I'm A Leaf....

Can't read me,
get my user guide.
Always laughing,
even in my darkest time,
no one takes me seriously because I probably hide behind a mask.
'Tough girl' issues but I cry too.
In my alone time,
I will think about that situation.
I may not show it,
but I'm human too.
I may not let you see the tears but I cry
I may not ask you
I may not mention it because I learned to stop whining and nagging.
Yes someone taught me to be tough.
I may not say it but deep inside,
my mind is made up and overlook flaws especially when you are not 'a take home trophy'
If I'm not asking doesn't mean I'm ignorant
I'm only trying to act civil about it.
Mean or not.
There's someone in the world that has never been mean to me.
Never!
It may have taken over a year to realize it but it makes me remember that there's always that one person who would never want to crumple that leaf.
I didn't go icy...
I just grew to choose only those
who deserve to have a drink with me.
Celebrate my worth..
I'm a leaf
I can be green
I can wither....
I ain't wasting time on 'you'
Out of the loop..
Watch it fall apart
I'm a leaf
I just fell off the  tree.
I'm a leaf!!

Screams From The Apple Tree...

If I could talk,
I would scream this out loud and clear.
If I could speak,
I would sing it out like a song and
if I could fly,
I would fly like a bird to perch on a building or a tree somewhere just to sing this to you.
Pick my apple...
They are sweet...
Pick my apple I won't ever trouble you again..
Pick my apple
I miss you...
Just pick it already...
Pick it like it is your lifeline
Pick it like you regret ignoring it
Pick it like a remorseful being
Life like the apple tree
Life like apples..
You can't choose who gets to pick you
Shit a brick...
I'm full of forgiveness...
Forgive the apple tree for screaming so loud.
It screams for a reason...
Screams from the apple tree! !!!!!

If you can't grasp  what's being taught, at least you can write some poetry. Just checking to see if my creative mind can still do poetry. 

...Its been so long. One novel: 'Raindrop' Oh sorry title has changed to 'My Favourite Romantic Novel' but cover hasn't changed yet, takes every free time I get....I've been out of touch with the world..I could live in a jungle right now with a tab, laptop and phone...call me weird....I'm boring...it's official!. Finally done.. I'm almost hitting 500 reads. Thank you to everyone. Read whilst it's still free..soon it will be removed leaving behind just a few chapters.

Under His Eyes...

I will speak of your glory,
I will show forth your beauty, if I dance it won't be enough, if I shout it won't be enough.

For you are the great and mighty God
So worthy to be praised
You're beautiful for all situations.
You are the joy of the whole world.

'Mighty God by Joe Praize and the Soweto gospel choir.

When I think upon your goodness
and your faithfulness each day
I'm convinced it's  not because I'm worthy-
to receive the kind of love that you  give
but I'm grateful for your mercy
and I'm grateful for your grace
and because of how you've put out yourself,
I have come to sing this song out in praise

Imela, Imela

Okaka Onyekeruwa

Imela Imela Eze m Oh.

'by Imela by Nathaniel Bassey ; my thanks giving song.

I could sing a hundred of them right now because I'm bursting with joy. I'm  speechless. I'm lost for words. ...

I didn't come here to write about anything in particular,  I just came here to praise that man of Galilee who is ever so faithful.  A God who doesn't disappoint, a God who makes sure he does just what he says.

This afternoon,  something happened that could have changed my life's story.
Something that could have stolen my joy and left me questioning God for a while.

In that hour of receiving that call of distress and rushing to see a mini crowd. I remember I stood a few metres away from them wondering, why didn't you give me a sign? Even in my dreams,  when you do concerning the most minute things in my life. I was certain that death had visited my home.  I almost lost my Dad this afternoon.

I  just came to praise.
I  just came to worship.
I just  came to say thank you Lord.

This victory over death is not for me.
This victory  is not for my earthly father.
This victory is not for the prayer I said this morning.
This victory is for the God of all times ; we are under his eyes. 
God of Ruth, Hannah and now God of Elikem.
My redeemer has not only come through for me.
He has taken away my shame and disgrace; trust the rumour mill to have  made this a news headline for months.
I just came to say, thank you Jesus!

With appreciation to God almighty for his unfailing love.