why I write

I write
for my own pleasure
and for the pleasure
of my own viewing

I write
to express myself
when theres no other way
but through my own fingertips

I write
from my own thoughts
learnings
and experiences

I write
for the sake of myself
my love ones
family and friends

I write
for those who are illiterate
who cant write
or even read

I write
cos I was given a prophecy
one great one that said
I have the Psalmist anointing

I write
for God gave me this mind
and this hand
to do what i never imagined

I write
trying to reach out to the lost
the unlovable the untouchable
trying my best to touch them with my words

I write
for the sake of my soul
that my body soul and spirit
will be able to connect

I write
cos I cant contain my joy
as i feel His presence
in every school prayer meeting

I write
for the sake of His glory
how awesome He is
I know- cos he's living in me

I write
cos I wanna let the whole world know
He's so good to me
and that I cant wait to see Him in Heaven

I write
cos writing is my passion
same as when I run or read
which also are kinda like my silver linings!

My school Library's glass Window Pane

Looking out from my school's library glass window pane
I see raindrops falling heavily
A drop itself is nothing much but just a drop in itself
A trinkle of water that does no harm
But when raindrops fall together as one
As they take their turns falling at their defining moments
It becomes something wonderful yet scary at the same time
It refreshes us yet brings us down
It quenches the thirst of plants yet drenches and kills them
It helps streams flow freely yet causes floods unthinkable
It brings water yet brings diseases
It is needed for survival yet it takes many lives


As i look out from my school's library glass window pane
I can see its still raining
But I look past the rain and into the sky
The nice blend of colors, rich yet light
Blue but not too blue, dark but not to dark
Blending softly like a baby's white sheet
Then I realize that I shouldnt look at rain the way i see it before
I should see it as a gift from God
For after the rain there's always a rainbow
The rainbow of His promises
Promising me so much
More than I can imagine.

To be continued......