🎂 Pendullum’s Song 🎂

Today the sun leans closer to see,
The birth of a soul carved in poetry,
A pendulum of words, you swing through time,
Tall and resplendent, your spirit sublime.

Dark as chocolate, yet bright as the flame,
Handsome in stature, adorned with a good name,
Grace in your steps, like rivers that glide,
With wisdom and truth forever your guide.

Your speech is a lantern, your tongue a lyre,
Each phrase you release sets hearts on fire,
God in your marrow, His light in your eyes,
You walk with His glory beneath open skies.

So here is a blessing for this noble day,
May favor and laughter light all your way;
Coach, poet, brother, and friend,
May God's goodness to you never have an end.

© Pendullum

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Broken hearts

Some broken hearts never mend,
Some memories never end.

Some hurt taste worse than lime,
Some wounds are beyond time.

Some tears will never dry,
Some ghosts will never die.

Sometimes you can't forget,
Sometimes you can't get over it.

Sometimes you just live on with the pain,
Sometimes even forgiveness is in vain.

Some broken hearts never mend,
Some memories never end.

© Pendullum.
Tribute to Don Williams

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Dear Marvel,

I see my future when I look in your eyes//my past becomes insignificant whenever you come around...

Just thinking of you makes my night bright//the thought of being loved by you makes me a better man...

I do not love you superficially like other men do//but devoutedly like a drunk his bottle of wine too...

I love you like all beautiful things should be loved//deeply & delicately, like the space between the body and the soul...

© Pendullum

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Beautiful imperfections

I love you,
not because you're perfect,
but because even your
imperfections are so,
so beautiful.

I love you,
not because you're the best,
but because you are willing
and working to be the best,
just for me.

© Pendullum

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Just weeks into your journey, storms rolled in,
But side by side, you chose to begin;
A life not built on ease or chance,
but on faith, and love’s enduring stance.

Through trials that came so early and strong,
You proved your hearts would still belong;
Not just in joy, but in the pain,
You stood and rose again and again.

Forty-one years have come and gone,
yet your bond shines steady, sure and strong.
A story of courage, love, and grace,
In your strength, we find our place.

Happy Anniversary

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A Love That Weathered Time

In honor of Mr. Felix & Mrs. Elizabeth Eze

Forty-one years, side by side,
Through rising storms and shifting tide;
You held on tight, through joy and strain,
Enduring seasons sweet and years of rain.

Five children raised with love so deep,
Through sleepless nights and dreams to keep;
Your hands have built, your hearts have grown,
A legacy that's well and truly your own.

You've faced the fire and walked the night,
Supporting each other through the fight;
The world threw shadows, tests, and fears,
But strong you stood—despite the years.

Not just in sunshine did your love shine,
But even in the dark, it proved divine;
In every scar, in every sigh,
You found new strength to unify.

So here’s to love that still holds true,
To all you’ve done, to all you do;
Not just a marriage—but a flame,
That time and trial could not tame.

Together, always, hand in hand,
You faced what few can understand;
Felix and Lizzy, what joy, what grace—
A bond the storms could not erase.

© Pendullum

Happy 41st Anniversary!
Your love is a testimony, your journey an inspiration.

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A Life of Quiet Fire

His name is whispered with respect,
A man whose path we all reflect.
Our Fidel—so strong, so deeply wise,
With love forever in his eyes.

Since two thousand and one, he took a vow,
He still holds it firm, still keeps it now.
Through every year and every test,
He gives his all, he gives his best.

He traded dreams for daily bread,
And held in tears he never shed.
He walked through fire without a sound,
So we could dance on safer ground.

As morning comes, he rises again,
To face the sun, to bear the strain.
No riches claimed, no titles sought,
Yet wealth in love is what he brought.

His hands may show the years gone by,
But in his heart, the eagles still fly.
He built a world where we could grow,
With faith that only fathers know.

To our Fidel—husband, father, guide,
A quiet strength we hold with pride.
A life of quiet fire, a soul so pure,
With honor worn and love so sure.

© Pendullum

Written for Mr Fidel Onwumelu at the
behest of his wife, Dr Ifeoma Onwumelu,
on the occasion on their 37th Wedding Anniversary.

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I and my father are one...

We are little branches:
bent, bruisded, broken,
yet thriving and
growing from the crevices
of a time gone by and
an era yet to come.

We are light and darkness,
yet our differences make us
exactly the same, as we transcend
the seemingly irreconcilable differences
between his personality and mine.

We are two but we are one.
We share the same weaknesses
and fall for the same flaws;
Yet I am better than he is,
and he is more than I'll ever be.

I may pretend to be
my own man all I want;
But what am I, if not mainly
a replica of his DNA;
a collection of his
best and worst parts?

© Pendullum
Happy Father's day.

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With sultry eyes that fix
leaves macho men gasping ,
Sweet laughter that sends shivers
down thousands of spines,
And a mesmeric smile that turns
ordinary carbon into diamond.
You are beautiful beyond measure,
Pure and pristine inside and out,
The rarest of rare jewels,
With a heart of gold and
Silly skin like sapphire,
A woman Kings would kill for.
Now I know why the
second stanza of our
former national anthem
began with the words:
Oh God of creation,
You are proof that indeed,
God dey create!

© Pendullum

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Everyone says I dodged a bullet with you,
but I think I shot the gun;
Everyone says you'll be the death of me,
but I think I died long ago.

© Pendullum

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