OH! CLASSIC GOLDEN APPLE

Symbolism is one of the languages used to express someone’s feelings in a manner than reflects and portrays a broader meaning of reality. The idiomatic symbolism, “Apple of my eye”, means the most beloved person. In this poem is a figurative expression of love and adoration for a lady, symbolized by an apple. Apples are one of the most delicious and sweet fruits on earth. Read on.

OH! CLASSIC GOLDEN APPLE

Why should you remain in the tree up above?

While my heart is so much heavy with love

With he a strong desire for your flesh

To taste it while it is still very fresh

What about a little taste of your sweet wine?

Oh! Golden Apple, why not just be wholly mine

An Apple, with my picture inside. I love myself.

Oh! Golden Apple,

Your glow is so much like that of morning sunshine

Your glossy and shiny skin is so magnificently fine

In you every being can have literally everything

Your golden splendor can enchant even a king

Yet should I miss you almost all year?

When I need you so much intimately near?

You are so enchanting for your every kind of reason

Your golden splendor is with you in every season

Your beauty is beyond what I can converse

Your splendor has no equal in the universe

With you I truly can have eternal inner peace

You were surely created a grand masterpiece

Oh! Gorgeous Apple,

Deep in my heart you stirred a fiery desire

Deep in my soul a longing so very sincere

To make you solely mine at heart forever

To shower you with my adoration than never

I yearn to always drink your luscious wine

To always show you love as solely mine

Oh! Splendid Apple,

Cleanse my wanting heart with your wine

Make your whole self as solely mine

With your soft flesh provide my soul’s relish

Offer yourself as mine to forever cherish

Your sweetness my ever wanting soul really miss

Oh! Golden Apple, in you is the key to my eternal bliss

Pierce my heart with your shinny golden glow

Through your sweet self let my soul grow

Intoxicate my heart with your luscious wine

Render your sweet flesh as eternally mine

I shall consider myself blessed by the most high

By experiencing your grandeur perpetually nigh

Oh! Classic Golden Apple

 


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…AND THE DOVE SUNG

Insecurity continued to rise in a once peaceful nation until all hell broke loose. Negative ethnicity, religious, social, political differences amongst others fueled terrible hatred amongst the people and this caused major divisions on our nation. When finally civil unrests broke out, they were genocidal and they run unabated until a full scale civil war resulted with an everlasting devastation upon our society.

…AND THE DOVE SUNG

Corpses everywhere lay so scattered

By them the whole city was littered

The city was overwhelmed by an aura of gloom

Negative Ethnicity had literally sealed our doom

The result; we even had a very segmented police and army

And this nurtured in our nation a horrible internal enemy

Ethnicity to our dear nation was so sinister

And civil unrest began some days before Easter

Members of different social classes descended upon each other

Everybody seemed to be baying for the blood of one another

People everywhere seemed to shun all forms of brotherhood

There was no peace but war only in every neighborhood

Grisly acts occurred in every corner of our dear town

Buildings were looted and bombed and burnt down

There were even rumors of cannibalism

There were horrible acts of vandalism

One haberdasher was slaughtered like a goat

And he drank his blood he who cut his throat

Upon seeing me he confiscated my video recorder

Saying my action was against a certain civic order

Many of my fellows were murdered in cold blood

And on a certain street, blood flowed like a flood

There was no more the fundamental freedom of expression

National broadcasts only served to increase the tension

The war; no one won and no one lost

But the results were historically the worst

Peace reigned only when there was none to battle

And for the remnants there was no where to settle

And the dove sung but a sepulchral dirge

There was nothing else it could manage

Compare with the article KENYA INSECURITY: The Gathering Storm.
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A Sad LOVE story!

This is the story of my life, the story of love. In my quest for true love I underwent so many experiences with my lovers. I was determined to find true love and so I did not give up even after becoming a womanizer. I was lucky to eventually meet a faithful lady who I got married to. But thinking I had arrived in heaven, I ended up in hell. Read on…

A SAD LOVE STORY

I just feel so sorry

Due to this story

A story of love

When I was naïve

At genesis was one beautiful than a peacock

But she had a heart harder than any rock

My true love for hear was utterly in vain

She later caused in my heart terrible pain

She finally infected me with syphilis

She whose sweet name was Seraphillis

Then came this lass whose name was Margaret

When it came to making love she was great

But sweet Margaret kicked the bucket

While undergoing her usual daily racket

Cursed be the driver of Nissan KAK four thirty three

I swear! He should be hanged on a big tree!

