whenever I sit for any length of time, I have to practice again to walk like a baby. When my strength is vast,  I cultivated my garden for healthy fruit. My Mistress begs for my quick seminal fluid, Even concubines plead for my full service, But Thanks to gray hair I preformed like five seconds artiste. Now that m...

It heavy this morning, But no wood in the store, I would have built a fascinating castle 😢

~Every promise is willing to pass  Through dark tunnel, BUT unconsidered beings hindered  Their transport in the tunnel.~

1. He was born with a silver spoon.❌  He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth. ✅ Meaning: born with a silver spoon in one's mouth:  born rich, or into a wealthy family • He was born with a silver spoon in his mouth and probably never had to work a day in his life. 2. She left with her bag and baggage. ❌ She left bag and baggage. ✅ Bag and baggage: With all one's possessions. • In early February the North China Marines arrived, bag and baggage, decked out with full uniforms, overcoats and fur-lined hats. 3.  A problem shared is a problem solved. ❌ A problem shared is problem halved. ✅ Meaning: Talking about a problem with someone else usually makes it seem less troubling. For example: Can you tell me what's bothering you? You know what they say—a problem shared is a problem halved. 4. What you said is an old wise tale. ❌ What you said is an old wives' tale. ✅ Meaning: a supposed truth that has been passed down by word of mouth; a rumour, myth or superstition; someth...

Olufadi Bags Another Leadership Award, For his spectacular leadership style and meritable contribution to humanity, the Association of Muslims Mass Communication Students (AMMCOS), Federal Polytechnic Offa, Kwara State has presented to Mr Olufadi Balarabe Teniola Ayuba, a leadership award. Mr Balarabe, who is a lecturer in the Department of Mass Communication, Kwara State Polytechnic Ilorin was rewarded for his commitment towards building and directing the association since its inception as a great Alumnus of the institution. The association, on Saturday, celebrated its annual jihad day by handing over to new executives who will pilot the affairs of the association for a year.  While receiving the award, Mr Balarabe who was the former Secretary of the association lauded the students for appreciating his efforts and being a role model to most of the executives in general. He also appreciated the outgoing executives of the association, saying their company will be greatly...

Halt, watching funbirds, Like weak wingless bird,  His view moved not from their steps, To feed is his aim not to flaunt his strength, that's the mystery behind his mildness.

In these moments before my departure,  I feel more clarity that I have ever felt in my dull life.  In one minute, I will be free from the voices, from the pain and from life. Life seems stupid to me, Why are we on earth? To till the ground or worship? To explore or enjoy? Life sucks and sorrow osculates  Our days on earth, Oh! Naked was I when I come, Does it mean, I'm to till the ground With my skinny body, ready to break anytime. I thought earth was a Paradise, Where I can plucked fruitful fruit, And taste the sweetness of honey and milk always, But why is agony mixed in garden of our Eden? I'm not writing for help or sympathy, But to let you know that my problem Is beyond mount Everest, no one dare climb, I decided to visit the visitor before he comes for me.     

I know we dwell in best compound, Third compound from the sun;filled with veggies. Our bed is sultry soil and our blanket is scorching sun, Yet it is our paradise. Every morning man wakes to work, Hoping to bring bread for his family, He tills the mother earth to bring bread But rocks filled the belly of mother earth, He's sent home with empty basket. I know we dwell in heavenly soil, Where dawn and dusk have their purpose, Dawn to light our scary night; dusk to give rest, But devil's men has taken both men, agent of darkness clothed in white garment. Who can tell us how devil wear snowy white? From childhood, goal were set like a possible target, Arrows were shot at the target but missed, Future leaders dwell in bin with madmen, The walked in dirty clothes in name of hustle, Walking up and down to bring meal with help of bustle. Mother earth is cool and colorful, Hell energized the coolness, Nature of soil is different from  the room beneath, When a tree falls, the grubs take ...

Like a volcano, its spark violently, Thunder rumbled with a deep, Liquid voice and flash answered flash, Night birds couldn't go for nightlife, They headed home early. Like an ancient lizard, dark cloud covered the full moon, That gives both young and old hope to listen to elder's folktale, Every seed ran to their roots' hut with their teeth grinding like a dire lion. Roofs were flying high like a nylon, Cyclone swallowed unrooted hut like python, Yet no drop of water journey to heart, All become oddity to young and old, All huts were shaking like a tipsy goat. Like an earthquake, the earth was shaken, Ancient trees were sent to the sky with their root. Religionist consulted their makers,  Seeking for the cause of these oddity, But it was written bold beyond the blue, "The magnificent has risen for Justice" Justice for the weary, who were extorted By the purple in the community, god of rich has come to get the account of  Riches given to the opportunis...

