Talking to myself through poetry #Poems #Songwrites
Home » Nigeria Blogger » Poems By A Nigerian » Christian Poem » Faith
There is a goal and a vision
You should die for.
No simile nor metaphor
But religious.
It is a tool for a mission
To heal a sore.
Understanding a religion,
Need little seeds.
But to believe and trust on
Needs stronger minds.
For the heavenly souls to tour;
And aim at us.
I hear the mumbles and whispers I hear you say I am a broken fryAnd I am weird when I laugh or cryI know you…
Have you seen my Enyinanya !His heart is where my life liesSupplier of stomach butterfliesNanya is the air I breathMy sugarplum, so I thought….Until clogs…
Yes! she is beautifulAnd oh yes! It is trueBut mallow is evilSaying, mirror mirror!Her eyes are wild openYet she just wrecks the coneA proud witch…
You are a Swan, sweetest of wineBeauty of a peacock, an immortal luckThe carnation in ample of an appleAnd a sparrow of the Cupid’s arrow.…
e-Paper Poetry of Vinx 