The Inexplicable Problem

After a traumatic work day Going back to my humble home A familiar cry reaches the ear Oh! It’s the sound of my mobile phone “Who could this be”? I questioned It’s a call from a private number “Its I… I’ll call you…” was all she said But the voice was far too familiar Though it wasn’t a normal flash The voice produced too many pictures I ran my memory in a speedy form But none matches such features Whose fault then was it? Mine! Or that of the caller Was it the network coverage? Or that of the moving car Had I known, would have trekked home No! Jumped out of the car in motion If only she wouldn’t call me back Wouldn’t have been in this commotion Though it gives me great thought And lots of funny inspiration to write That was the longest suspense of all My ceiling had a million sheets that night Could this be the caller’s intention? To know the state of my patience But if an vital message is to be passed Then why this inconsequential suspense But whatever this is Chaos is the state of my mind I wait meticulously for her call again If only this poem she would find Written By: Caleb A. O. + 234-8034720931

SOMEONE NOBODY KNOWS

She sits daily with loneliness And smiles at nothing at all She stares at the critical gaze of men From the mirror that hangs on the wall She waits for someone who is nobody And for decades everbody comes or goes With hope to be free one day She’s somebody nobody knows Down to the cares of life she falls Like someone the world threw away Nobody comes to the rescue None bother’s to look down where she lay Though she cries, tries helplessly To wipe memories off her shadow A shadow the world leaves behind Is the accolade from her fellows She is someone nobody knows Cries where nobody can hear Someone is dying alone in pain In this life and nobody seem to care Written By: Caleb A. O +2348026755943

What Matters!

It matters more the words you speak in part For it determines what you have in your heart It matters more the choice of your Faith For it determines your fate It matters more the friends you keep For it determines your dream while you sleep It matters more the clothes you put on For it talks about your inner man more It matters more what things you see For it determines what you believe It matters more what you hear For it determines your fear It matters more what thing you touch For it determines you thought very much It matters more what you taste For it determines your waste It matters more what you smell For it determines your instinct very well It matters more what you talk about For it might put many in doubt It matters more what life you live For it determines what you will receive It matters more what you take in For it determines the formation of your skin It matters more what you know For it determines what you show It matters more what you do For it tells more about you Written By: Caleb A. O. +2348026755943

Pls Forgive me

Darkness fills the sky As it seems stronger than daylight Coloured pictures of the past Threatens to fade into black and white Weary and overwhelmed with fatigue As time smugly stands still Coldness fills the lungs Pushing the heart to inaudibly fall ill Lingoes of regret and anger Fills the once pretty face As words of deterrent oozed out Turning Excellency into disgrace It is tedious to conciliate this anger With an effortless quixotic line Being a daily expression Petrified of not being sublime Seeing this astonishing world In a unpretentious perspective Bleedings of the heart isn't obscure Though in pain won't be restive Pleading from the dept of heart Don't shy away this time or snub Scrutinizing egotist ambitions With tender arms dreaming to hug Let the horizontal and perpendicular Which forms a cross Truss our heart in Christian love Which in return forms the two of us Written By: Caleb A. O +2348026755943

Extraordinary but Human

They are extremely strong Though in pain would not cry They are vulnerable to hurt When told a funny white lie To attest their love They would swallow their pride They loathe creating awareness When there is something to hide They are susceptible to criticism When they please egotism They smile in disguise To remove the shame from their eyes They do most of the talking And in half they listen They are hyper-active intoto Barely trice beaten They value their flesh and bone Better than luxurious gold They are often too anxious to know The mysteries that are seldom told They keep to their promises Never changing their mind They are the most precious gift Any mature woman can find Self confidence builds them A little nag tears them apart Though bravado in character They are blessed with a fragile heart Written By: Caleb A. O. +2348026755943

What is

There isn't a beginning without an end There isn't an enemy that wasn't once a friend There isn't a pride without a fall There isn't a walk without a crawl There isn't a smoke without fire There isn't a love without a desire There isn't a sacrifice without pain There isn't a lightening and thundering without rain There isn't a time that'll forever last There isn't a future without a past There isn't a future without a present There isn't a flower without a scent There isn't a death without suppurate There isn't a pain the heart can't tolerate There isn't an ecstasy without satisfaction There isn't humility without elevation There isn't a Spoken Word without a thought There isn't a teacher that wasn't taught There isn't a warrior without a bloody sword There isn't a tree without a bud There isn't a rose that isn't gotten from thorns There isn't a lily that isn't gotten from mud There isn't a giving without receiving There isn't a word that isn't worth believing There isn't a broken heart love can't mend There isn't a hungry soul that can't be fed There isn't a lost that can't be found There isn't a thing that can't make a sound Written By: Caleb A. O +2348026755943 Love, Broken Heart