Tuesday, March 23, 2010

Night out with First Love

She is my first love,
We were closer than the closest of friends,
We shared everything,
Food, water, air and all.

When she stood, I was upright,
When she lay down, so I was.
I touched her on the inside,
I was privileged to see everything inside her

She touched me at will,
She attempted to make me behave when I kicked,
We were so close knitted
And one day, she finally made me see this world
…my mother
For a long, long time,
Her legs were the only chair I knew
The only food I had was from her bosom.

She gave me directions for a long time,
She told me what to do, say, touch and where to go.
Then came a night that I chose where to go,
A place to see things and enjoy together

Not with the best of heels,
Wished she wore an Italian shoe
Not the best of clothes
Not with a Gucci or Prada hand bag
But we were together one night.

All through, I feel very proud to be by her,
We had a nice time in one of the best places
She sat gracefully with me like a lover,
With her ‘head scarf’ like the grand mom,
She sat at the bar with me,
We shared pop corn and drinks,
It was a very lovely scene.

I look around and saw couples,
People of the same age bracket,
They seem to enjoy their time too
But I also felt they were envious of me
Having a night out with my sixty-four year old mother.

She was not the most beautiful at the bar,
She’s probably not the most intelligent,
She was not tastefully dressed like younger girls
But she is my mother!
She made me one of the most intelligent,
A man that can afford expensive clothes and shoes,
She’s infact a great woman
Woman of honor and good charm
That night I learnt one thing,
It takes more than charisma to be great,
Competence and Godly charm are more than important,
It was a good night out
…with my sixty-four year old mother.

I love you mum

Sunday, March 7, 2010

I thought you always be mine

I thought I saw it all
I thought I knew you,
I thought you are all I need
I thought you'll always be mine.

Not many deserve the best
Not many do what they say
Not all that glitter is gold
I thought you'll always be mine

How time flies
How people forget
How people faint
I thought you'll always be mine

People try
People lie...
People die
I thought you'll always be mine.

I gave my word
I gave my time
I gave my life
I thought you'll always be mine.

I am hero, you call me zero
I am favored you call me failure
I'm full of praise you call me proud
I thought you'll always be mine