GUEST WRITER OF THE WEEK: ASABE ADAMZ

Its been a while since we had a refreshing taste of some new talents so i decided to spice up this radiant new month with a sizzling hot new talent in the creative writing block.
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Ladies and bloggomen i present to you the enigmatic ASABE ADAMZ

Life’s beauty

Standing on a hill;

She watched the sun come to life

Making everything bright and beautiful

The birds were singing

The trees swishing

Animals racing

Rivers flowing

Everything was alive

These were the sound of living

She marveled at nature

Oh life! What a beauty.

 Letter to a precious one

When the sunsets

The stars quit their hiding

And the moon comes calling

Then comes the clouds

And the overshadowing darkness

 All I can think of is you

Hoping you are safe

It’s been a long while

But my mind wouldn’t let go

If only you were here now

I would be with you

Staring, loving and caring

But things were not to be

I see you in my dreams

Cute little hands

Fingers and toes all intact

Smiling little cute face

Eyes exuding warmth

 My poor little one

You trusted me

But I couldn’t trust me

I know you lie up there

In His bosom

But I still feel a longing

Just to have you here

Hoping one day I hold you close

Sleep well my little angel

Till we meet again.

Violence; the pains

She looked at the dour faces

Live was full of phases

The forces took their places

Hands holding on to their maces

The violence would surely leave its traces

Hours later everywhere was still

Oh! Why did humans love to kill?

She prayed to have a sleeping pill

So she could wake

From this nightmarish lake

And find her with a smiling Jake

But now he was dead for her sake

Life had, had its take

Violence always only left heartaches.

Just that girl

A snob she might appear to be

Arrogant, proud and anti social

Uncaring and hostile you might think

Complicated and wrapped up in herself

But to her, she’s not

She’s an epitome of shyness

Intellectual and introverted

Full of passion for life

Timid she might appear

But brave in the spirit

She truly was

Violence she couldn’t take

And heart break she wouldn’t cause

There she sits patiently

Waiting and hoping

With all her heart

That you might just understand

And get to know the real her

One day, just one day.

            An ocean of love

Sins as red as crimson

Washed as white as snow

No blemishes, no condemnation

He sees them not

Neither are my shortcomings seen

I might have been broken and shattered

But His love has mended me

Sleepless nights caused by fear

Are all soothed by Him?

All these He did for me

Why you ask?

Because now I know God surely loves me

Min, body and soul

He loves me totally

An ocean of love all for me

More love than I can ever get

Even more than the world could ever offer

A life of hate is no more

It’s now an open book of love

All because of His ocean of love

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