The worst prison with maximum security a man can put himself in, is the prison of HATRED and UNFORGIVENESS.

You might think you are free and going about your normal daily duties but as long as you harbor hatred and unforgiveness  in your heart, mind and spirit, you are a prisoner in a maximum security facility.

You do not harm anyone by your hatred and unforgiving heart. No one has ever increased in wisdom, wealth and worth by living an unforgiving life.

Hatred blinds you from seeing good in other people. Many have died because they could not forgive the slightest provocation and offense.

May you not tread the path of HATRED and UNFORGIVENESS.

You need a sound heart and a sound mind to live a sound life.

J B ESHUN, 2013

YOU ARE BREATH TAKING!

Your eyes are so charming
I can't stop watching
Your beauty is breath taking
Men gasp for more breath
When you walk past them
You attract every available attention
Where ever your presence is

Your eyeballs
Are like freshly
Polished pebbles
Like smooth pearls
From the bottom of the sea.

Your steps 
Are immaculately calculated

You are well adorned with costly apparels
Your choice of colours
Reveals your taste for undying beauty

Your are breath taking!  

COMMENT LIBÉRÉ L’HOMME

COMMENT LIBÉRÉ L’HOMME

Comment libéré l’homme

Qui est en chaine

Comment libéré l’homme

Qui est enchainé partout  

L’homme qui est lié á son hier

L’homme qui a peur de sa demain

L’homme qui a peur de sa proper vie

Comment libéré l’homme

Enchainé á sa colère

Enchainé á sa douleur

Enchainé á la haine

Enchainé á l’amertume

Comment libéré l’homme

Qui est á la recherche de sa liberté

FREEDOM

Freedom comes to those who forgive

No matter how free you are
You are never free until you forgive
You are never free until you let go of that pain
You are never free until you let of the past
The past is a cancelled cheque
You can never cash it anywhere in any bank

Freedom will come to you
When you forgive
Freedom is knocking on your door
Waiting for you to forgive

Your forgiveness will open the door to freedom.
Forgive
 

MY DEFINITION

MY DEFINITION
I have come across many definitions of the African woman
Many have bordered around the colour of the African woman
Many songs have been sung
To glorify the colour of the African woman
Many more poems have been written
To sing the praises of the colour of the African woman
There have been many more paintings and sculptures about the colour of the African
Than one can think of
The gorgeous attire of the African woman
In many colours have never escaped
The eyes and imaginations of many writers, poets and artists
In every sense and breadth
The African woman is an epitome of modern beauty and style
Her gorgeous and well calculated steps are mesmerizing
Her body shape and contours are breadth taking
They leave men gasping for more oxygen
The beauty of her eyes depicts the fineness of the African rich precious diamond
The outlook and presence of the African woman attracts
All available attention
My definition of the African woman:
The heart of Africa
The quintessence of beauty
The motherhood of Africa
The pride of Africa
The African woman that has the heart
The size of the worlds’ ocean
Big enough to accommodate the biggest creatures
She accommodates variety without confusion
A heart of orderliness
The African woman has a heart
As refined as emerald
As tough as diamond
As smooth as pearls
From the bottom of the sea
The African woman indeed has a heart of gold
Kind and tender,
Ever loving
My sweet African woman!

WHEN LOVE GETS SCARY

When Love Gets Scary

I want to tell my story

When I met this lady
She was so charming
Adorable, Gorgeous, Sparkling!
She possessed everything
A man would desire
Beauty, respect, wisdom!

I could toss and turn on my bed at nights
Not because of a nightmare
But the thoughts of this beauty kept me awake
Night on end
I will sit dreaming
Whiles others dream in their sleep
I was dreaming with my eyes wide open
I over worked my heart and eyes
They went beyond their normal working hours
I denied them rest for the sake of one beauty!
Everything about me changed
It was hard for me to realise,
I was walking in the shadows of a fanthom.
I was full or smiles
I looked forward to daybreak every night
So i could be with "my love"
I was living in my own imaginary world
Created by this new "love"
A world no one could live in
Except two souls living in an imaginary one body
A world that could not stand the test of time
Everything happened in a flash

Soon the centre could no longer hold
Love was gradually getting scary
Every moment spent together was now a regret
The "I wish I never met you" became the commonest statement

When love gets scary
Lovers become enemies
Treasured moments become regrettable moments
Time spent together become time wasted

When love gets scary
Scare love away!!!

LOVE

Love so pure and clean

Love so clean and spotless

Love so spotless and heartwarming

Love so heart warming and peaceful

Love so peaceful and adorable

Love so adorable and refreshing...

Loves so refreshing, refreshing the heart in pain

Love so refreshing , refreshing the troubled heart

Love so refreshing, refreshing the broken heart

Love so refreshing, refreshing the fragile heart

The fragile heart that needs love

The fragile heart that wants love

The fragile heart that desires love

The fragile heart that longs to be loved...

WHEN I THOUGHT I WAS IN LOVE

                                                          When I thought I was in love.

When I thought I was in love

My ears were closed to any admonition or counsel

My eyes were closed to any vision or sight

My mouth was closed to any communication or speech

When I thought I was in love

My emotions lost direction

My feelings lost their persuasion

My feet lost their steps

My mind lost its thoughts

When I thought I was in love

My world around me became tensed

The air I breathe became stale

The light around me became dim

When I thought I was in love

My life was headed in one direction

I was on a lonely path

Walking all alone

I wish I stopped for a moment

I wish I stopped for a reflection

Where was I going?