Feel the death as cruel it is, Feel the earth as dreadful it is, Feel the snow as cold it is, Feel the fiery fire as wild it is, You can never feel the horror in gas Unless she osculated her lover. Like a cool snow, she comes into air, When she kissed your skin down to marrow, You feel refreshed like a tree planted by the  riverbank, When she dressed out gorgeously, as gentle as a sheep-clothed-wolve she is. But when she's married to her soulmate, He smells her sweet smelling fragrance, Her fragrance is as wild as the fire, when she makes love with her him, Life of men are endangered on their sex-bed, Her coolness twice the hell on earth, After their insemination, men shows their different funny style.     

MY FRATERNITY FRIEND With a fraternity friends, You can fly high in the sunny sky, You can go thirsty to bring water from mountains. With fraternity friends, You get red to correct each other And share the red heart to promote peace and Close the bridge created by the Flooding red. We might not be living in purple life, But we never dwell in black, Our situation range like a rainbow in sky Just remembered that we are fraternity friend. Out of the heart the bound us together, I wish you less miserable life, Success will roll up to you as much as  You throw the shining diamond, While growing up like a tree planted by the riverside, Remember to put smile in sadden heart and face of everyone you meet. With unfathomable happiness in my heart, I wish you to grow with positive impact  in this wicked generation. Happy birthday Oyelere Khalid.     

 Haiku Tall like iroko, I thought already a man I was; I'm still a Pediatric Crawling for wisdom.

 Haiku Beneath this cold land, Hell we walk on, But all I want is better imagination And clearer pictures.

 Haiku She asked why? I told her, beauty of my heart Is projected in line and stanza, Darkness of my heart is lighted With the smile that runs across  The mile of my beloved.

I'M AFRAID OF GROWING UP. Devil's drumming, His tune moves legs But my waist move not  To his deadly tune, Yet he forced me to danced naked To tune of shame and reproaches. I'm afraid of growing up, leaders are leading us to  Death road, on a setaceous path, The preaching is from nursery section, Our pedagog and parents said "Ye are leaders of tomorrow" Shall I grow to lead others to grave's belly? I'm afraid of growing up, My parents live in penurious house, Where we shared a baby loaf among six, And accompany unsettled water to belly, Will I grow to starved my seeds? Or give them stones to feed and  served epidemic water? Will I be responsible when I have seeds? Will I cater for their daily needs? Who shall I call upon when their bills  Is as long as the tiny rain? Will I promise them based on the promises made by my country's leaders? I'm afraid of growing up. Time will surely fly to reveal gray hair, My beauty will frail like withered leaf, Bea...

Maybe love is not meant for me, Falling into sin like strength-less sheep, Landmines are set on my dreadful lane, I paid my apology with sincere heart, I thought love has highs and lows Can I stay in relationship ? Love seems wicked like hade's fiend, Maybe it is not meant for me... Thought of dreadful love made me sat Hopelessly staring at the sad full moon, Bat are waving at me; my heart sat without beat. Maybe loneliness is meant for me. .  

When I say goodbye 😥 When I say goodbye, I'm not joining the sainthood, I'm embarking on journey - To reckon life's catastrophe. When I say goodbye, I'm going to delirious land To form my own shangri-la Where I will live a pacifist living. When I say goodbye, I'm not packing to eonian casket, I'm going to land of no friendliness, Where I will build my family's blest castle. When I say goodbye, Let no one cry like a virgin - At my entrance to charabanc, With prayers and wet kisses Bestow on my crying face, For I'm coming back to smile After the haul journey of miles. When I say goodbye,  I'm going to West like sun, Coming out morrow's morning To conquer the terrific darkness Which bedevil heart of cheerful men. When I say goodbye, I'm coming soon Like Messiah, To gather my love ones, Into my flourishing castle in desert.

