I kept off my God ..I deserted him..I feel the terror..the wary..it’s bitter…I’ll be back
Time Gutted My Wish!
Immanuel”Keep out of all scrimmages and reach out to the hungry for they pray just for that,.I never had met such a lady with a heart so compassionate.. Her hands very cozy..to be continued
Dad kept dumb..😢😢
When my ageing dad would speak and say nothing, I felt robbed of my innocence for it was guilt that I would eventually be charged with..but my silence perhaps a desperate one in innocence!
Ssenyonjo Emmanuel John
OH! MY LOVE,OH!
I know my stretch- my confinements
Seeing the world in such a perplexed dimension today
Surely no more as the ancient one
So new and of brand
I long for a new eternity
The hustle, will take more than fortitude
The lonely way I know
I crave the life of prosperity
Rubbing shoulders with the elite
With all ammenties of man
who aspires for the most
Ah! There I walked, whilst
I lay myself down lane
Atop the sounding green pastures
And so loud as I cried
For a hand that I thought I
would be lent
All in vain, despair I got
I reckoned not
That my compatriots would not shield me
My revelation was a vivid light
Those laughs of the hungry angered hyenas
Showed me resilience
Never was that my fate
The hatred and injustice
As though I had your trust shattered
What ray of hope now? Save
For my momma’s love
So let you judge my deeds
Await my sorry,my love.
BY: SSENYONJO EMMANUEL JOHN.
KEEP the EGO!
I keep nervy so long a times whenever I anger my momma..I’m sure she would owe her life if I were decapitated…she’s such a haven ..love you mom
BINGO!
It never unleashes, lest it hurts you
It incarnates not, unless you do reckon of it
It indulges you right within it, for the utmost living
It hurts when they’re away, as times get inevitably unbearable
It’s inevitable for you at least feel it for someone
It’s generous( did I say generous) but still humorous
I need it ASAP you need it too
We all need it, for it’s love!
Ssenyonjo Emmanuel John
MANKIND UNKIND!
How black will darken
Human race ceased
Colour is faded-vague
My self decapitated
Zeroed merely to the ground
That desperate smile of skeletons
Aside the smell of flesh
Villains,no hero
Come home,lovely
Bid me farewell
Gaze,smile,laugh at my posthumous
Let your skull sob a tear
For the pathetic life I led
My oasis of tranquility
Now dreadful and dented
I saw your hopes gutted
Thinking of the disgust in truth
It smells fine
Peace in truth,prevail
Ssenyonjo Emmanuel John.
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me!
Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton
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