2012

The moon was high
When,with hope we jubilated
For the pure year
Which sparkled with hope
Yes,she was pregnant with the best

The worst came
Grenades,explosive attacks
Mudslides,accidents
Yet we persevered.
The best landed
Super highway,shining sportsmen
Battle victory against insurgents

The loss of national leaders
The twelve twelve mystery
Obama's re-election
Its been another leap year,2012

THE JOBSEEKER

When you bought me
I was fat
With nutritious rubber
But now,I am slim
I am your shoe sole

I was healthy full of calcium
But friction claimed it
I now squeak,scream
Everytime you walk
I am your bones

The sun wrinkled me
My smoothness been stolen
The moisture dried up
Your careless attitude is killing me
I am your skin

How red I am
My pure color has been eroded
By the dust I daily absorb
As you hustle up and down
I am your eyes

Keep on pushing
Ignore their petty complaints
Don't they know,you
Do all this for them?
Mr.jobseeker,stick by me
I am your will

CHRISTMAS

Midnight,stars bright twinkling
On top of we voices singing
Celebrating,a saviour is born
Jumping,we,up and down,till dawn

Morning,smartly dressed
Young and old
Bus stations flocked
All,in jubilation mood

Family gatherings,feastings
Parks,beaches vsitings
The needy,for,donating
Our differences forgetting

Once a year
A celebration of the Messiah
Brings an Elysian happiness
Thanks God,its Christmas

LOVENITIS

I have tried much
I have really tried
To unplug ma brain sockets
From this incessant power
I suffer from lovenitis

Angelic eyes,that
Me,looked her
Infected a wanting
Of a strange emotion
Its lovenitis.

My reasoning
Working
Talking
Walking
Has an element
Of her love,
She's the Lovenitis.

HEAVEN

Beautiful faces,smiling
From their mouths springs
Wonderful tones,soothing
Hearts,pumping praises
To the almighty creator
Marching,trumpets blowin
Army of peace,love
Marvelous place
Of everlasting life
Our souls,here,rest.

Ms. KOCH

On the podium
Glamorous she made
The sexy catwalk
As we cheered our lungs
For the slum beauty
She swung her attractive body
Her wet shining lips shaking
She sweetly expressed her ambitions
As her brain sparkle
With the hope of the crown
As her heart beat
With the revolution of the slum
Our hearts have been swept
By such a beauty the slum possess

THE LADY'S PREFERENCE

Made of lip longing sweetness
The chocolate argued
I am the most preferred by the lady
My breathtaking fragrance
The roses claimed
I am the most preferred by the lady
Presentable and attractive
The dress smiled
I am the most preferred by the lady
Then calmly came love
I wonder why the upbeat
Without me u would be
All useless to the lady