Reginaldo Emele

My life shrouded in pieces of mystery Encumbered with feats of misery Begotten of a wrenched soul Swimming around piety A life so peaceful;but in shame Such a mystery it beholds throughout it's essence A facade poised to fade away In return for pride Never a dime to behold But a treasure to withold

We all want to make the world a better place but it seems that this narrative is an inadvertent distraction by ourselves against ourselves because the first and primary thing which is the foundation of making the world a better place is making ourselves an abode of love to be a perfect environment for others to reside with and feel our glory and be a change.

My life being full of roses Blends of several colours and flavours Seamless flow of unimaginable imaginations That keeps me flying high with my feet still on the ground Walking in my glory, splendor and candor Everything seems grandiose before my eyes I could touch greatness As a matter of fact, i was a brother Even though the sandstorms swept my feet away I never kept away from it's grasp Even though everything i saw was dirt I could see light in my dirt That flow of uncertainty blossoming into certainty Is the greatest strength i could muster The unseeming harmony that makes life what it is This was my dream in my reality For my reality is the essence of my being

The rain is cold Dripping hard on me My heart as hard as stone Every passer-by looking at me as a deranged fit Probably a glance or two; maybe more I hold my head tightly; my voice growing boisterously as the pain increases I can feel my mind tearing apart I am uncertain whether to be in tears or in indignation The more uncertain, the more blurry i see My heart pounding harder by the second What do i do? Helpless i was, helpless i am What world am i in in the world that i see My being far away from me Who am i right now? This question keeps accompanying me till i faint in the cuddle of distress

"But he giveth more grace. Wherefore he saith, God resisteth the proud, but giveth grace unto the humble." James 4:6 KJV In all the translations, the word 'grace' was mentioned in all except GOD'S WORD and CEV   translation. Among the translations: the NIV, ESV , BSB, NKJV, KJB, ISV, NHEB, Aramaic Bible in plain English, AKJV, ASV, DBT, ERV, WBT, WEB emphasized 'More grace' in the beginning of the sentences of the verse. While other translations such as YLT, DB, JB 2000, NAS 1977, NET Bible, HCS Bible, CSB, NASB, BLB emphasized 'greater grace'. Meditating on these verse, the 'more grace' and ' greater grace' lays emphasis on the word humility. The writer stresses the importance God places highly on humility. It was through humility God  condescendingly created mankind and give them free will. I have a question: Why would God create something that he knows would eventually go against him but still sacrificed his own dear son to

Life is a never ending flow of pain and sorrow A consequence of our fights and myths When harmony tries to blend We fight to the end, to flow in an unforgiving essence of cynicism Life is meant to be a flow from strife to harmony But sadly, from strife to strife What to do? But to flow in strife to attain the heights can that ever be achieved Then you can see harmony.                                                                             

A walk in the twilight; the genius to the morning My legs heavy like i am walking on the wet sands of the shore I hear birds chirp, sing, and flap their wings I see no one, only a faint shadow of my glory The ground cannot be seen to know where i tread My heart hardens as i tread along the more slowly by the minute Suddenly, a tear drips down to ground from my tiny, little eyes to realise my steps have been all wrong The sensation of bitterness beginning to engulf my being to replace my within Can this be possible? Is this believable? But it is happening before my tiny, little eyes you see My being is been torn apart to be replaced by a feeling i do not know What a strife! What a life!! Is this a waste or am i a wasteland? The sun finally shines and then i can now see That i have been walking in the mud all this while Where did go wrong in my steps? What shall i do now?

I stand at the front of a big tree Looking down upon dead leaves on my feet and around me, being blown away by the wind Everywhere is summer but deep in my heart is winter The hot wind blows My mind dark and cold My worth dissipating Denigration settling in his new home Lying comfortably on the sofa Freely divulging shots of terror without measure as the clouds passes by Always on the dark side of the moon The feeling that i had never seen the light Where possible is enough to fortify and magnify Where life is what we see in our hearts To create what we envision Now i stand in front of the big tree with a cord in hand Looking everywhere for signs of life; wishing a scream would tear my soul apart I now smile with the flavour of mockery And walk away in my fits of dark poetry

Ever astounding in beauty Never fading in smiles of glory Always shinning beautifully in the shade There is nothing more special than an ever continuous flow of natural beauty streaming from eternity through your glory A novel that has no end; that is what i love to read till my day's end Playing with you is like playing in the sun It looks to me sometimes that you stole the sun's glory or likely your glory and the sun's are in total equality Oh! a cuddling grace of pure beauty How can i see you again? When can i see all the various colours of beauty of nature in you All i can do now is imagine To flow with your beauty that springs eternity

