What You See

If all you see is what you can see

Then you need a pair of glasses

Maybe not for your optics

But for your heart

Your eyes are naked

They only see what is physical

Your heart is protected

It can see what’s not visible

So don’t live by what you see

Live by your heart

After all, even the just shall live by faith.

MY ORDER IS ON THE WAY

I weep all night, my room is Niagara Fall

Yet no one cares to pay a visit even for a free view

The things I used to love now torment my soul

Even in Fall my tears aint dried up.

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I was born in fall and my leafs dried up

But where there is fall, snow falls even much more

Turn a snowman, they say, so you can survive the weather

The little breeze in my heart keep me living.

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Ice queen tried to slow me like flurry

I had to skip her like dishes

A. Gabriel, my courier is on the way

Don’t salivate brother, my order is not to be shared.

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T’Chala waiting for Cinderella to grow up

But what can unite these two parallel worlds?

Mum said love’s arsenal transcends all barriers

Now I want to speak with bae but it’s all scripted.

Unending Serenade ❣️

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❣️Unending Serenade ❣️

Your dulcet voice is a charming morning bird

An astral auto-tune of an angelic clarinet virtuoso

My only ineluctable desire for a day off

I am enamored with the glowing sounds of your heartbeat

My unfeigned serenade of you is sempiternal

‘Till life leave us alone’ is my commitment.

Limitless Love from MRS.CHRISLOVE

Mission introduce me to wifey

I pay a visit to her house, but I need WiFi

They watching movies I don’t like sci-fi

I’m now connected but it’s time for lectures, bye bye

They say you’re supposed to be married now

I asked if everyone is married who is Love now?

Then I say to wifey – be the absolute best of you

Learn from others but stick to your lane

Let’s live light and avoid unnecessary weights

Live within your means but trust God for your vision

Be authentic, don’t add filters except for kids’ snacks

Be wise as serpent but harmless as dove

Be swift yet focus as the eagle

Be true to your calling

Function in wisdom, not human ideology

And walk by faith not theology

For you are a just, not just human.

Then my royalty bids me grace not farewell

Love limitlessly – if your love has limit then you’re not a true lover

Let our hope speak louder than our fears

Life is succinct and fleeting with every ticking of the clock

And so let’s live every moment to the glory of God

Be filled with joy always to overflow

Be grateful and thankful.

See you soon, my love!

MAKE ME WILL

Make me a home in your heart

And I will dwell in you forever.

Make me a bed in your kitchen

And my rest will be full.

Make me a garden in your bossom

And I will plant all roses.

Make me a refinery in your purse

And I will never run out of gas.

Make me a room in your fourth

And I will declare our independence.

A PRISONER OF LOVE

Ticking clock, hastening age, dashing dreams

Malnourished, thirsty and starving

Love deficient, hopeless faith, fleeting life

A dying heart needing CPR, no paramedics.


Never been taught what love’s like, nor imagined I could love

Thought love is only in Hollywood

But if love is Hollywood, we are forever doomed to be selfish

Love was long dead, forgotten, and now abstract.


Meeting you made me a doctor of Love

A dying patient becoming a doctor?

Resuscitation! Your love makes my heart functional

Your love changes everything.


I lost everything just to gain patience

A covering for the rainy days

Raincoat not just an umbrella that covers part

My light in my dark hours.


Every ticking clock ignites the flame of unfeignedly boundless love

The thought of you polishes the rough edges of my limbic system

Your love is the experience of lifetime

Eternity in perspective.


A love that last not like the last

A love from the heart not books

A love on giving, but first the heart

A love so loud to the deaf even without words.


Now I’m prisoner of love,

A prisoner with no one to bail

Chained to your lotus blossoming tender-kindness

Forever secured by your dove-charmed breastplate, I’m yours!

Merry Christmas

Merry Christmas to us who do not know what Christmas means but we still celebrating.

Merry Christmas to us who know what Christmas represents but we are not celebrating.

Happy holidays to us who care more or less about the reason for the season but we’re grateful for our time home with our families.

Happy holidays to us who want to celebrate with our families but can’t gather ourselves together.

Merry Christmas to us who believe more in the mystical Santa Claus and his gifts than in Jesus Christ and His love.

Merry Christmas to us who believe more in Jesus Christ and His unfeigned love than Santa Claus and his north pole mystery.

Merry Christmas & Happy Holidays to us all!
_MR.CHRISLOVE™

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HER HEART ❣️

INSPIRATION: I wrote this poem specifically for my beloved sister and friends who are God fearing, educated, hard working, beautiful and yet single. There are so many questions that ran through the heart and many pressures from family and friends. I just wanted to let them know that they are precious and valuable independently and to reassure them of their authentic self worth. And finally, a note to the family to celebrate their daughters/sisters as heroines and rare gems because soon they will be found by “noble” laureates and you won’t have close access to them.

THEMES: Some of the underlying themes of this poem are beauty, self-worth, royalty, virtuous, family pressure, etc

HER HEART ❣️

Like the King’s home street,
Her Heart is made of pure gold
Yet no miner wants to mine it
Is it because goldsmiths only buy raw gold?
Or she’s just too refined for a gold digger?

Her Dad has preserved her heart for a royalty
Because only true royalties cherish pure gold
Therefore, as a beloved daughter of God
No beast can come near her.

She’s a priceless princess
Her networth is the Son’s blood
She has already been purchased
Even before you were born
She has been predestinated by the King

She knows her rights but has given them up
From freedom fighter to freedom ambassador
Former rebel called this transformation
For this is no amnesty.

Her beauty
She’s like the lilies of the field
For wealth and wisdom isn’t to be compared with
She’s the lily of the valley
A lily among thorns trying to choke out her joy.

She’s the favor factor
For the diligent researcher who finds her
For there are many researchers
But only the inspirational ones become laureates.

Therefore, blessed is the man who finds her
Virtue is the blood that runs through her veins
See how she groomed her kid brother
Whose love for excellence and profound humility transcends
The cultural confinement of the world.

Oh earth, how blessed thou art!
For in thee dwells such an enigmatic
Simplification of the Godhead
A personified form of the glory, honor and splendor.

Hello family, celebrate your heroine and rare gem
A royalty deserving to be loved and cherished
Clothe her with royal apparel of love, faith and hope
For soon her noble laureate will find her
And forever you remain well-wishers and visitors!

MAN = SUN AND SON

It’s preposterous to hear of the things being done under the Sun

It seems like people don’t have respect and regards for the Son

Everyday we wake up to the beautiful shining Sun

We are glad, making merry without appreciating the Son

I asked someone, ‘who made the Sun?’

Of course they forgot it was the Son

They told me they’ve spent a number of years studying the Sun

Yet they miss the simplest info about the Son

The Son made man, man made books about the Sun

But books made by man made man forget the Son

Somebody reading this will think I’m merely trying to rhyme the Son and the Sun

But if you have the Son and see the Sun you probably have a song to praise the Son

If you know what I’m talking shout Hallelujah!