Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Thursday, November 21, 2013

WHAT DO YOU BELIEVE IN?

I believe in fairy tales
I believe that dreams can come true
I believe there are no coincidence in life
I believe that love can find you any where
I believe that faith can change anything
I believe I was destined to meet you

And I believe in you

12 THINGS I HATE ABOUT YOU

I hate it when you don’t call
Would be nice to hear your voice before each day go by

I hate it when you don’t pick my calls
Every time you don’t, it make my heart beat skip

I hate it when you don’t write me back
Would be nice to get a message from you once in a while

I hate it when you don’t tell me often that you love me
How would I know how much I mean to you

I hate it when I get lonely
I need you to always be by my side

I hate it when you don’t believe in me
How do you expect me to be right man for you

I hate it when you don’t tell me your dreams
I feel like a stranger when am with you

I hate it when you don’t ask about my feelings
It makes me feel like I don’t care about you

I hate it when you don’t check up on me
It would be nice to see you once in a while

I hate it when you have to work late
It keeps me away from spending time with you

I hate it that you’re residing so far
How am I suppose to see you when I need you

I hate it knowing you’re special
I still can’t figure out how to get used to you




Monday, November 18, 2013

DEAR MAMA

From Childhood You Stood By Me
When Life Was Rough You Always Stayed Turf
With You I Never Had A Reason To Go Hungry
Some Times I Grudged And Do Things Just To Get You Angry
Back Then When I Refused, You Forced Me To Go To Church
But Now I See Reasons Why Every Man Needs A Couch
Even When You Were Ill, Still You Worried About Me
If Am In The Rain, You Will Stand Along Side With Me
You Wept When Ever You See Me Sad
You Renounced Your Pride To Take Care Of Me And Your Cousin's Lad
Eleven Days When I Was Ill, Weak And Sleepless At The Hospital
You Laid Beside My Bed Praying For My Revival Out Of Hospital

I Get Scared Any Time You Fall Ill
Because Without You I Have No Zeal
You took Life So Simple, You Have No Time For Enmity
Your Care And Love For All Was Never Empty
Unconditional Love You Showed To Your Enemies
A Dime In Your Hand Is Worth More Than Rubies
You Are The Reason Why I Believe In Angels
Because I Have Always Treasure You As An Angel
My Love For You Forever Will Never Due
I Will Trade Two Third Of My Heart To See You Happy
I Treasure You Much More Than a man would a Diamond
Cause Mothers Like You Are Rear And Never Found Common