Among all my enemies
There is none, i have fought as hard as this one
Always with me
Consoling me with discouragement and hatred
Adapting to several readjustment i decide to make.
Its infact always active alive, as much as i am also
What a friend indeed!
I have always asked myself
Where did his ever ready strength come from
And got a reply question that
‘Where did mine come from too’
If we were friends,
I bet you, we will be the super best of our kind
but since we are foes,
we are always the best ones alive
yet i cannot run from it,
Neither can i neglect it and its pain
for me to remain human
i must bear its stings.
THE BOY WITHIN ME
Though small in size, but graced with enormous strength
that dreams get shattered, visions get blurred
and sleepless night reign because of dissatisfaction and frustration.
Yet i cannot do without it
For even with its bites, Its still guide me
With the unpleasant smell, the strength to live, comes alive
Now i know, its a blessing to the humans,
But it won’t be recognize until the right heart is placed.
And the right glasses in which the eyes look through, positioned.