It is a gory life A life full of mishaps, illusions ,dead ends These maladies try to turn me into malady I am lost and gone; sawn and screaming Love stares me at the face, yet it goes away I am not true to my dreams, yet i move ahead a little An asphyxiated arm tries to draw me back to a place i dread I hate pain but yet pain embraces me in it's entirety It seems evidently i am epitome of pain itself Tears slips through my face slowly; my eyes ever glimmering This is stupidity i say If life do not make sense to me, then i do not make sense at all Why! why these thoughts?! This is madness!

Walking on the street, feeling the scents of the evening breeze through my nostrils With my head hiding beneath the hood; watchful of an unseen sun Looking around me things anew I am in mixed feelings to a height of discovery as the sun As I stroll steadily on the tarred road; along the white broken lines Feelings of awe that I am where I would never think to say that I would be where I am As I look up, I see a white sun: nothing short of a spectacle I lay my head down,  back at concentrating on the broken lines as I stroll to my destiny

Beautiful and always sweet in form Words and smiles that bear truths unspoken Always a silent inspiration, motivation and strength Your smile is always beautiful and warm Flowing with the beauty of nature that is in you You are very beautiful within and without But the heartwarming gesture of your heart that excites me that most You are an angel, truly you are That is what i see when i always look at you A Beauty from the sun

Imperfection is a distortion of perfection; a hole in the fulfilment as a true spirit being thereby making us still human beings. The truth is, we are all perfect but due to the failure of man at first test, we have to learn to recognise and foster the beauty of perfection in us. This is what the Bible means when it says "Be ye therefore perfect, even as your Father which is in heaven is perfect." Matt 5:48

When in harmony with something or someone, you are being perfect with it in touch,feel, perception. You are in oneness with it. So therefore harmony depicts perfection. As we say we are all imperfect therefore we inadvertently say we are not all in total harmony with oneself.

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The character reveals the true beauty of a person and not the ethnicity or physical beauty or any other means. For once you begin to see beyond those illusions, you will see in the character the true beauty of nature. This is what Satan does not want us to see, for you can envision the majesty of God in the good virtues embedded in our characters

There is always one semblance of a ray of sunshine that blossoms in millions A rare gift of deep essence as you It is a good thing that you are an ever flowing stream of wondrous goodness It is by your goodness that one realises that darkness melts An absolute one in a million The uniqueness of your being - eclectic and special - creates a surrounding calmness and piety There is none like you. Your smile is a deep essence of aesthetic beauty of the most creative of arts No wonder you are a wonder to behold The subltety of your greatness is ever commanding But yet simple to assimilate on a lone walk on quiet streams Everything is awesome around you through your simple acts of love and piety I could go on and on to uncover your mystery But that is the essence of it; to keep me in awe of your beauty within and be always amazed at face of God in you. Your path is already set and your stronghold firm

The awesome gentleness and warmth stemming from your smile is a testament to your concordance with nature's splendour It is a wonder that you are a wonder; such a simple flair cuddled up in complete complexity always creating the feeling of awe It is heartwarming to know your smile likens to mine;that alone lightens my smile and my heart You are a cuddle of harmony with nature A true essence of nature's simplicity Probably the reason for the façade of complexity around you Making you a quintessential creation Love is all around you Only the chosen few could perceive and receive The ability to do so is a quantification of your sublime piety and candour My heart always dances to your smile Wishing to do a ballerina with it Life will always have a unique meaning with you in it Because of how unique you are The beauty in you will always grow as your soul sharpens to a better picture frame I take a bow to your quintessential humour with nature Because of the beauty

Begins as a subtle sweetness of indecision, cuddling the corners of the heart Clandestinely, creeping into the shadows of doubt Seems like a flame of confidence at first glance It always has a transient manner of sweetness as it's sour taste prepares to savor for a very long time The mind bellows, the heart boils, seas of your soul begin to whirl in mixtures of nothingness; the sun starts to dim Everything seems to blacken in broad daylight Like a shadow always in front of you Like it has it's own eyes for you in a forceful cajole to see the world in it's own view What more to do than to be still in the gloom to see through the blue

AN AMAZING WONDER Amazing is the word When one encounters A dynamic figure of splendour The sunlit skin Bearing the beautiful language Of the sun And those eyes glittering With the stars in her eyes Is absolutely magical No doubt This is poetry in human form