As I Watch You Grow

Do you know how much you mean to me?
As you grow into what you will be.
You came from within, from just beneath my heart.
It's there you'll always be, though your own life will now start.
You're growing so fast it sends me awhirl, 
With misty eyes I ask, Where's my little girl?
I know sometimes to you I seem harsh and so unfair, 
But one day you will see, I taught you well because I care.
The next few years will so quickly fly, 
With laughter and joy, mixed with a few tears to cry.
As you begin your growth to womanhood, this fact you must know, 
You'll always be my source of pride, no matter where you go.
You must stand up tall and proud, within you feel no fear, 
For all you dreams and goals sit before you very near.
With God's love in your heart and the world by its tail, 
You'll always be my winner, and victory will prevail.
For you this poem was written, with help from above, 
To tell you in a rhythm of your Mother's heartfelt love!

 

By Kay Theese

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/as-i-watch-you-grow#ixzz3ArSPnR78 
Family Friend Poems 

 

for Adaora

THE LUCKY ONE LEFT

60 seconds in a billion hour
that's how long i hunger

A single glance from a summer shower

It's all my expression needs to get dour

Waiting saps me of my power

All i can do is scream and glower

Galaxies keeps you fairy  bloom like flower
With hopes heightened like a tower
Awaiting sweetness around a bower
While i await my big moment
You is the lucky one
The galaxy beams promises forever

While like a penny waiting for a change i feel
With loneliness and hurt my bane
You is the lucky one i say and cower

Fresh events you seek and embrace

A greener knowledge you clasp

A brighter life you find

While moments pass and hopes shifts
With new grounds conquered
I play the waiting game
The experience leaves me sour

I hope you know

You left and keep me waiting

Waiting on you  forever

Till you be back I’ll wait all over

you is the lucky one

THIS LOVE HURTS

This feeling keeps me bound
My mind remains entangled
Your thoughts latches my shackles
This memory is my bolt

Something in me want to scream
The still in me is letting loose
This feelings my prison has become
This like my cage has empowered

He took the keys to my cupid
I'm locked up in my feelings
He refused to let out my will
He fumbles with my feelings like in a football match
He kicks at the arrow like a penalty shoot

Oh please help find him
tell him I'm tired of this limbo
Beg him to set my soul free
Ask him to release my heart
Make him let me go

All i wanted is to be loved
Loosen this noose around my neck
Untie this knot in my heart
I ask that you show me love
Free me,love me, release this keys
Open this cage.

On the day before we died

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On the day before we died
Ghetto felt like heaven as we grew with pride
We were kids, beautiful souls, children of the most High
Fear of evil, future heros, afraid to tell lies

Talk about harmony, I remember how we lived
Mud castles and warrior stories we strongly believed
We felt loved and walked tall no matter where we roam
I would sleep off at the waziri’s and wake up at home

Firmly, We were family, like we shared the same hut
play husband and wife, police and thief till we get caught
Then retire home to eat from our mothers’ pot

Then things changed, we hung peace on our own iroko
Strangled our love with our own hands
Placed our hope on coma
And Left with tiny chance to heal our land

Now mum says i can’t play wit them and dad nods its true
Avoid kunle, sadiq, chima and Fatima too
That They have marks on their faces unlike you
With Different religion, language, tradition and school

But On the day before we died
We had the chance to live and avoid death
Forgive ourselves and put hate aside
And finally Wash ourselves of prejudice before the sunset

This is that day.

Sic.Nwanguma Ogo . Culled from Dtmiil.wordpress.com

Torn freedom (a tribute to Chinua Achebe)

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He pointed far east as he innocently asked  “where is that dark place?”

I couldn’t answer straight , because as at few days back my mind still battled between Hopes and Impediments,  but its dying.

I am a soldier, my fight began at the Anthills of the Savannah, my cause wasn’t to be a Man of the people nor to prove power, I wasn’t even married then, but then  Marriage is a private affair.

The few combats we won and the shots I narrowly escaped were signs that I was saved by an Arrow of God. Yes, I may have comfortably survived Dead men’s path but inside me I was No longer at ease.

Everyday I missed home, The Flute, The Drum.

I searched steadily for Civil Peace but somewhere inside, my heart told me Beware soul brother, its a “torn freedom”.

And finally, the day the fight was lost, the day a part of me was lost, the day I came home, was the day I realized that Things fall apart.  Although I haven’t given up, but I am tired.

And for my little grandson, the next time he pointed far east and asked me “where is that dark place?”

I simply smiled and replied There was a country.

In loving memory of Prof. Chinua Achebe (1930 – 2013)

as penned by:

Nwanguma Ogo (Sic) Culled from Dtmiil.wordpress.com

SILENT NOISE

In the still of the night
Through the whispering sound of the dark
I heard you call me
Your voice soothing like a spearmint herb
Calming my vibrating nerve

From the silent whistle of the trees
Among the sound of the chirping cricket
I got your message
That you still care and you listen

In the gentle breeze, i feel your touch
The chills running down my spine
Reminding me of how much i crave your warmth
Swelling my being with need

In the dead of the night, you awaken my spirit
Making my body come alive
The cold morning and the dripping dew
Just make me want you more

All I hear in this dark night
is your whisper,your breath and your moan
Another night has come
Gimme some silent noise.