If only water could dilute you then I would prefer being aquatic,
If only a dose of your killer would get you off my heart,
Then I would overdose it,
Am running out of tears cause the feeling of you in me is so intense.
Making it hard to fall for happiness,
You took away my nights of sleep forced me to embrace you,
Pain who are you and what do want from me,
Ain’t you tired of the troubles you cost me,
Ain’t you tired of draining the wells of my tears,
Ain’t you tired of giving me doubts n fears,
Ain’t you satisfied even after happiness dumbed me.
Ain’t you tired of giving me restless nights.
Pain please leave me alone,
Pain can you hear me?
I don’t need you in my life
Pain ain’t you tired of shrinking my gains,
And killing all my inner powers,
Pain what do want from me?
You’ve corrupted my mind with past memories to honor your presence,
Am gaining losses and losing my senses,
Pain, I am writing this to you, please let go of me,
I found Peace as my true love.
What is Love without Sacrifice?
What is love without going out of your way for others,
What is Love without paying the prize for others selfishness?
Paying the Prize for Our iniquities.
Love is not Love without your sacrifice on that cross,
Love is not Love without your blood that was shed to cleanse Our Souls.
Love is not Love without your death that gave us life
Love is not Love without the pain and suffering that earned us forgiveness.
Love is not Love if he didn’t give us his only begotten son to die for our sins.
God is Love
He is kind
He is selfless
He never fails
He is humble
He is truthful
He is faithful
Love is not Love it was not for him
Love is Love when we believe he lives inside of us.
Love is Love when we accept, Believe, and Confess that He died for us and we should live for him.
Love is love when I sacrifice My desires to Glorify Him,
Love is Love when I choose to walk through the Righteous paths,
Love is Love when I share it with others,
By preaching the good love of the Father,
God is love and Love is Love when he lives inside.
noel the poet 2019
I Hope this finds you well, am sure we never met but am writing this hoping and praying one day i will meet you, i have longed for that day, i have a question though, Do i have to be rich to get to you? cause i hear many people saying that they are saving for the future, is that what you told them, that they have to save to meet you, cause it has never been easy for me but i keep trying, i hope you will answer me when we meet, someone told me that today was you 10 years ago and as we keep getting closer to you, you always move,why wouldn’t you just stop so that people could find you, do you know that billions of people work hard save up, build up their lives invest so that they can get to you alive and rich and many of them end up dying and all the efforts goes in vain, its only few who make it, i heard you and Tomorrow got married, how did you guys met was she your PA cause every time we try to get to you we must first find her, she not easy to find, she is a rare gem i should say, you seem lucky, i heard that your generation are the young kids i see on our streets, and i keep asking myself how old are you? you must be old enough to have a generation of kids, people here say that your world was named after you, how are people looking like there,i guess i have a lot to ask,i hope you will get to read this and write back, Even if you don’t i will still write to you.
Your Past, My Present.
On her face were the colors of a rainbow
But deep inside her, was a dark hole with a lonely shadow,
Her colors weren’t expectations of rain,
But to cover her inner pain,
She is a full woman to the world
But broken inside,
She had all the fame to earn her pride
But she was hollow and lonely inside,
They liked what they saw on her pictures
Followed every moment she could cupture,
The same world that she hoped to find a future,
Didn’t know her inside was made of a suture,
Cause on her face were the colors of a rainbow
But deep inside her, was a dark hole with a lonely shadow.
She was told to follow her Heart,
Every time she did, her life became an art,
An Art from the Artist heart,
But no one knew the Heart that inspired the Art,
Her inside were fears,
The colours on her face were signs of tears,
@Noel the Poet 2018
photo credits Pinterest.
There comes a time
in every rightly
life when he has a
raging desire to go
somewhere and dig
for hidden treasure.
~ Mark Twain ~
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Quote by Mark Twain.
Posted by noel the poet Kenya
Her beauty was magnificent,she stood on the Savannah seeking attention and hoping that at least she’d be noticed and showered with flattery,but even he didn’t see her,she wasn’t his kind,his kind of beauty was staring from behind mesmerized by his behind and all she beheld from her kind.
Photo Credits : Noel the poet
At : Tsavo East National Park, Voi,Kenya.
Photo taken on : 26th September 2018
© noel the poet 2018
There are moments I’d look around and really appreciate how nature’s beauty compliments God’s creation,from the strike of the morning rays to the fading sunset sun. Ain’t it beautiful?Take another look at it. Recently I explored one of the most intensely breathtaking landscapes in Kenya and at peak of one of the hills that spans through Taita Taveta county is a hidden gem. Ladies and gentlemen I give you Lake Challa. A crater lake that spreads it’s water through two East African countries;Kenya and Tanzania. Words wouldn’t do it’s description justice,Just take pause and soak it all in.
Photo credit : Noel the Poet
Date taken : September 27th 2018
At : Lake Challa. Taita Taveta County. Kenya.