For terminating her young life prematurely

Due to His reckless driving that was so silly!

I fell in love with a lesbian from Palestine

Who lied to me her name was Celestine

To this day I even don’t know her name

For her who no man was able to tame

Then I met a sylph whose name was Janet

I literally swept her into my private love net

But whatever got into her tiny illiterate head

Left our budding relationship completely dead

Then came a whore by the name purity

But she offered my love as men’s charity

Then I fell for a peroxide blonde named Winnie

She was truly a real true love genie

You would think not of her being so old

For she strived to transform herself to Gold

I become such a failure in our finance

When she finally jilted me, I felt very nice

I just feel so sorry

Due to this story

A story of love

When I was naïve

Then I decided to fall in love with many

I would open myself to the full to any

From the brothel to the church

Of the ladies I knew so much

But I was crazy enough to fall for a man

He thought himself as a true woman

He called himself, “Joy the virgin spinster”

And enjoyed being called, “Queenic sister”

Finally I decided to enter into holy matrimony

I was weary of being in love with so many

I became a very devoted roman catholic

To everybody that act was quiet historic

I married beautiful Virginia the child of a minister

But our marriage became such a total disaster

She turned out to be the devil’s own daughter

Due to her, I solemnly swore by the heavens above

I nincompoop Tony, never again shall I fall in love.

Related post [ Life is a Quest] 

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AN INFINITE GIFT

In this poem I try to expound on the importance of why Jesus Christ had to be born in this world, why did He live the way He lived and reasons why did He had to suffer the way he suffered and die an ignominious death. Read on.

Isaiah 9:6, 7:- “For to us a child is born, to us a child is given, and the government will be upon his shoulders. And he will be called Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God, Everlasting Father, Prince of Peace. Of the increase of his government and peace there will be no end. He will reign on David’s throne and over His Kingdom, establishing and upholding it with justice and righteousness from that time and forever. The zeal of the lord almighty will accomplish this.”

AN INFINITE GIFT

An infinite gift far beyond human imagination

Is this mysterious gift: the eternal incarnation

Also so mysterious is the idea of eternity

And the idea of Jesus taking our infirmity

For Jesus to die for all our transgressions

This is the most mysterious of divine lessons

How long is the mysterious length of eternity?

What is the count-ability of years of infinity?

The sum of our sins is also much of infinity

Abominations have degraded the face of humanity

Transgression of God’s law is like our daily life

Sinfulness of every nature is very rife

Yet Jesus in our infirmity; his life was holy

He obeyed God’s law and precepts wholly

By his death Jesus overcame the power of grave

By his death Jesus portrayed his infinite love

And gave us an infinite life of eternity

Thus we may live blissfully in perpetuity

Yet we must all partake the heavy Jesus’ cross

Due to christlikeness we can suffer terrible loss

To sacrifice your livelihood of the earthly bliss

The comforts of humanity you can really miss

In order to attain an infinite gift of eternal life

But you should just have to ask

And in itself is just a simple task

What did Jesus forfeit for my heavenly sake?

What manner of life did Jesus Christ forsake?

That through his undertaking of human infirmity

Our character may be transformed into divinity

Jesus suffered just like every other person

Jesus was persecuted for no apparent reason

Jesus was greatly ridiculed wherever he went

Jesus, like any human being, he also wept

Jesus was betrayed by his close associate

Yet all his earthly life was divinely immaculate

All human suffering; Jesus suffered the maximum

And his human association was the very minimum

But how did Jesus overcome all this?

How did he subdue every crisis?

John 5:39 “You diligently study the scriptures because you think that by them you posses eternal life, these are the scriptures that testify about me”.

2 Timothy 3:16 “All scripture is God breathed and useful for teaching, rebuking, correcting and training in righteousness”.

Jesus often said, “It is written, man does not live on bread alone, but on every word that comes from the mouth of God”. Matthew 4:4

The conditions of obtaining life’s infinite gift

Through humble petitions your spirit you must uplift

The infinite gift should be sought with all your heart

Effort is true effort only when it begins to hurt

An infinite gift of life is a gift of great diligence

Its pursuit should be life’s every moment experience

Its pursuit should be just exceedingly prayerful

And to every God’s precept; be very faithful

Persevere in every persecution

Fear not any humiliation

Fear not if you be lonely

But counter all evil prayerfully

In full faith say, “in God I wholly trust

Even when conditions are their worst

I fear not even the physical death.

