applaudere


Humans applause;

a soothing rainfall in

summer. the soul labours

and desperately yearn for

it. unfortunately, it is

intermittent


I want to be able to say;

”T’was thy satisfaction I lived.

T’was your glory I lived

This is what I rehearse every day

on this pilgrim path.

Because this is what

I want to evoke when I stand before you.


The true essence of life is to be satisfied and grounded by the satisfaction of God, as a true custodian of heavenly policies


For my orientation, I chased after embers in fading skies. I became a slave to the noise within my own heart when the music distorted. when the applause faded into thin air.


I was taught;

”thunderous applause is your crown of victory. It is your validation of exustence”


So I lived, every day;

Aching for the ovations, the endorsement, the approval, and the acceptance of mortals, to validate my significance


Who hates the rain when it is wild and agreeable to the soul’s desires? No one!

Sadly, it’s not lasting. I won’t succumb to it. Deep inside the walls of our own souls, the unfading handwriting is clear; ”YOU ARE WHAT I ADORE.


This benevolence is unloaded, so we travel with empty bags; the applause of men

DID YOU MEAN IT


Did I told you I love you
Did you believe I meant it
The air is saturated with illusions
Roses are red violets are blue
Sugar is sweet, so are you
A love so uncertain and cunning

Did you really said you love me
Do you really believe you love me
You filled my stomach with calories
I regret eating your sour love cake

Your mind is jammed with deception
You’ve filled your quiver with machete
You’ve loaded your gun like James Bond
Bantama High street is your destination
You ready to kill your vulnerable prey

Watch him with his boom box on his shoulders
He is playing a love song he can’t sing
He is humming so loud to get an attention
Yes, He is the cynosure of love seekers
Don’t believe in his love; he is a character

Did I said I love you
Did you believe I meant it

Love so rare and priceless
He is broke but he is caring
He doesn’t know hallmark cards but
His love is like graffiti on the wall of my heart
Many waters cannot quench this love I have

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