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#poetry#Nircle#Hello Nircle #community # Higher Love There are high hills, Even high mountains. My love is the highest— To love is my will. To joyfully take the pain, My true love never rests. Sacrifice is higher love, Even when paths get rough.
Every other day I quiver in fear My mind begins to comprehend it all Then I wonder if I do really hear For all that matters to me is the fall The fall of a nation that is all done Trying to pick the bits and pieces again Not a single soul can do this alone Every inch of the burden on the rain Then the cloud of all our burdens displayed Every step of the journey is spooky with pain Not minding the threats marched on and prayed Then combed the forest for the only key Alas! Alas! The journey was w...
May this fresh start bring endless joy, prosperity, and happiness. Wishing you a month as calm and peaceful as the sea, filled with laughter, love, success, and tranquility. #Nirclestories #blog #poetry #poetrychapter #sport #HappyNewMonth
When the going gets tough There's an inner light That makes things right It's just a little while Hold on the line Rely on Him for He is faithful To deliver the tasteful He began, with you He will finish, with you. @sailaabby718822 Photocredit: ai4theculture #Poetry #Storyteller #NircleFamily #Nircle #Creative #NircleStories #MyNircleFeeds #Poet #NircleFeeds #HelloNircle #BeUnique
it's surprising how the heart changes#Nircle#Poetry
This one was for Women's Day To the women who rise before the sun, And shine even when the day’s undone. With strength so deep, with hearts so pure, Your love, your power, will always endure. In the quiet moments, in the loudest roar, You carry worlds, yet ask for no more. Through every storm, you stand so tall, Reminding us that we can rise after every fall. From mothers who nurture, to daughters who dream, You are the fabric of every team. A sister, a friend, a warrior at ...
Hi, so I recently started learning poetry and I'd like to share some of the things I wrote during those period Now, I know it might not be a perfect piece but it's something that I want to be intentional about and I hope you love it. Check next post to read #Poetry #PoetryChapBook
#poetry I've mastered the locations of your divide not as a politician but as a guide for garnering a vote when you invite me over Your dress stretches short ,inspiring me to vie for the honey molasses majestically put ,I strive to harness them from under You cede to my idealism with the verbal honey of my manifesto as I campaign for the first of one term promised! My forth rivals the law's arm length on your campaign trail as you govern me from your rear. No need for a referendum,since our yea...
#poetry I mop up dry as ever,smiling and content with the effort I put in at getting almost every single drop of water 💦 and let out a sigh of utter content,Eyes closed i sputter blink furiously as I get drenched in water,wiping my brow with my hand I spin around in fury looking for who threw that water 💦,I reach for my towel and begin the tedious process of getting myself dry ,I am almost done when water hits me in the face with what can only be described as malice,I let out a bellow of p...
So this is life? A life that our mothers went through pain to bear. Nine months, not nine days nor nine hours of heavy load, To bring thee into this world, with all its pains and woes. The struggles, the strife, the endless toil, The moments of doubt, the tears, that boils Of sorrow, anguish, and hurt. The weight of responsibility, the stress, the fray, Is this really all there is to life's grand play? I think of all the dreams, the hopes, the fears, The sleepless nights, the endless tears, ...
#poetry The cauldron burns Yet still, fate hammering away intently and decisively,the melds molds and flaws becoming increasingly apparent,the final cast will determine it all. SIMU
#poetry The perfection is found in the imperfection,we were not meant to have flawless wrinkleless ,filter perfect pictures and realities,life’s joys truths are found in the imperfections that make us distinctly and uniquely human,those rough edges are what define humanity. SIMU
#poetry The perfect storm,the storm might undeniably undoubtedly be real but it sometimes masks people’s motives intentions and actions.the storm sometimes serves as the best cover for people to do what they really wanna do but have the storm as a very real but perfect cover. SIMU
#poetry You made me fully understand the meaning of the word impossible Impossible is the ability to not be able to stay away from you Like a moth drawn to a flame I just can’t stay away from you I am helplessly,hopelessly drawn to you Regardless of How far fast and in whatever direction I run everything just leads right back to you. SIMU
#poetry True love is like a flame in the wind,regardless of how strong the wind gets and blows at it,it still burns ever steadily,defiant of all the circumstances against it,no one thinks or expects it to last but surprisingly resiliently it keeps burning ,fueled by emotions that come from a deep place burning with an intensity no wind,tornado,tsunami can put out,a beacon of hope,faith,resolve and identity SIMU
#poetry My love for you is like an ebbing tide,sometimes seemingly receding, sometimes seemingly distant ,sometimes seemingly waning,sometimes seemingly fading but like an oceans tide ,it is ever present and surely and always returns with a certainty nothing on earth can ever question. JERRY KWATCHEY
"Ambulance" With sirens keening, lights aflame, A lifeline hurtles, swift and unashamed, The ambulance thunders, a guardian true, To rescue the fragile thread of life anew. Like messengers of mercy, the paramedics descend, With skilled hands and compassionate hearts that mend, They coax the flickering sparks of life to glow, And guide the wounded soul back to the world below. But sometimes, despite the frantic pace, The ambulance arrives too late, a heartbreaking space, Where death has alread...
