Monday 23 February 2015

LUST in LOVE



Babe,
Your name so sweet like a screech of a disk jockey
Your voice so beautiful like a music on replay
With you I want to be, no further delay
Cos your love runs in me like a sprinter on relay.
I'm stung by the venom of love
A fast poisonous passion that runs through the veins to the blood
I'm showered with abundance from above
Wet and soaked playing on this turf.

Babe,
Follow my lead take to my heed
Sow my seed and meet my every need.
You kiss so Softly, you touch so gently
You kiss my heart and I'm healed
You touch my soul and I'm filled.
You make me feel so big
In you I found love so deep.

Trashed in can, will I am
Lost in time, yet to learn
Found you, found love undiluted
You with me, love is Saluted
Babe, With you I want to stand
Because every other ground is sinking Sand.

Yommy Bishop...{Diary of 2013}The Preachers Son

BEFORE I BECOME A SENATOR......


Not my making just a futuristic inkling
Politics is not my game
But might find myself in same
Though a little dirty, hope not to end up in shame
Corruption is a sweet virus;
They all fly abroad having their holidays in Cyprus
Even though i like the money, i won’t be cunning like Hon. Lawan and Senator Ete
Even though i love young beauties but i won’t be a paedophile like Senator Yerima
Acts that is scandalous, absolutely ridiculous
My mama thought me well
Instilling values, discipline and integrity to uphold
My woman will be my strong pillar, supporting me with prayers and love for my home
Even if i end up having a shoeless and clueless head
Kind that plans on giving mobile phones to farmers
I will stand for the truth and forge ahead
Making my constituency consequential and my nation essential
Saying Hi and Nay where it matters, so to make my country greater

Before i become a senator, Voices heard from the creator
Want you to know I’m a professional Estate Surveyor
C.E.O of Bishop & Knights, a priority closely on my mind
Though i write a little in my leisure
And listen to music for my pleasure
A goal getter though a slow pacing nature
Always i use my church mind Cus I’m one of a kind
I’m the Preachers son, trying to catch a little fun
Just like the thriller in manila
I always have my finger on the trigger
Before i become a Senator
Hold me, hug me, kiss me, and please me
Be my elevator, be my motivation.

Sen. Yommy Bishop

XMAS WISH....



Its a season of love to share
Lots of Music playing in the air
Christmas light is seen everywhere
its another season to be there.

Santa used to make me happy but not anymore
Jingling bells and running round the mall
Mama used to buy me shoes and clothes
Those times we ate chickens cracking the bones

Now my wish is very simple
Just a loving heart that is ample
I don't need to visit the grotto
Or take some lazy photos

Please make my wish come true
Give my heart a new groove
This gift is all i need
All i want for Christmas is just YOU.

yommybishop©....Dec 2018

Tuesday 3 February 2015

I NEED A BLOW JOB.


 
Who will rescue me from this odd feelings
Breezing in my mind this love season
The feeling of this crazy random thought
I wish this hazy feeling they could stop.
Though, Its true I'm a little emotional,
Erotic and sometimes irrational
But that's only occasional
So, Its high time to be a true professional.
Who will rescue me from this odd feelings
Burning in my mind like a raging fury
This emotions urging me non stop
All I wish for is a serious blow job.

Seriously I think i need a blow job
I'm tired of talking of you and I making love
Every time I tried this I end up being hurt
So I have decided the door of my heart to be shut
I have tried severally but its not working
Because the man on top is faking ecstasy while rocking.
Truly these people around me really sucks
They don't care about my feelings not even yours
I'm tired of seeing them abort new destinies
Tired of recording this act in my daily diary
All I want to do is the right bombing
Give me a blow job and I will start the right purging.

I need a blow job since i have no job
Graduates on the street moving aimlessly with no work
Like a sheep that has lost within the flock
All they do is smoke and dance away their time round the clock.
But these people claimed they created one million jobs
Yet we heard only the sound of boko million guns
They could not even cub corruption on their busy shelves
This government I see is only for themselves.
Well, he said corruption is different from stealing
Maybe that's why he allowed them all to toil with our feelings.
I heard a mole is in his holy cabinet
That is why in his government insurgent is solely evident
They kept relocating innocent souls to their untimely tomb
Since they can't protect us from these boko bombs.

Seriously I need a blow job
I need someone to strap around me this boko bombs
And show me the pathway to Aso rock
Maybe I can give Patience and other advisers a tight hug
Also i might be lucky to meet Mark and his cohorts
After carrying out this tidal surge,
I promise it will be a great purge.
Truly I'm tired of seeing the shedding of innocent bloods
It's obvious this government don't even give a f*ck
Living life unconcerned like a crazy thug
Since they couldn't rescue our girls from these boko boys
Then I need to give someone a suicide hug.
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I'm tired of hearing this Papa Deceive Pikin rhythm
Song of fake transformation by the clueless heathen
Our refineries are still confirmed not working,
With subsidy, our intelligence they are still mocking.
Electricity is dancing Skelewu to Skelemba
Still Epileptic every January to December
Maybe NEPA could not unleash the dragon like Sisqo
That's why they changed the name from PHCN to DISCO.
Sorry, our degrading Education is not even a topic
Its the reason why all students disapointingly closes one eye and dance shoki
Our Naira is devaluating while our oil reserve depleting
Everyday our oil money is reported missing
So give me one reason this urge to purge has to stop
Seriously, i think i need a blow job.

I really really think i need a blow job
Someone tell Shekau to strap on me one of these bombs
Show me the road that leads to Aso rock
Or together we could commence a road work.
Tell him to stop tormenting the market people in Baga
And other small villages like chibok and bama
He should reduce his job in Maiduguri, Borno and Yola
Rather, let's surprise them in some government houses like Ebola.
Please give me this job,
Strap around me these whole boko bombs
Let me die like a martyr carrying out this necessary purge
And I will know I died for a true course.

I hope someone will stop my crazy thought
Because I think I really need a blow job.

Yommybishop®…January 2015 (Musing of The Preachers Son)