IMAGINE HOW I FEEL...."SpeakingFromKupsy'sMind"

IMAGINE HOW I FEEL……………

There’s this saying, it has to do with how one feels

If your thoughts can be attacked, that can influence how one feels

One can be at the point where one knows but words fail to express how one feels,

Explaining is a waste of time, you couldn't understand what one feels

It’s real when you feel that feeling because there’s a lot out there set out to influence one on how one ought to feel

Would a little more money, more drinks, more this and that leave a lasting favorable impact on how one ought to feel

You need to get your mind right and face what you feel, engage yourself, take up a challenge, overcoming it can give you a good feel to the feel

For a long time coming, only the voices in our heads knows how one really feels

It’s been the main persecutor and comforter at the same time, maybe because it knows how we feel

Our thoughts become our words, habits, values and eventually our destinies, you know our thoughts on how we feel

Feels like one is on the tarmac of life, a little nudge, push and jolt could make one scream out what one really feels  

I've been viewing myself as a substance of lack luster for a couple of weeks, imagine how I feel

I've been asking myself when did this feeling get into me, disrupting how I feel

I've tried a lot of vices to curb, change and detour the thoughts on how I feel

Inspirational words, drinking, shopping, smoking non-stop and even having lots of sex to give a reason for how I feel

Non-have worked, still wake up in the morning and that voice reminds me of how I feel

Can’t believe this is real, never thought I could feel the way I feel

For a couple of weeks now, only the voice in my head knows how I feel

It’s been the main persecutor and comforter at the same time, maybe because it knows how I feel

My thoughts become my words, then habits, values eventually my destiny, you know my thoughts on how I feel

I've got to get my act right on, can’t falter, can’t give up and must proceed regardless of how I feel

Only the voice in my head knows how I feel

Only the voice in my head knows how I feel

Only the voice in my head knows how I feel

Only the voice in my head knows how I feel.

Signed

"SpeakingFromKupsy'sMind"

Felix D Great has got the Grit to win #WarOfWords

Name: Felix Nnamdi Egbomuche


D.O.B: March 24th, 1992

A Poet, Mellifluous Singer, Astute Composer and Blogger, Chastity Instructor, Dedicated Student of Philosophy and a Teacher.

He works as an assistant to the Principal Consultant of Abstinence Icon, a sex solution company. He is also the social media officer at Da School of Life Ministry.

He Loves reading, writing, Philosophising, watching football, blogging his thoughts and playing with Words.
He calls himself The Next Big Name Of the Nigerian Spoken Word Industry and believes he can be one of the greatest Spoken Word Poet from this part of the world.

Meet 'the Priest of the Invisible,' Felix d great.





Blog: Felixdgreat1.wordpress.com
Facebook: Facebook.com/felixinho10
Twitter: @Felixdgreat1

Watch his video after the break

Broda yi jor.....(The danger of unprotected sex.")!!!

Olulu, (the King not from Zulu), at WORD UP Volume 3, doing a Spoken Word Piece on "The danger of unprotected sex." Find below some lines of the poem.

She was the finest girl in town,
had a body that made the guys lose their frown.
She had wonderful pair of milk shakes, 
which made guys stare, concentrate and appreciate.
She had a well rounded behind,
which puts guys minds in a bind.
Being single
she was ever ready to mingle,
and guys came knocking
word on the street said she was ever willing.
Infact............................ 

WATCH THE VIDEO...........!!!!! :)

INFECTED.....!!!!!

Uninvited, he crept to my bed

i heard him whisper above me, 

he sounded so brave.

We were so close like butter on bread

but i couldn't respond, 

sleep got me in her cave

Hungrily, he broke my chrysalis from her cocoon

and then i felt the rough penetration.

Painful gasps escaped my throat,

in a broken tune

It was an itchy sweet sensation

He pushed harder and extracted

and then I felt it, I was loosing blood.

I slapped the sore spot, highly irritated

and then his kinsmen came in like a flood.

They buzzed around me accusing me of murder.

The evidence, the dried blood stains on my palm.

It had been a skin to skin act on me and no other.

I jolted out of sleep,

i had been infected.

DAMN!

I wish i had taken protection.

I rushed for my pills around my area.

I knew i had the infection because,

he had done it skin to skin,
now i think i have Malaria

......marvel****mabel