Tuesday, April 28, 2009

Becky Njika;- Poetry &; Lifes Adventure: There'll be no Good-bye my Darling

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There'll be no Good-bye my Darling

A lifetime together is a series of memories

Preserved are these memories, as memories in time

These moments are treasures, joyful remembrance

Reflections relived, one at a time

On life’s roller coaster we’ve ridden together

In concert together we’ve ridden as one

Those times we’re apart, I find in your eyes

Those special moments that I’ve memorized

Moments unspoiled, reflections untainted

Cherished moments, with which we’re both acquainted

Never spoil a moment, nor taint a reflection

Rather savor its essence and relieve its joy

For long after we’ve passed

God’s word is most certain

Rest assured, my Darling

There’ll Be No Good-bye!

by Howard Robert Manser

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

A Strong Woman

A strong woman

is one who feels deeply
and loves fiercely.
Her tears flow just
as abundantly as her laughter.
She is not afraid to be afraid.

A strong woman

is both soft and powerful.
She takes compliments to heart
and treats herself
like the queen that she is.

A strong woman

is equally visionary and decisive.
She is able to hope
when things look hopeless.
She is both practical and spiritual.

A strong woman

in her essence
is a gift to all the world.

Thursday, March 19, 2009

Not Easy Task Son

My son,
Stop gazing at me
And walk straight ahead

I know
there is no road ahead
but open your eyes
and walk through
that fog of reality

keep running my son
keep running for into the unknown
you may stumble upon your
future of happiness

ignore the multiple bodies
my son
ignore the easy pleasures
that appear and disappear
like bubbles in a stormy sea

open your ear wide
and hear the message
of the whispering voices
open your eyes and avoid the ditches son
being alive is no easy task.
by Everret Standa.

Tuesday, March 10, 2009

My love

I gave you all that i thought right
you, took it
you played with it
you danced with it
you took it for granted!

many a time advice seeked
of how wrong
of how right
of how true i was
but you took it for granted

now busy at my seat,
writing and thinking of loves lost
gave you one, none other has ever
thought time, would upgrade you
but you took me for granted

now, finally, i decide
i am walking away my love,
not because i dont love you
but because you dont love me
tired of being taken for granted.

a mistake you maybe..
but wont sit down , to analysize
for yesterday i cannot change
but tomorrow is in my hands
now i stand up .....
let me walk away while time is still at hand.

bye my love,

Monday, February 16, 2009

I tried in Vain

The more he wrote, the more unmoved was I
The more he gave, the less could I repay
Therefore I grieve, not that i was not loved,
but that, being loved, i could not love again
i liked, but like & love are far removed
had though i tried to love, i tried in vain
for he was plain & lame & fat and short
forty is over-kind, hence it befell
that though i loved him, in a certain sort,
yet did i love to wisely but not well
Ah! had he been more handsome or less kind
he might have found me of another mind.

Tuesday, February 10, 2009

Love Yourself Always

This is #1 and most important, yet challenging, mission to accomplish.
Self-love is critical to survival at any age, and may be quite a personal journey.
Loving yourself means recognizing, developing and honouring a sense of self-worth.
Loving yourself means you have zero tolerance for anyone or anything that doesn't love you and respect you.
Loving yourself also means you must treat yourself well, simply because no one else will do it for you
" If God brings you to it, He will bring you through it "

"Be yourself; everybody else is taken."

Dear Beloved

For all its worth, I love you
I love you with every heart beat of my soul
With every sadness and happiness
That arouses within me,
And as Heavens may agree,
Love so pure and tender
Of today, tomorrow and the day after
Of once upon a dream
Living the history of it today
You bewitched me to none other’s defeat
Your whole you gave without question
No judging, no criticizing, just correcting & loving
In your eyes, I see LOVE of all heights
As crazy as I may sound ……………….
Along our differences, a connection of none’s imagination
Love never knew existed……………..
Never knew would ever have
And so my dear beloved…, my lover, my friend
My companion
For all its worth I LOVE YOU.

Thursday, February 5, 2009

JEALOUSY IS A WASTED EMOTION.


People who love themselves and recognize their worth are unable to be jealous of others. Why?
You should be so preoccupied with loving yourself and changing what you don't like, you have no time to worry about what others are doing.
Being jealous of someone is a waste of energy.
You cannot control other people and the choices they make, or the luck they have.
Weak people let other's circumstances affect their self-love and/or self-worth.
Resist the temptation to be envious, as it will get you nowhere.
If anything, let other people motivate you to achieve certain goals for yourself.

Monday, February 2, 2009

live it well

Everyday in every way
I sit myself down to pray
as the last generation bites the dust
If the Lord don't have them the devil must

Past lives now have been forgotten
bones and flesh now slowly rotten
aged must make room for new
the population once more grew

There is no eternal life solution
its what they call the evolution
for life is but a blink of the eye
So live it well for death is nigh!

Thursday, January 29, 2009

Mother

The most beautiful satisfaction smile I have ever seen

Belongs to the woman, whose genes I carry

The most honest correction & criticism I have received

Comes from the woman, whose footstep…I AM

My hero, my best friend, my mirror

She made me so mad at times with the corrections,

A teacher by profession, a teacher by nature

In me she instilled discipline like no other

The most precious gift of love ever received

Comes from the woman, whom, many a times I disappointed

She who still saw me worth regardless of my weaknesses

Baby cries without warning annoyed her many a times

My hysterical baby laughter’s, unlighted most of her days

For in my eyes she saw herself with a different dream, a different vision of life

The most beautiful face I have ever seen

The most sincere love I have ever received

Comes from the only woman whom I loved dearly

Seldom told her how proud and happy I was of her

The most tender love, understanding gift I have ever seen

Comes from HER, my hero, my protector, my best friend, MY MOTHER!

Wednesday, October 29, 2008

life

Life's not about expecting, hoping and wishing, it's about doing, being and becoming.

It's about the choices you've just made, and the ones you're about to make, it's about the things you choose to say - today.

It's about what you're gonna do after you finish reading this..........