Monday, 9 March 2015

LORD OF THE RING 2


LORD OF THE RING 2

The epic story continues
Of the precious ring in view
The rhythm in tune
The jumping of broom
The little band that makes it whole
The right cuff for the soul
The only finger to fit
The rightful diva to meet
An angel with the right wing
The Queen to the right King

Even though the Lord of the ring
He remains the “G” in her string
She writes the clef, she owns the nest
She dictates the tone and determines the rhythm
Not allowing for any intimidation
But made with strong determination
She’s the symphony with the right sound
The complete chord that bound
The remedy for any malady
The harmony in every melody
The most lovely music all round
The beat that sets the heart rolling
The joy that will never be broken

Don’t be surprised when she cringes
She’s just carefully crossing those bridges
She won’t take his ring just because he’s funny
Knowing most of them are phony and cunning
Professing love of unworthy desire
Acting as her soul savior and messiah
She won’t take his ring
Not because he’s tall and handsome
Knowing well that physical attribute does not make gladsome
Not he who knows how to jest and laugh playing with the money
Clubbing, fumbling, with a mouth full of honey
She won’t open her gate to a sly
A man that finds it easy to lie
A fox in sheeps’ clothing
Whose mouth is coated with sweet nothing

She won’t take his ring; he who is not open
Who keeps secrets far from heaven
He that is never even
And does not know what it means to be broken
Making himself a slave to addiction
Drinking, smoking and gambling on every occasion
He who party hard and flirts
Making infidelity his everyday shirt
Who lives life carelessly and is easily seduced
Whose mind is reduced, engaging in domestic abuse
He who gets tossed around by flippant friends and colleagues
And is easily influenced trying to get in their league
He who does not give respect to her family and friends
Who think he’s the Lord over her to the end
A man that does not pay attention to true affection
But sleeps around making his erection determine his direction

She won’t give a chance to him; without a dream
Who has no particular focus
Giving his strength to mundane things
Who will always join the band wagon
And come back with nothing but jargons.
She rather wants a man of relevance
A visionary who is not myopic
Who together they can both advance in elegance
A positive reference topic
He who will be respected within friends and family
Who she can be proud of and live with happily
A man that can provide for his home
Who will never forsake or leave them alone.
He who knows his fatherly responsibilities
And will always protect his territory
A man that understands marriage on earth could be made heaven
And knows what is behind six is always more than seven.

She wants a real man
Whose watchword is “Yes we Can”
A responsible man that carries her along
And always includes her in his plans
Placing her in the rightful place she belongs
Making her always feel so among
God fearing and God loving
Who for her he’s ready to fight and die
Who will have no reason to cheat or lie
A man that will make her his silver, platinum and Gold
Who will hold and cuddle her through the cold
He who will be her best friend to the end
Soft spoken and articulate
Who always looks neat, trendy and immaculate
A compassionate man,
Who will be a strong pillar in the villa
Caring and loving in every area
A man who will be to her a mentor, giving reasons to smile
Who will always be her elevator, inspiring her from time to time

Every lady loves a pet name
That special one that wipes their pain
The name that tickles her fantasy
And makes her feel loved again and again
She wants a Man that will make her queen of the dynasty
And will never leave her comments so nasty
The man that communicates in all love languages
Giving her quality time beyond pages
Not minding their stage and age
Providing for her satisfaction in every phase
He who always give words of affirmation
Appreciating her beauty in every situation
A man that gives gifts, no matter how little
Who speaks so sweet and does not act cynical
He who believes in the art of Romance
Creative enough to make her soul dance
And never deny her needed finance
He who will never deny her the kiss
Fulfilling her fantasies
Making every night a bliss
Satisfying her emotions at every need.
A man who will make her heart be at peace
And will always do to her as she wills
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Every woman wants to love and be loved
She won’t take his ring
If he cannot show love
Give love and create love
Knowing well that God is LOVE.

Though He’s the Lord of the Ring
But she alone can complete his wings,
She alone can make him King.



YommyBishop……..March 2015©

Thursday, 5 March 2015

THE "G" UNDER HER STRINGS'


Heard her calling for her G, wonder what this could be
The Moon and the Sun standing still
The sky mirrored over the deep blue sea
Just like the Queen is, her obligation is always to thee
Even though most time she stings
Yet the bee hovers beautifully when she sings
Her Ass is full of honey, producing semen for the money
Though most times she’s minx and cunning
Her beauty could ever be stunning.
He’s the G under her strings
The only one that makes her body dings

He’s the G that makes her strings
They are the pink that makes us sing
Even Adam couldn’t resist his Eve
After her perversion with the snake in Eden’s deep.
They are ruling our nation, making us fall on motion
Dishing out apple of emotions causing total commotion
They are making us to suffer for what is kept under cover, 
Now only heaven can help us recover.

They are the agent turning our life’s table
Most time making us miserable, knowing fully her milk is desirable.
The catalyst speeding up our soul’s reaction
The element getting us back into action
They are indispensable, unavoidable and irresistible
They are the pink with d strings; we are the G with the ring.

Heard his lady call him G, knowing well she owns the key
Standing on high heels with a dangling waist to feel
A cozy chest to sleep, a mercy's body to kill
Hips that doesn’t lie, a cleavage that pops so high.
Women can’t be spelled without the men
Neither female without the male
We are the G in their strings;
They are the pink that makes us sing.
Our bell won’t ring without hearing them
Our cock won’t crow without seeing them
Our music won’t play without adding them
Cus we are so incomplete without and without them.

Believe what I say about these pinks
We are the “G” under their strings.


Yommy Bishop

Monday, 23 February 2015

LUST in LOVE



Babe,
Your name so sweet like a screech of a Dj
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)

Tuesday, 20 January 2015

SEARCHING FOR TOMORROW


Tired of seeing you "Yesterday"
You stayed back so long I knew you were so wrong
You took me places I probably didn't belong
From east to west, we went on a quest
Day by day I thought I conquered the best
Not until I realized life is a continuous test.
We live it in phases getting through many places
We met pretty faces faking undue ecstasy.


Looking back to you "Yesterday"
Of those little promises you made
Expectation that you never met
Apparently I have to take it off my chest
I thought together we belong
Forever has always been my song
But now, I know better
Tomorrow for me is what matters
And my desire is to always aim higher.

Looking back to you "Yesterday"
Of that beautiful music we played
Those breaths we kissed, and moments we tried to please
Misunderstandings that made us stronger
Our untimely bond made us younger
But today all that doesn't matter, for together we dreaming no further
Tell her hope deferred made the heart sick
Today I have decided to lunch forward to take a new risk
So, will I search for "Tomorrow" with a new kiss.

A wise man once gave me this hook,
Decide today, if its worth turning the page or closing the book
Never fight with your emotions, but use your emotions to fight
Never give up on something you really desire
Never quench that impulsive burning fire
But remember, sometimes what you want most is what you are best without
Look within, and then you will always figure it out
Never forget yesterday, but always live for today
For you never know what tomorrow can bring or take away.

😒🙄😒🙄😒😒😒😒
I have stretched the limit of my patience,
And plumb the depth of my heart.
My scattered thought are digging for words
Yet the pain is affecting my vocal chords
I'm tired of existing, I can't but want living
Still I'm in search of Tomorrow, even when today will not die
I will spread my wings and fly
Looking into the sky to take a new dive
I will ask for more Grace and Mercy
Until i find "Tomorrow" wherever it might be hiding.


Yommybishop©....30th December 2014.