Monthly Archives: August 2016
It’s a battle for survival
The feeling is more than seeing a trend go viral
Since nobody knows what’s beyond
We believe in now and careless about what’s gone
My thoughts are suicidal
Jesus walk….is a phenomenal prayer for recital
Pursue positive energy until you get infected
Primary symptoms of greatness “you have been Rejected”
A couple times you will get NO
Feed from the disappointment then bend LOW
And see what the lord can do don’t let GO
The hustle is not over until you BLOW
Your expressions are good enough to split a nail
Your expressions are bad enough to make you fail
Invest in you, receive the receipt and grab your balance
Receive the critique, restructure your ambiance
Do it, Start it alone, your hard work will create an alliance
I have 99 solutions for your 21 questions, call me a Liar
Keep these lines at heart, black bold lines are hard
My mind is ringing it’s a call from my dictionary
Call on hold- I keep thick words on stationary
This is art- I might keep these works in a library
Battle now for the hustle is your expression your mind works.
And as always thanks for reading…
MY LOVE (r)
by Sylvia Waindim – (Journalist, media/Human resource personnel, creative writer)
I woke up with a ring size shape on my face.On the side of my face just before my ear.I slept on my lovers chest the whole night so I got it.It didn’t feel like an engagement….diamond crusted kinda thing.
Its a wedding band size.I have never been married before but single people know the sizes and sides better trust me.But I can’t leave him,I won’t leave him.There is something about being that I don’t like in the closet of my life,of my love.
I don’t have a lot of love to give so i can only be a contributor in a love triangle. I can’t be am equal partner.The wife may be mad but I hope she understands that if he can take it off for me and put it on for her then im the one he has to pretend for.
I woke up with a ring size print on my face.Its not my ring.I touched it.It felt like my truth,my reality and the circumference of my love.
…and as always thanks for reading…
Up Next…My Black bold lines vol 2
She said “I hate it when I fail, why didn’t I get an A ” ?
She asked, “what are you doing B ”
Lying in my favourite position curved like C
I replied. She was angry getting a fail grade, a D
Get some change , let’s make bread and E
It was cold and windy as F
We were hungry and tired as F
Then she looked at me and said “G
Bread and egg won’t be enough for us G”
I tried to make some calls with my bar showing H
I stayed on the phone for too long she said “I…
Am hungry please, call your best friend J”
I said “it’s O.K”
Just one word took us this far, it starts with L
It was hard growing up, being a young M
Especially when you are a Yes man not N
I didn’t enjoy watching her cry , smh O !
Let’s go eat; I said. She replied, “please let me P
My mind was not at peace, I asked myself a lot of Q
Questions my brain couldn’t give me an R
Replies weren’t even my concern…
(To be continued…Broken Pixels Volume 3) check vol 1 below
…and as always thanks for reading…
They lifted it high, way up in the sky
If it’s serious and you know it then better try
Stay true and leave lies like men don’t cry
Stay focus and be you like you ain’t a spy
I don’t want to give you the wrong impression
Life has a lot already, scared of temptation ?
Keep a cool mindset pills will kill you and the depression
Invest in your mind by bailing your thoughts from detention
Laugh my ass out…
When they talk about haters I pass out
Feed from their fear while you hustle and cash out
It won’t be easy for real it’s hard to stand out
Convert the potential to kinetic
Spread out your energy like a free wi-fi straight out of static
Pray daily, love first, stay happy, for that’s the magic
Some things will never change,
So try not to solve them like it’s mathematics
No one man should have all that power
I don’t mean politics leaders are killing youths every hour
The word of God is silent prophecy is getting louder…
This is true, deep, and dirty our brains need to shower
This is not a rap if I had to I would spit fire
I just feel like you need to select your own desires
Don’t expect anything, let things show up like desiigner
They old won’t retire I am tired of these liars
We use to drive our dream cars made out of wires
We use to sit and group chat with real friends on old tyres
We use to count all stars at night, an attire for satire…
I am not done but we have a lot of feelings on Ruth
Pick out the relevant that which makes sense to you
Bon appetite, if your brain really need some food
Call this nutrition every ingredient was made with truth
Young souls, strong bones , tough muscles.i knew how complex it was going to be, way too complex I see bright lights on their faces with bullets falling off their pockets. Shoot! they can’t, they aim for goal but stock on picking crap from humble minds and feeding their pause mode with fake trigger happy moments … Young souls, strong bones, they keep smashing their teeth over what they have no idea about or thinking they really get it.
