Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

(Verse 1)
On this sacred day, the sun arises high,
Songs of devotion, let’s raise it to the sky,
With hearts entwined, in worship, we will unite,
For the One who makes and takes, in His holy light.

(Chorus)
Because it is Sunday, we gather to pray,
Eulogizing the God of creation, we say,
Unquestionably, our faith we display,
In His love and mercy, we find our way.

(Verse 2)
From dust to life, His hands designed,
The heavens and the earth, in splendor aligned,
With every breath, His grace we embrace,
In awe of His creations, we find our place.

(Chorus)
Because it is Sunday, we gather to pray,
Eulogizing the God of creation, we say,
Unquestionably, our faith we display,
In His love and mercy, we find our way.

(Bridge)
Through trials and triumphs, we endure,
His presence, a beacon, steadfast and pure,
In darkness, His light guides our sight,
With boundless love, we have never alone in the fight.

(Verse 3)
The mountains, the seas, the stars above,
Witness His wonders, a testament of love,
In every moment, His grace does abound,
With unwavering devotion, our hearts are bound.

(Chorus)
Because it is Sunday, we gather to pray,
Eulogizing the God of creation, we say,
Unquestionably, our faith we display,
In His love and mercy, we find our way.

(Outro)
This blessed day, let our voices ring,
With gratitude and praise, we will forever sing,
For the One who makes and takes, our souls He will keep,
In His embrace, eternally, we find our peace.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
http://www.ifedolapoogunniyi.art.blog

Amid life’s bustling nest,
As my interest wanes and fades,
I desire to exit this exhausting contest,
Yet, the way out remains elusive, evades.

Longing for a moment’s rest,
To you, I shall be honest and true,
Advice won’t sway or divest,
My heart vouches for the path I pursue.

Fate entangles me in its forest,
Leaving confusion as my only vestige,
Seeking solace and a pause from the quest,
Letting go of the need to be esteemed or prestiged.

Craving a protracted repose,
An arresting embrace to heal,
Free from thoughts that impose,
No worries about where to invest or deal.

No longer fearing life’s darker throes,
Just me, unmasked and real.

A break is what I earnestly request,
Far from every friend requests,
Shielded from the news of distress,
A moment without the fear of life’s pests.

A nap, where self and soul are blessed,
Transported to serenity, a soothing retreat,
A place where I’m not a mere guest,
But embraced with love, valued and complete.

In search of that peaceful nest,
For my well-being, this choice I attest,
With honesty, my intentions I express,
Though tough, my soul will find a rest.

Pardon me, for this selfish quest,
In full, I shall cherish this time for the best,
Do not fret, my return will be my conquest,
Happier, stronger, and blessed.

(c) Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

Within the ticking clocks, time we find,
A lesson bound within its rhythmic grind,
Tick-tock, it warns, the seconds quickly fade,
Procrastination’s grasp, we must evade.

With every tick, a moment slips away,
Tomorrow’s dream becomes today’s delay,
Yet time, relentless, marches on its course,
No pause it grants for sorrow or remorse.

The world awaits for no one to catch up,
The lazy heart must learn to quicken up,
For opportunities, like ships, set sail,
Procrastination’s wind must surely fail.

Tick-tock, the urgency it underscores,
To seize the day, each chance it explores,
The dreams we hold, the goals we wish to chase,
They will vanish like a vapor, a ghostly trace.

No more illusions, no more sweet delay,
The time is now, the moment to obey,
Tick-tock, it whispers, heed its timely call,
Embrace the race, for time won’t wait at all.

Inaction blinds the mind to what is at stake,
Potential falters, and we are left to ache,
But fear not, for the present holds the key,
Unlock its doors, set all your passions free.

With every tick, a heartbeat in disguise,
Each second counts as life before us flies,
Tick-tock, let urgency ignite your fire,
Carpe diem, to heights, let us aspire.

Now break the chains that hold you back, unbind,
Embrace the truth that time will not be kind,
Tick-tock, the dance continues, heed the chime,
The dangers of procrastination, rhyme.

Hurry, dear one, seize the day’s embrace,
Chase every dream, time’s footsteps, trace,
For in the ticking of life’s grand clock’s sound,
The rhythm to our purpose is found.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi


Photo credit: iStock

Love, a gentle feather floating in the air,
Silent yet overwhelming,
Whispering secrets to the hearts of lovers,
Bringing forth a storm of emotions.

Love, a flame that dances in the dark,
A flicker of hope and passion,
Igniting souls with its warm embrace,
Melting away the barriers of fear.

Love, a melody that lingers in the ears,
Soothing and enchanting,
Singing a symphony of tenderness,
A chorus that echoes through time.

Love, an artist’s brushstroke on a canvas,
Creating a masterpiece of connection,
Blending colors of joy and sorrow,
Crafting a masterpiece of devotion.

Love, a fragrance that permeates the air,
Seducing senses with its sweet allure,
Awakening desires and cherished memories,
A scent that lingers in the soul.

Love, a journey of discovery and growth,
A path where vulnerability carries strength,
Navigating the labyrinth of emotions,
Guided by the compass of understanding.

Love, a language spoken by the heart,
Transcending borders and boundaries,
Uniting souls in a universal embrace,
A conversation that needs no words.

Love, an endless ocean, deep and vast,
Teeming with possibilities and adventures,
Exploring depths unknown, hand in hand,
Diving into the unknown, fearlessly together.

Love, a gift to treasure and nurture,
A seed planted in the garden of the soul,
Watered by tears of joy and pain,
Blooming into a garden of compassion.

Love, an enigma that defies explanation,
A force that binds the universe,
Embracing us all in its delicate grasp,
Whispering, always whispering, “Love.”

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi
http://www.ifedolapoogunniyi.art.blog