MY WET DREAM

Its over a year, still i'm battling with my dream.

So worried i always feel,

Every night i resume my head to sleep.

Looks as if the twinkling is going dim

Or maybe I'm just a step away to win

Maybe I'm too cool to give the sweetest taboo,

Or I'm just being me playing the dreamers fool.

Tonight i cuddle and hold her in my arms,

Kisses her lips and smell the fragrance on her palms.

Her hair cascade like a flowing river

Her sweet voice tweets, giving me reasons to shiver.

Hope and gladness delivered

Courage of my yet to be Cathedral

She's my dream, She's a mystery diva.

In her eyes i see life,

A reason i needed to strive.

By her side i feel warmed,

The reason again and again i will always come.

Her smile gives joy, fascinating like a child's toy.

Her magical steps of sort and her faded looks of coy.

I'm licensed to love,

Oh" what a dream, what a ploy.

By the stream i stand gazing, watching my dream dreaming.

Cold and hazy, crazy and bored as it may seem

Stranded i am, saturated under the weather,

Hopes so high, hoping this emotion won't just wither.

Its raining out here

But with you i have decided to pitch my tent.

Kindly make my dream come true

Its because of you I've been this wet.

Yommybishop.....March 2014

TWINKLE TWINKLE.....

Twinkle twinkle little slut
How I wonder who you are
Up above you smoke so high
And in the club you dance at night.
 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
When Alhaji flaunts the cash
And the Senators come in bash
Then you show your pretty style
Twinkling twinkling in their pants.

Twinkle twinkle little slut
Name one guy you haven’t f*cked
You kissed their lips, you s*cked their balls
And make them feel like a Chinese boss.

Twinkle twinkle all around
Up and down you sleep around
On every lip your name is sound
Cos' you are the diamond in their pants.

When the blazing sun is gone
When the moonlight comes along
Then you turn your body on
Twinkling with guys all through the night.

Twinkle twinkle little slut
Every Sunday you go to church
Dancing and singing to the Lord
But your heart you searchet not
 >>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>>
Twinkle twinkle little girl
Leave the dark and come to light
Let the Lord save your soul
That your life again can be whole.


 Yommybishop………(c) 2012

A LITTLE TOO LATE (ARSENAL FC.)

In fools paradise they relate
Always fighting back with their second fate
Hopes raised, future fades
Young and restless, yet pedigree derailed
No silver wares, no joy within to bare
To fanatics this is not fair
But to them they enjoy their huge share.

Sold out their best artillery
Prefer fighting with curtlery
What else could this be
They are just playing to the gallery
No wonder he was called a professional in failure
Maybe he needs a success Taylor.

Every year same scenario
Emirate never better than San-Siro
They will always fight back
Ending up in ground zero
Result inconsequential, but the gain is essential
Will dreams ever come true.?
For they are always a little too late to sail through.

by..Yommy Bishop (12/03/2014)

GREENLIGHT

All I need is a pen and paper

Give me also the topic and I’m ready to deliver.

I am a poet, I write from my hearths depth,

I don’t care what they think, I am only entertaining my friends and guest.

I express myself to my God everyday including Sundays,

I swear my allegiance to my boss on Mondays

But I always work myself trying to be the best every day,

Overcoming challenges and conquering grounds in every way.

I do what I do not regretting after the rise of the sunlight

I will show you what am capable, only if you can give me the green-light.

Tell me who I am to you, tell me my position.

Tell me if I’m in the game or just on the bench awaiting opposition.

As the coach bring me in and let me show you my skills,

Let me show what am capable of playing on this pitch.

I won’t play you hard like Real-madrid  and Barca,

Not even play you dull like Chelsea and Arsenal.

I will rather play you the United style, avoiding the referee’s card,

Giving you chemistry, an interesting game you won’t forget in a while.

Avoiding hard tackles, playing you from both angles,

Let me dribble and teach you my scissors kick,

Let me strike and score goals they can’t with my power kick.

Baby am good to go, all I need is the Green light.

All I need is my key in the ignition,

To ignite the passion of your engine in the driver’s position.

My right hand on the gear down-shifting in progression,

My left hand wheeling the emotions on the steering to its location,

My legs clutching and gaining acceleration,
My mind focused on the race in anticipation.

All i want is to drive you like the latest “End of Discussion”.

Not slowing down at the zebra crossing,

Not letting pedestrians double-cross as we make the topic they are discussing,

I don’t care what they are saying, cos with you my engine is never over-heating.

Show me the green light and I’m ready to drive with you on many miles.

I’m not hoping for just a while but to bring your heart a merry smile.

