Like the flowers bloom after the rain
So did my love for you start to reign

Like the moon adorns the night with its glow
Your love beautifies my life and makes my heart beat in slow-mo

My love for you is like a bee, stinging every side chick
But granting you my love the sweetest of honey

I could steal the sun and hide the moon in a cave
Just to make your shine lighten and brighten the world

I'd dry up the oceans and the seas
Just so the world thirsts at your feet

Everyday, I sing along with every bird that I love and want you
Not the sun or the moon, but the adorable you

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I wished this day could be spent differently
I wish we could sit facing other, smiling childishly
At every jokes and those silly memories
That we have made since the start of our journey to eternity

I wish I could hold your waist while we danced
Dance away all of the tears we ever had
All of the tears we ever shed, all of the broken hearts
While we raise toasts to our future from afar

I wish we could sit by the riverside exchanging talks
Talks of how much blessings we have brought
To each other's lives on our journey of love
I wish this day could be different my love

But, my love for you is not restricted to a day
My feelings are beyond what I could express in a day
The celebration of love is more than what could be celebrated in a way
When we get done with the drugs, let's celebrate our love in the grandest of ways.

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Like the beauty of the brightest smile
When the soul is joyful and the mind light
You fill me with happiness, joy and light
You are the moon for me on a star filled night

When the dark clouds hover above my world
And at every attempt to rise, I slip and fall
You are my emblem of hope, my biggest support
You kindle the fire of my dreams, you are my comfort

I'm one, yet you give me the strength of two
In the history of love, none but ours is true
From this day until my last, I'll always love you
Regardless of what the world says and every obstacles

Yeah, this is my declaration of endless love
Let the wind spread it to every corner of the world
Let them know this Seeker finally found love
And his tale shall be told for every generations to come

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Imagine this is a slow romantic song
We gently sway in rhythm with
Every musical note that hums
The deep messages the untold story
Of our eternal love conveys

Imagine this is a gentle spat
On the surface of the ocean of love
With love-esque droplets flying around
In slow motions like the lazy beat
Of our hearts when in each other's arms

Now stop to imagine, but feel
The undying love in my voice
When I call your name sweetly
Like it's all I've known to pronounce
Like a baby joyous at her first word

I hope my touch sends a message
Of undying love and trust
Reaffirming what you mean to me
When I gently run my fingers
Through every inch of your body

Let the droplets of our love
Water the earth like the morning dew
Let the stars align in our favour
Guiding every heart that seeks
To the treasure chest of our love
That abides in every heart eternal

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What if there is more evil in white
Perpetrated under the guise of peace

What if darkness is not evil
Or a stage for the devil and his cohorts

You are an extreme of black and white
You are capable of evil and good

You detest that which you see as evil
Until you become its adored master

You are powerless in front of what was
But you are the architect of what is to be

You have the authority of the gods
You are the master of what life becomes

You carry a share of the divine being
The universe bends to your will

Good and evil is what you think it to be
Do you and bask in the full glory of the god that you are

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I had a dream
That he was standing firm
Refusing to move an inch
Until justice is served to his murderers
Who thread the face of earth like conquerors

I had a dream
That he stands without support
Crossing both arms across his stomach
With his gaze fixed on his killers
Wondering if they'd ever shoot at him

In my dream
He still wore a cardigan
With blue and white stripes
Overlapping at intervals
Perhaps his spirit was prepared for a cold death on that day

I saw him
He had that multi coloured short
With the last slide that he wore
Yes, on it was written "supreme"
He cries, "I'm Isiak Jimoh and I want justice"

I had a dream
That in heaven, some souls want peace
That can only be gotten from justice
For justice is the harbinger of peace
At least, that little we know as a young generation

Justice in our land
Justice in our affairs
Justice in our institutions
Justice in our fatherland
Is that even too much to ask for

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Shining bright is the light of heaven we adore,
Flagged left and right by twinkling lights that adorns,
The dark nights with beauties without flaws,
Like beauty of oceans seen from their shores;

Under these divine phenomenon I stare blank,
Into the vastness of the sky looking calm,
With my soul feeling the peace in Afghanistan;
Thoughts roam my mind in successions, haphazard.

My mind wanders around the wonders of earth,
Mountains, hills and valleys precious as pearls,
Seas, oceans, rivers and lakes elegant as terns,
Trees, shrubs and bushes swaying in a cadence.

My mind travels through the cascades of good,
And the sophistical array of evil that men do,
For without evil, how then do we measure good,
Without pain, what would ever be there to soothe.

My mind tours along the lines that divide;
Humans into lowborn and highborn, black or white,
Winning so much over love that should bind,
Our minds and make humanity soar high.

My mind travelled through the lands of questions,
Lost at times in the realm of ignorant gods;
Seeking answers from deities that knew them not,
Hoping someday, like an oasis, answers will gush forth.

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Unlike Richard Cypher, I wield a mighty pen,
Believing I was chosen by the God of men,
To seal rifts, build bridges and adore them,
To revive souls, heal hearts and revive them,
This, I seek to do in the world of men;

On the pages of history, I seek to be the writer,
I seek to be the pen on its blank sheet of paper,
I seek a tale in every page as you turn to another,
I seek more than a mention, a paragraph or a chapter,
I seek to write history from the perspective that matters;

The world wishes to be rid of injustice,
But you've known men since ages,
Would they ever thrive in justice;
Can they ever make peace with their vices;
For their sake, I seek to be their holy writ.

I seek to be the sun that shines bright,
Healing every heart that suffers a blight,
I seek to be the hand that makes right,
Every wrong that the world fights,
I seek to be me, an ever shining light.

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For long, oblivion had me in its claws
I begged for mercy, a moment of succour
That I may write again and gain my freedom
From that which puts my art to a stop.

Tell the world that Seeker is back
From pure nihility that made me blank
And starved my pen of its gracious dance
Making all my effort at poetry bland.

It does feel good to be back at night
When the sky is brightened by its many lights
Giving me my brightest smile in a while
I tell this amazing tale under the moonlight.

My pen strolled chivalrously out of my file
Grandiloquently, I hummed some rhymes
That formed the close of every of my line
Wow! It feels good to be back at this, sigh.


I hope the days of yesterday never return,
For I cursed them all while I mourned;
I hope the days of yesterday never return,
For I am back and I just want to write more.

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A dirge plays loud all night long
Deafening the ears of those who mourn
Tears streaming down, their faces looking forlorn
With their hearts broken and their souls, hurt.

The reality of death makes me wonder
If at life, there'd ever be a second chance
To see our dead, for a day, then another
Or once they are under, our tale is over.

We never ever wished for this life
Not for the pain, not to see someone die
Not for the failure, even after we had tried
Not for the troubles, then after, we die

I have a note I'd take on when I die
Bury it with my body enshrouded in white
I have just one question on it, WHY
I don't know if I'd get an answer, but WHY

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