For in Jesus I do rest my faith”.

Oh! An infinite gift, a gift of gifts

A gift of eternal love

A gift of eternal bliss

A gift of perpetual peace

A gift of limitless divinity

An infinite gift is the gift of divine promise

A gift of eternal life in an eternal paradise

A gift of all best gifts

A gift of glory of eternity

A gift of boundless love

A gift of boundless might

A gift of Jehovah himself

Oh! How long are the blissful years of eternity?

What is the true measure of God’s divinity?

The answer is: THE INFINITE GIFT of Jesus Christ.

 


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BEAUTIFUL MRS. AFRICA

Africa once used to be such a wonderful continent. But the white man came and alongside him the elements that contributed towards the loss of our once wonderful heritage. This poem explores some of the effects of Africa accepting to welcome foreign cultures. Enjoy.

BEAUTIFUL MRS. AFRICA

Oh! Mother Africa, mother of strong dark people

Oh! Africa, a land where life was once so simple

Hail, oh! Mrs. Africa the beautiful

The mother of cultures so colorful

Beautiful Mrs. Africa, behold her captivating eyes.

Africa, mother of beautiful strong buxomly women

Africa, mother of handsome strong muscular men

Africa, why did you divorce your heritage?

Africa, why should you live in bondage?

Africa, mother of beautiful strong buxomly women

Africa, your daughters once were the pride of men

Who taught your daughters to be as slim as snakes?

To be as slender as the eels of the great lakes

That the lightness of a cat is true beauty

Who taught your daughters to hawk chastity?

Africa, mother of handsome strong muscular men

Your sons once used to be the pride of heaven

Who taught your sons one wife is enough

And doing women’s chores is being tough?

Who taught your sons to speak through noses?

And to adorn themselves as garden roses

Mrs. Africa, why did you divorce your heritage

And chose to live in such a cruel bondage?

Africa, mother of strong dark buxomly women

Africa, mother of strong dark muscular men

Will your eel of daughters ever grow manhood?

Will your pigs of sons retain their warrior hood?

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OLD DOCTOR FOX

There are those people who are in very prestigious positions in the society e.g. doctors, politicians, leaders, etc. Some people misuse their title just to get money but do not care how they do their job or the outcome. But these same people are the ones who are quick to condemn other hardworking people of poor performance. They also do everything as to make those who are in their power to lead a miserable life e.g. exploitation, contempt etc. Such are the ones depicted in this little humorous poem. Read on.

OLD DOCTOR FOX

This doctor Fox was so many years old

Yet still had the handsomeness of gold

His maid-servant was a one beautiful mouse

Together they lived in a magnificent house

His house majestically stood on a high hill

And all his long life he never was ill

This very old doctor fox

Knew all of his country folks

He was a doctor for all the beasts and birds

He put on his specs and he used big words

He felt the pulse, and then he looked mighty wise

He pulled out his watch and he shut both his eyes

He grabbed his hat and he grabbed up his cane

Then “blam”, went the door, he was gone like a train

This very old doctor fox

Knew all of his country folks

One time a one mister lion fell very ill

In his lonely bed he weakly lay very still

Too much of young pig, too much of old pig

Too much of every animal which is so big

He was as near dead as so near being born

And he weakly lay seemingly so forlorn

This very old doctor fox

Knew all of his country folks

Mister lion he groaned, mister lion he growled

While Mrs. Lion and the children just howled

Old Doctor Fox took out his tool, Mr. Lion to lance

He pierced mister lion till it made him prance

Then he grabbed up his hat and grabbed up his cane

“Blam”, went the door, he was gone like a train

This very old doctor fox

Knew all of his country folks

But the very following day mister lion died

When they told doctor fox, he just scratched his head

“If persons get well or if persons get worse

Money got to come into old doctor fox’s purse,

Not for what folks do, but for what they know

Do the folks get paid” and fox laughed low

This very old doctor fox

Knew all of his country folks

Old doctor fox’s maid-servant the beautiful mouse

Was never out of doctor fox’s magnificent house

She always cooked very sweet food

Her job was always done very good

But to old doctor fox she was a servant and a wife

And in his house she lived a very bitter life

This very old doctor fox

Knew all of his country folks

Doctor Fox used to tell poor beautiful miss mouse

Who was never out of his magnificent house

“Folks get paid, for a job well done,

But you never did anything fine.”

But beautiful miss mouse could not go anywhere

Circumstance had forced her to remain there

This very old doctor fox

Knew all of his country folks

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