#poetry Sensual music serenade my muse Volume right, the melody in my heart I make love with her on paper , my idea of intimacy They say poetry is prayer so I clutch the pen like it's rosary As I rewrite the gospel ,hymns of praise and adoration forth A fanciful experience of love that haunts, torments yet a tragic one that fulfills and liberates ; To marry her is to starve me the active craving of eternity ,the very thing that keeps me alive! So I linger in the grace of the weight of longi...
We are the very change we seek in the world. Within, Without. If all that is within us is light, But if there be no manifestation without; Then, total eclipse. And darkness covers the earth. And the world, in darkness. And gross darkness the people. Transform yourself and you see the light. The light is trapped within without. And all will be lit... When we are the glow. For creation is travailing until now, Waiting for yo...
If the wheel of time won't stop turning and allow you a break, be the water that turns the wheel and make it roll the way you want. If opportunity won't come your way, take your course and seek it out. ©El-fhun #poetry #nirclestory #hellonircle
How Gracious She is A woman is a lot of things. She is first of all a girl, a daughter and a sister. In most families around the world, she is to be the chef, an expert cleaner and the second mother to her younger siblings. A woman is a problem solver, a hardworker, and in so many cases, a multi- tasker. A woman is a nurturer, a life-giver, a comforter, a peace maker and a peace giver. She is courageous, audacious, luminous. She is a teacher, an influencer, a pacesetter. She is God's perfe...
•Life is abundant. And everyone receives whatsoever they give out multiplied unto their bosom in folds more than what they can, will ever give be it of good or of evil. For whatsoever a man soweth, that also shall he reap. •A stitch in time, saves time. A stitch by nine save a great deal of time. So, TEAM up. For Together Everyone Achieves Much. • Life force is ever moving forward, seeking for the new. Grow or you will be out grown. For while standing still, stagnation encroaches. Senes...
#poetry My eyes are sensitive at noticing sparkling and colourful stuff from a far i notice your majestically shadow walking through the warm sun you look royal even without your crown on , your black glowing skin says you're an African queen and the smile on your face tells that you're a happy African queen with steeze you watch your steps, oh can I lead your path ? hope you don't mind I spray you flowers to step on ? Under the sun is not a best place to talk to you.. oh! Your highness, I'...
They were dating, And were also courting. While we were ruminating. And also anticipating. They got married. We got isolated. And so they were elevated. While we waited. They were procreating. And we're also nursing. While we were worrying. And also believing. #poetry#Nircle, #missTobore#Nirclestories #Nigeria
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A balmy day it was when Deceit hid the coats No one saw, no one heard The screams, trimming through the trees Lured by allure while aroma beckons They went, sneering at the insight of the wise She was camouflage in innocence Masking the scent of her truth It came as no surprise When the silence paid obeisance to the air Scant seconds after they left the path. @sailaabby718822 Photocredit: StockCake #Poetry #Storyteller #NircleFamily #Nircle #Creative #NircleStories #MyNircleFeeds #Poet #Ni...
I am not the Pauper, Neither am I the Miser. I am not a stylist, Neither am I a model. I am not the bookworm, Neither am I the polymath. I exist in quantities. Energy is limited. I am not a nobody. Neither am I not real. #poetry#Nircle ©#missTobore#Nircle stories #Nircle feeds
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Not the neighbourhood thief, Neither the village dog known for the evil. The blaring of trumpets, The beeping of the alarm... The very speech [gossips, rumours]; assasinating his character. That very name he incurs upon himself, Casts an aura around him; a countenance upon him. And soon enough, his name spreads wide and far. Not always of his acts of duplicity, Not through his grave deeds. But through news that washes snow white. And picks its victim clean; every man of his manner of ...
