Die Alone

Sometimes the phrase "die alone" seems easy
Dont think its possible

Not because you cant do it
But because you failed to look

Or even tried to search
For a happy ending

It would be easy to pretend
Like the whole world hates you
And you could never amount to anything

But at the end of it all
What battle are you trying to win

Thàt you have totally lost your humanity
To the depressed status

That has clouded your mind
Makes waves of pointless imaginations

Making way to the darkest corner of your soul
Spreading the virus
You cant control

If you really wanna die alone
Loose yourself to the demon

But before you do
Think about it

Cause you were never alone
To begin with

To not let what you create
Be the death of you

Die  alone
Your choice
                   Diu

Days that dream

It's been a year
Since this all started
Every dream was a dream
A vision just an imagination

I thought by now it would all be easy
I didn't have to create
That hard part in this story
Make up for all the lost time

To experience the taste
Of little freedom
To live a life
Of complete achievement

But all I've done, is worry
About a future
That's not mine to write
Never was to start with

Without the writer
Am just a character
Without a story line
With no ending

His work has just began
My story is yet to be done
Just give him a little time
And the story will be told

The Heart Of Men

The heart of men
Is tested by the sneer of the wicked
The depth of thousands
Is established by the mouth of one
The redemption of souls
Is glorified by the maker of life

Though the thousand
Have broken the realm
Of the unseen
The doomsday has shaken
The tides of conflict

The concept of life
Is hidden  in the belly of the unknown
The faithlessness of men
Is washed by the blood of dreams


Yet no man dared to
Conflict with the spirit
 To fight the winless fight

LIFE

           LIFE

A valley of unchained wolves
A den of hungry lions
Waiting to devour the very depth
Of your young soul


A place of unfair generosity
That makes the temptation
Rise in the number of failures


A time for wounded souls
Waiting for the flies
To quench its thirst
On its running veins


A lifeless water
Waiting for the staff
To strike it
Yet with all this
What really has changed?


Life is not a prison
But a lesson
Life is not a pit
But a pathway

Only those who have learnt its secret
Can walk through it
Unscarred by the very flames
That consume it

Life we say is a journey
But how many of us

Are ready to walk this path?

To risk it all
For that one chance
That last breath
That one ride

Till we drop
All the past
And the negativity

Only then are we
Able to view the light ahead



This journey of ours through life
Has yet to began
So how ready are you?

#the rough life behind the good life

I stumbled upon
A new kind of life
Shown to the world
By a new kind of art
   

          

   

Photo credit: Otum photography

Model : Collins

This is the crazy art of Samuel Otum

A student of Godfrey okoye university

Sociology department

   Watch out for more!!!!!!!

  

Born To Succeed

From the beginning of time
I had been reminded of my failures
Before th world began
My insecurities had been laid before me


Without a second look
I had been told off by my flaws
Whisked away by that shame
Which had never been a part of me


My thoughts and actions
Used to judge the very person
I am yet, to be
Without believing that I was born for greatness



With just a matter of time
The world would be my play field
The air, my stage
And life my game
Without a doubt
I was born to succeed

The Month Of Love

The place of beautiful bliss
A time of different lovers
A warm yet cold feeling
Of waiting times that care



We have killed the very essence
Of showing true affection
Getting someone to look at you
With joy in their eyes




The month of love
Where the heart is wild
To celebrate the chance
Of total freedom to love


No matter how alone you feel
No matter how things don't work out
No matter how scattered it all seems
There's always that divine love
That gives strength no matter what


Share your love with everyone you see
Give your life to that love
You cannot seek
Make it everyday,a part of you



Love yourself
Love your friends
Love without any care
Open your heart to it


I cannot explain it all
Without getting the wrong ideas
But without a doubt
I know am loved
What about you?
                  Diu

# No Comment

There's always a story
About a certain person
Who's dream about becoming someone
Is killed by that special one


Where the next doctors, scientists and other
Are killed by the words of just a normal man
With th mouth of a lion
Whose only job is to destroy that soul


Have you ever raised your esteem
Higher than the mountains
But yet that little serpent
Taps the very soul out of you


Your mind is somehow wired
To that very mouth that breaks you
Even if it's not just one mouth

But what else can you do
To break that bond of sadness
That captured that weakness
You never thought you had


All you need is a band of fire lighters
Filling you with the great karma
Stopping you from letting go
Of every good thing that makes you grow


It's might not be easy
Never said it was
But you will die
If you never tried
So never listen to what breaks you
#no comment.
                                 Diu

Thank You

We wake up every morning
Expecting our universe
To give us everything good
And when it doesnt
We curse it,  and think it doesnt like us
If i thought everytime about that
I have been served injustice
By mother universe
I doubt,  i would live to tell the tale
 The thunder of anger
Would probably have smite me
Its not that we can control what we do
Or what happens to us
We just have to take it as it comes
Not standing to complain about it all
I know its been a while since my last post
But i sit to think about everything that led to it
It showed me that i was being a little brat
I always thought about what didnt go my way
Rather than be thankful for what did
The more we are thankful
The greater we are to receiving
That all mother universe needs
Not ungrateful little beings
Complaing every second, minute, day, week, month and year
The same way a man needs a thank you
For his hardwork
So those the universe
You might ask who receives the thanks
But it doesnt matter
All that does is that
Thankful thought from
The thankful heart
To the thankful lips
Thanks to everyone
                  Diu