I will be glad if you can give me a flash of orange,

Knowing fully well that what’s next is the green light footage,

But what am seeing yet on the stand is the Red light.

Turn it around and my love will forever abound.

All I ever need is the greenlight,

Turning the light in my room up-bright.

Playing R.Kelly’s love song setting the mood right,

Your wish will be my command as i'm ready to be your shinning knight.

Let your eyes be my illumination as you tell me your desire,

Let my hand lead the way to your emotions as I take you a bit higher.

I can write, I can draw, I can cook,

My hand can do so many craft you never imagine in this world even when you look.

All I need is the green-light and I will give you the midas touch,

Make you feel like a Queen in my palace touching you at the right spot,

Taking you on an adventure, moving slowly never in a rush.

Taking you to the peak of your dreams,

Together we will lie by a stream hearing angels play chords on strings.

Show me the light and off we go high singing the heavenly hymns.

Give me the green-light, and I will show you how love should be played,

I will buy you a diamond ring and walk you down the aisle with no delay.

I will usher you into the land of promises, make you a golden bed filled up with roses.

I will make you borders of gold with stud of silvers.

Buy you a golden chariot with an un-ridden stallion,

To take you to the mountain of myrrh and to the hills of frankincense.

I will get you beautiful sapphires you will use in its magnificence.

I will make you a vineyard of fruits:

''Camphire and Spikenard'', ''Calamus and Cinnamon'', ''Saffron and Aloes'',
All for your beauty fragrance.

I will take you in my arms and hold you where you belong,

Make you feel loved everyday and all night long.

All I need is the Green light and I will fly you high to the Moonlight.

Yommybishop.....(The preachers Son)

THE HUNTER.

Hunting is predominantly common in my society,

It is sometimes and most times used to evaluate the strength of a man and to show his vigor and courage.

Hunting has been in existence, since the days of our fore fathers which has now revolutionized from using stones, club, sticks to guns, traps and so many other rationalized social methods of catching a prey.

In my community, at large, every man born from a woman has the basic instinct to hunt, he never need to be taught by his father when he was young.

Mind you as he grows older he naturally has the interest to, because he is a "born hunter".

The way and manner hunting exercise is carried out on the hunting ground varies from the perception of the hunter and the position of the hunted.

Hunters don’t just enter the bush to hunt; they first need to be on a lookout for the bush meat which is equally the prey before deciding on which technique to be used in capturing it.

As we all know, these bush meats come in different shapes, sizes and colour,

while some are naturally endowed and appealing others are just bestowed and alluring.

So, a hunter has to strategize when to make the first move at siting his prey so as to hit target has he prays. 

But Remember, Bush meat are sweet to eat but their bones sometimes can break your teeth.

I am a hunter, a great hunter, I took after my father’s feather, though he is now retired but was once a kegite, he never misfires, always hunting down his desire.

Hunting to me is fun especially when in the midst of friends and co-hunt,

we take hunting to another level but never get caught in the web of the devil.

I have hunted with so many instrument;

Clubs, knives and spears is what I use for my experiment,

But what I cherished most is my 48-calibre rifle which have on it a long telescope fastens.

It travels at a speed of light, hitting the target without a benefit of doubt.

I take my time before aiming, though I first do a series of taming,

I don’t just make a hit at any prey or bush meat roaming within the perimeter of my camping.

But i always go for the best meat, preferable the one clean and neat.

I look through the telescope on my gun

Making sure my aim is bigger before pulling the trigger,

My friends call me a sniper but fans call me the sharp shooter

Cos am no gofer.

Remember I can eat my cake and have it,

I have an eye for good things that’s why my eyes are big and not so thin.

My friends style of hunting is so different.

They are not patient like me, they shoot sporadically at the bush meat irrationally but occasionally they get them hurt emotionally.

Ironically some bush meat are just waiting to be hunted,

They see life as being fun and never want to be taunted,

But after a hunter captures the hunted, 

He now decides maybe its for keep or to skin.

Skinning is the process that most hunters love so much,

It’s the reason many hunter go on a hunt.

Skinning is every hunters delight,

It comes in different method and different light.

The most used method is the roasting and toasting

But most soft minded hunters like me prefer the coasting and hosting

which gives more respect to the bush meat we are chasing.

Roasting a meat is a process that brings about heating and sweating,

It’s a method that brings pleasure and spice to the bush meats and the hunters life.

So also is the Toasting, which is always intoxicating,

Both are processes of energy that brings intimacy and absolute synergy between the hunter and the hunted.

