I love you

Just turned on my favorite song

Just made a choice to never give up

Just decided that I’m looking for joy

I lost her somewhere along the way

I am guilty of my own deeds

I will retrace my steps until I find her

What I fear is my temper

What I envy are my thoughts

What I despair are the final hours

Just closed my eyes

Just turned down the voices in my head

Just made a choice not to see the pain

I will go in brave hearted and strong

I will lay down my heart

I choose to fight till this fight is over

What I see are sweet memories

What I remember are two young lovers

What I admire are the feelings I have for you

Just heard love lift me up

Just felt like I have wings

Just grasped it I can fly my way home

I blame myself for my set backs

I now know, I am not alone

I was lost, but now I’m found

All I wanted was you

All I ever needed was you

All I desire is you!

I love you!

Proverbs 18:22:He who finds a wife finds a good thing, And obtains favor from the Lord

I wish I could go back

I wish I could go back

Before I had odd jobs and bills pay

Before I had to go to toil and find my way

Before I had a boss, an apartment and responsibilities

Before I had examinations, inspections and calculations

Before I had to groundwork, homework and assignments

Before I had expectations, prospects and predictions

Before the relationship between me and her started

Before I knew right and wrong

Before I learned to walk and talk

Before I crawled and stood on my feet

Before I was born

Before I was a fetus

Before I was conceived

Before they got married

Before my parents met and fell in love

Before Paul and the Apostles

Before Christ was born of the Virgin Mary

Before Daniel and the lions

Before David and Goliath

Before Samson and Delilah

Before Moses and Pharaoh

Before Joseph and his brothers

Before Isaac and Rebecca

Before Sodom and Gomorrah

Before Abram and Sarai

Before Noah and the Ark

Before Adam and Eve ever sinned

Before it all started!

I wish that I could go back

Back to the sixth day when they were created

 

I wish I could go back … back to the garden of Eden

I wish that I could go back

Simon C. Muchendu

I wonder

its been a while

since I saw her smile

he behaved like an imbecile

she recoiled like a crocodile

the forcing, the fighting and the exile

I wonder; is it worthwhile?

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the situation is getting hostile

over the years, all the issues they let pile

no one is willing to unpile

the same issues are making this union immobile

they have the power to make it fissile

she feels like he’s too versatile

he feels like a propelled missile

each caught up in their own turnstile

sinking in the own sandpile

none is ready to be docile

I wonder; can they reconcile?

The empty Space

I am alive by your grace

I was lost, but now I’ve seen your face

I took your hand when you welcomed me to your palace

I’d never thought of someone so nice

I know I’m okay in your embrace

After so much running, you gave me peace

You fed me with your word … sweeter than rice

And told me not to worry, you feed even the lice

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Your life you gave up to pay my penalty in a sacrifice

Accepted me as I was even after I was rejected by my race

Some who hated me and treated me as a menace

I felt so weak and consoled myself in my solace

My troubles were so many like the offspring of mice

And in my pocket I didn’t even have pence

Life had no sentence

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Drugs and alcohol couldn’t fill the absence

In fact it only led to violence

I had a void that no one could replace

I even engaged myself with girls looking for romance

But none of the activities filled my heart … not even once

My sinful ways were hard to denounce

My sins I couldn’t clean even with dentifrice

I was never clean even after eating spice

Tried to pray but no word could I pronounce

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But your touch made all the difference

You called me and saved me from my defiance

You rescued me from the sin governance

For once in my life I felt safe in an instance

And you gave me the opportunity to have a breathing space

Now, in my heart I rejoice

Thank you for fill up the empty space

©scmuchendu

Set me free

You knock on my door

I hear you me calling my name; but I doubt

I plague myself in my worries

I gatta confess; my heart is filled with fear

Questions; ranging over my head

I’m I good enough?

I hold the door and open it as you enter

You say thanks and you ask me how my day has been

I seem to be facing my giants but they seem to be getting stronger n stronger

Fear an addiction, pride and envy,

Honestly no one seems to have an idea that my heart is in denial,

Been facing endless obstacles and temptations

My happiness is gone and I walk alone in this world

I’m a wounded soldier

I’ve heard of the saviour and I’ve heard that he bled and died;

But I don’t know if he knows my plea and that enemies surround me

They’ve come down

right on my doorstep

They’re taunting me

tryna take over my life

My mind is playing games

feelings of defeat, loss and shame

my mind is all about lust

my body is all about thirst

I gat nobody to trust

I’m made of nothing but dust

I don wanna hold on to the past

But I still seem to be caught between a hard place and a rock

My road is rocky n tough

I feel like I’m walking from here all the way to Iraq

If only you would come to my rescue

Cos I’ve heard that when you rise up the mighty tremble in fear

And I know that only through Christ will I be victorious

So I surrender to him the bondage of fear,

The bondage of tears,

the bondage of lost years,

The bondage of addiction;

the bondage of pride;

The bondage of denial

the bondage of envy;

The bondage of slavery;

knowing that my price was paid in Calvary;

When Christ closed his eyes on said that it’s over

I am comforted knowing that the battle belongs to the Lord

And that everything happens for a reason

Trouble comes but for a season n that one day the struggle will come to an end!

Don’t Judge me!

Don’t assume I’m alone cos you see I’m single

Don’t think I’m on my own cos I don’t wear my dingle

Don’t presume I’m a good guy cos you see me dance and jingle

Don’t think I’m antisocial cos you’ve never seen me mingle

Don’t take for granted that I’m a teacher cos I hold my marker in an angle

Don’t confuse me with them others cos we wear a similar bangle

Don’t underestimate me cos you’ve seen some aspects of my life in a tangle

Don’t underrate my potential cos I don know how to illustrate a rectangle

Don’t judge me by what you hear cos sometime what you hear might make you tingle

Don’t rub me the wrong way cos you don wanna see me mangle

Don’t punch me cos you don’t wanna see me prickle

Don’t influence me cos you don wanna see me bungle

Don’t test me cos you don wanna see me jangle

Don’t be up in my business cos we both don’t wanna see things disentangle

Don’t be a pest cos then I just wanna wrangle

Don’t assume I was joking when I wrote this cos I was trying to make things untangle

S. Muchendu