I told them as the rivers ran, With silver tongues through ancient stone, That time, a river’s patient span, Can carve a path through the unknown. To continue... click link below. Don't forget to like & share. Sponsored by my Nircle Family. #poetry #blog #hellonircle #writingingprogress #readmynircleblog #nircleblogpost #nirclefeeds #nirclecommunity
Idle moments are creative moments. There comes a time in everyone's Life That loneliness hits hard. When idleness stares in the face. The peaks and troughs of every man's Life. When creativity is at its zenith. Thoughts to flee, get rid of it pursues. In the plight to wade it off. We seek company Of friends, relatives.... And companies come with their woes... Then, the regrets of lending out an invitation... Better we had stayed lonely. That still small voice that muses... That creative ge...
Enough of waiting, enough of fear, Of silent voices, unheard and unclear. Our hands are calloused, our backs are strong, We’ve built the world, yet we don’t belong. To continue...click link below. Don't forget to like and share. Sponsored by my Nircle Family. #poetry #blog #writingingprogress #readmyblogpost #nircleblogpost #hello #forum #nircleforum #nirclefeeds #nirclecommunity
You are a book with unwritten pages, A story waiting to be told. Don't let the ink of others define you, Write your own story, bold. Break free from the chains that bind, Shake off the weight of what's left behind. You are a bird with wings untamed, Fly high, and never be ashamed. Your voice is a melody, unique and true, Don't let the echoes of others drown you. Sing your own song, loud and clear, And let the world hear your voice, dear. You are a flame that flickers bright, Don't let the w...
Life's a train that's always moving fast, It won't wait for you to get your footing back at last. It's a river that's constantly flowing free, And it won't pause for you to catch your breath, you'll see. Just smile, life's not going to wait for you, To stop being weak, to stop feeling blue. It's a journey that's full of twists and turns, And it won't slow down for your doubts and concerns. So take a step, and then take another too, And keep on moving forward, that's what you do. Don't let you...
When doubt knocks on your door, with whispers cold, And fear creeps in, Don't let it in, don't give it space, Instead, open wide the window of faith. Let trust and hope, like sunshine bright, Pour in and fill, the dark of night, Let the warmth of conviction, like a flame, Burn away the doubts, and ease the pain. For faith is the key, that unlocks the door, To a world of possibilities, and so much more, It's the anchor that holds, in the stormy sea, And the compass that guides, to destiny. ...
It's a good day, today, The sun is shining, in a bright new way. The world is waking, with possibilities wide, A fresh beginning, where love will reside. It's a good day, today, To leave the past behind, and start anew on the way. To chase our dreams, and make them real, To spread love and kindness, and let our hearts feel. It's a good day, today, To take a deep breath, and let our spirits sway. To let go of worries, and trust in what's to come, To know that every moment, is a gift to some. ...
Last night I dreamt of you in my arms again It's been a while, you know When you left and never said farewell My heart is still empty, you know Just to let you know we shouldn't see again #poetry #HelloNircle #Beccangels
A house, Man. A house is built by man. Man is made by God. A house becomes old because of lack of maintenance. Man becomes old because of the stresses of life and sicknesses. A house is broken down. Man breaks down in distress. A house is to be redesigned. Man is to be rejuvenated. A house is to be rebuilt. Man is to be restored. #poetry#Nircle #Nirclestories #missTobore #Africanchallenges #Nigeria ©2024
#poetry She's the masterstroke of the creator divine An unjudgeable beauty , splintered in ebony's embrace And if beauty is a moral test , Then you the divine personage ,a defiant of comprehension and description Alter my webs of destiny and conjure my wildest desires, Summon me to your ways and try me to my limit Merit me worth a fragile gift at my lovers feet Cast me among flesh and bone , and let annals echo my name; A lover that rewrote the gospel with unfeigned romance! ❤️🌹 Dan...
BLOG POST___ TITLE: BACK TO WHAT ALMOST KILLED ME MINDFUL HINTS Should we surrender our security for friendship because we were taught to forgive? Will it be madness for us to drink the same poison twice? And call it Faith at work? What purpose will the value of our lives serve if we embrace toxicity which are constantly shed at us? INTRODUCTION The life we live and the growth we experience is as a result of the accumulation of both the impact of the bad and the good encounters in our...