Though our spiritual leaders warn all to desist from the process until they are ready to coast

But it just seems hard for vibrant hunters to cope,

They just want that "sucksexfull prosex" of skinning without spinning.

Often some meat are tough as nails,

They made themselves hard to get for a hunter on raid,

But trust me;

A hunter will always apply his brain to make sure his bush meat is tactically put to chain.

This is the life of a hunter till he gets tired and decides to retire.

Am a hunter and she is the hunted

A bush meat ready to be roasted or hosted,

Even though it is said that;

A day is coming the bush meat will catch the hunter,

But my hunters are never caught napping,

Instead they are always sniping.

THE LIFE OF A GUY ON A LADY.

Yommybishop. (Musings of The Preacher's Son).......2011©

LEGEND OF THE SEEKER 1

I will lift up my eyes unto the heavens,

Thy face oh Lord will I seek in your holy coven

I am a seeker, hoping one day I will be a great speaker.

You told me to seek, that I shall find,

So I seek to find every little thing on my mind.

Firstly I seek for your Mercies and Grace

For you to wash me clean and give me speed in this race

To walk and not be weary, to run and not faint

To fly on Eagles wings and move at a great pace.

I seek for the world’s hidden treasure

I’m ready to seek beyond every possible measure

Taking it step by step without so much pressure

Putting my hope in my one and only saviour,

Who died to wash away my filthy and sinful behaviour,

Not in Zeddicus magical wand, not in Cara the mord-sith power touch

Not even in the power of Orden

But in my redeemer, the mighty one of Jacob, the beginning and end

Maker of all life, the one that doesn’t smoke yet his ever high.

I seek like Richard the old seeker did, fighting along side

Karlyn the beautiful confessor to accomplish.

I seek to be strong and powerful in this land of sin and woe

To have the holy spirit the merciful to guide my little soul.

The comforter to abide with me everywhere 
And to attend to my every care.

I seek for your help Lord in this world to overcome,

To defeat the devil, keeper of the underworld.

My spirit longs for you, my soul thirst for you

As the hart panteth after the water brooks,

so panteth my soul after thee, for the brightness of thy face

and for the fullness of  you God of grace.

Hear oh Lord when I cry with my voice,

Have mercy upon me and answer my painful noise.

Leave me not neither forsake me oh God of my salvation

Teach me thy way and lead me in a plain path so I won’t be put to shame.

Guide me with your eyes into the hall of fame

Set me upon the rock and establish my light on the mountain top.

I seek for your correction from my many mistakes

Your protection Lord I seek everywhere and in everything I partake,

I need your divine direction to guide me all the way

And your instruction at all times to make me win the race

Oh Lord when all looks cloudy and dark,

I need your light to help me make a mark.

Yommybishop.................November 2011

LEGEND OF THE SEEKER 2

I will lift my eyes unto the hills

thy face oh Lord will i seek on my knees

I am a seeker, i lift up my voice to my maker

you told me to seek, that i shall find

so i seek to find every little thing on my mind.

I seek Lord for a beautiful partner to be my bride

To compliment me in all ways and forever be by my side

For me to love & cherish my Virtous woman as she becomes my pride.

Who would be to me a pillar not a caterpillar

Who would be a catalyst not a Catastrophe

For her to be good mother not a desperate house wife

For us to leave a corporate life in a surrounding with no housefly

Cos he who finds a wife, finds a good thing and obtaineth favour.

Let me be favoured oh Lord, take away my heavy labour.

I seek to be planted by the rivers of water

To bring forth my fruits at the right time and my leaves not to wither,

For your blessings to be upon me so I won’t borrow

Cos its only your blessing that maketh rich and add no sorrow.

I seek to create my own business empire

Bishop & Knight’s  is my dream and the business i so much desire

To be greater than the people I worked for and people that got me inspired

To be the best in the things I found myself doing every hour.

I seek for wisdom the principal thing to make me outstanding in everything

To make me great in my profession with total submission,

To be a great writer and speaker, if that’s what will make a true seeker

And to have an Attitude of Gratitude and giving as I ride to a higher Altitude.

Lastly Lord I seek to serve you with everything you give unto me,

To work for you in your vineyard and be fishers of men to the courtyard

To be a great hunter of soul and for the gospel by me to be told.

One thing have I desired of the Lord,

That I will seek after,

That I may dwell in the house of the Lord

All the days of my life,

To behold the beauty of the Lord

And inquire in his temple.

I am a seeker, the son of the maker
The earthly son of the Preacher

So I seek for all these to find.

IN JESUS NAME I seek……….(AMEN)

Yommybishop.......November 2011