WILDERNESS'S CALLING I will be so faraway, Which I know neither time nor day, I will be back, but I'm Journeying to highway Of desert to cultivate Dehydrated lands and hopeless trees. Journeying to wild, to turn heart  Of wilds to darling heart. I'm prepared to turn the desert to Our dwelling Greenland, I'm journeying to turn desert to Eden. Promise to wait for me, Your memories will rings In my heart like twilight bell. Leaving you behind is like leaving  My spouting heart near burning fiery furnace.  I will miss the smile and the joy you bring  To my pensive cheeks. Your love makes me whole And strengthened me like wild vinegar. Like an athlete,  Running for lustrous gold, I will not run from your calls, I will not leave you and run astray, I will celebrate with you at the finish line. You are always on my mind Like prints on my palms. I will be so faraway in wilderness, Promise you'll wait for me 😥.

Here's a preaching to the son, who neglected gray-hairs that toiled in rain and sun, Praying and begging to set your light on hills, they had no clothes or shining jewels. There's mystery behind old rags, Like togs they were, Sun and rain trounced 'em hard, While tilling ground to bring forth greens On your wooden table. White hairs are unbearable results, Not dyed or colored but reproaches And scorn paid to 'em, While breaking rock for pure honey To modify your sulphurous future. Midnight can testify their blistering tears Which their pillow and bedclothes sucked like newborn baby — Is it the words of men or living? No! hot tears of how your future will glitters,  Even when they're in resting in grave. But here you are, Your tree is bringing bountiful fruits, While some are full of greens, others dried up. Yet you care not for the old rags that  Watered and fertilized your tree from  Seeding. You give to those don't who plant, neither did they nurtured you, Yet...

Seed of an harlot, trampling on their soil Like a begotten son. Son calved out of wedlock, Bragging like a royal son, He demands laurels  from seed of the land. Result of adultery, Walking around their land Like result of fidelity. When he was sent out of the land Of his adulterous father, He gathered worthless men, That were rejected like forbidden fruits. They went to the wilderness, Training in ocean of heating soil, Day and night, seeking for strength. When war was walking, To land of begotten seeds, like worm, they are nerveless, They seek help from seed of an harlot. Rejected stones are now holding Pillars of the mighty tower; Rejected seed are now bringing  Bountiful fruits to the barren land. Product of one nightstand, Working wonders like a wondrous Warlord — At the first, they were dung to The begotten seeds but now a Rex.     

  From the fruitful tree, They sighted us like prey, We have nowhere to go, than to swiftly crawl into dusty soil. Poison lies in our venter, Which makes us unique  Among other deucedcly reptile, knavish fibre is interposed in our coldblooded. Like an eagle, they target from distance, their legs is full of piercing nails Which torn our flesh in their fiendish nest,, With their incisive mouth, they feed their young ones. Yet they aren't king of birds. Battle have been drawn Twixt the empyrean and tellurian, it was bad days for science for tellurian, Because boneless is it, but venomous. With unimaginable power the weak tellurian Coiled round the empyrean whose wing  Is communicating with air Are we not like hawk and snake? The strong wreck the weak, Their piercing nails oppress Our depressed beingness, Their hope is to feed our flesh To their wingless children. They want to reign in the firmament and tellurian. Are we not hawk and snake? We live on land, striki...

Stunning sun swim in sad sky, Swimming to the belly of the cloud, The glory of golden night is growing up, Sun is going, he's waving to the sons of the day. Glory of the day is down, Dusk is coming with grievous duskiness, Where no man can sight what's coming, Death of day's glory brought corruption to reign. Cloud is happy to swallow truthful sun, Bringing gloomy moon to reign among duskiness, He covered the blues from seeing his deadly atrocity. Like a wildfire, his glory shines forth from grave, From grave, he changed the color of dark men, Stars of the galaxy worship his lightness, With their little light, truth is brought to limelight.     

Mama woke me up, Saying, "your sleeping smile Is sweet like a snowy cloud, Are you sick? Or  'Tis a sensational symptom." I felt strong like Samson. I looked to reflector, hoping  He would tell me the nature of My morning rachitic, but he reflected my morning stunning symptom. I went to infirmary, To diagnose nature  Of my morning sweetly smile. I met a sorrowful satanic nurse, Trying to swindle my symptom, But my disorienting symptoms  Slapped her down to shame. Here comes the ducky doctor, Smiling sweetly like rose of sharon, He set his stethoscope on my shaky heart, Shocked appeared in his charming face Like a lightning from unlighted cloud. He took my reddish blood To laboratory and asked me  To stand to check the screen, He asked me to read the screen. Shockingly, I found your name Written in my blood like a law, Doctor said, "here are the germs Tormenting your morning sadness." He said, "Her smile is like a vaccine  To your sicking and sor...