It’s amazing, life ! Yeah it is. Chances come but we still find chance to makes excuses of not using chances. I wonder!. They gave it to me, they said things about giving it to you so I gave it to you …I am tired of watching gods punching your mindset , giving you fake thoughts, directing you over and over again to cast your energy on long walks to no freedom. I am a God! Believe in him but see me as the reverse spelling for I hunt anything strange, for I am your best friend, I stay calm when am angry, wild out when I am happy and I know all your enemies but my memory is hate free…
Strong muscles, let them work , let them walk, let them help you talk , they will get so tired some day very tired you will need assistance. Battle with every second, minute, hour you have!. Don’t make excuses, don’t make them look foolish, why are you here? Tell me you don’t care , tell me you only share because you see share…yes some people are like that… find your purpose, don’t fake one, don’t assume one, don’t copy one, don’t !
…and thanks for stopping by
I don’t know why
We run, we cry , step away from things closer to our hearts or die…my mind is full of crazy ideas you can’t buy, can’t even drop it from or on a blog but I try. Who are you fooling, why do they walk around with fresh leafs and leave ours to dry…I can see danger, oops ! Please take away the D all I see is anger, we made it out of that road with no street lights still they want things darker..
I don’t know why
Blending ghost mode with angel wings to scare away our fear, your life should be automatic allow God to change the gear, she told me about her vision after my morning prayer with Shakespeare. Her last words were : officer, executive and chair. I was waiting for chief, with the mindset of a CEO and then she said slow down, don’t drive too fast dear.
Run away from danger || please take away anger
Blending Shakespeare with CEO mindset
And if you read everything with a “bold mind”
you will get the message in two lines …
…as always thanks for believing.
Growing up in an environment where everybody is a bushfaller
They only come home with cassava, plantains, vegetables and no dollars
Move around with a smile, thinking of a better life like some street ballers
Religious to the core, so many test of faith moments, still gave God good scores
So young and bold, all day on the move , equatorial sun on my skull
…stay real for no reason, rise up till you fall
And as always thanks for believing..
Makaveli is alive ask Tzy panchak
Buea boy Video trending everything na Chak !
237 needs human help not human hair we no be na Chap!
I watched Manka’a video the thin be be na Pap!
Blanche Bally cover sawa romance soteh I clap!
Too many over sabi, too many wise heads
But it’s all a cliché everybody wants to spearhead!
What happened to our African culture? Girls wear transparent things all day like kumba bread
I won’t talk about their “colours” make ma name no spread!
Slim beats but his beats ain’t slim what an irony? lol
Twisted elites won’t support us they need ironing!
Tell your people I am coming let them put an eye on me!
Askia featuring stanley Enow please put an eye on it!
1 million views YouTube dans la sauce!
Some artists still think bloggers joke with their posts
So many Banso artists doing good, they need a toast!
Big shout out to Wipromote and Zeeba for sponsoring this post.
….to be continued
And as always thanks for reading…
I believe in three stone ‘fireside’ in the rainy season
It’s hard to make it work with a cold and lazy feeling
I believe in ‘igbo Coco and pepper’ before her extinction
It’s Hard to pill it off when it’s cold whithout the right formation
I believe in fetching water faraway from home
If you were last, be not in a hurry just secure your zone
I believe in cricket noise , owl sounds in dark clouds
Mother nature in the studio all night before SoundCloud
I believe in real group chats, stories of real legends in the hood
Before it became history and we had to watch fake versions from Hollywood
I believe in real friends, real laughs, and real jokes
Before emoji came with a “fake” yello face turning jokes into “jokes”
I believe in sharing plum and corn to my friends
Now it’s very hard without chawama and some ice cream “gess”
I believe in Africa, the real Africa, the supernatural
Old school swag, real skin colour looking magical
…and always thanks for believing…