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"

Olulu on City Lace NTA 2 talking about Spoken Word Poetry in Nigeria

Spoken Word is a revival of an ancient African art form. 

It is words spoken with a rhythm not necessarily a beat and 

not necessarily rhyming. 

Spoken word has a through line, it is soulful, it can be fun and 

beautiful and definitely requires skill.

It is often compared to poetry.

Spoken Word Poetry is when emotions find thought and thoughts 

find words. 

#WarOfWords2 Be The Change You Seek by Dawhiizz-aD

Be The Change You Seek by Dawhiizz-aD

I am not here to lecture,
Neither your mind have I come to puncture;
But I will fetch from the well of experience
And not run pipe from the tank of witness.
Because my word is a mystery-
That has a history-
From where it makes a story-
That can relieve you of your misery.
So, if you will listen; you will reason.
Listen!
I’ll tell you a story, but it could flare up in you a fury.
If you are on a chair,
It will definitely rip off your hair.
I knew a man who wanted to own a fleet of cars
“I will own houses one of these days, he says.”
But we were to beg fifty naira for food, so I thought,
Is he crazy, I was lost in my thought.
The last time I saw him, he had become a crim
A public badger he had become, but what happened to the dreams he had long form.
Then I realised, it not good enough to cook words
Strive and ensure you eat those words.
To think and desire is so easy
But to do and have is what that is fuzzy.
Just like a plane, you must first run on land.
It is your fleet and pace that takes you above any ground.
Hear this!
Like a pole, first, be firm and take a stand-
Before you look ahead for another ground.
To see others listen and your words reason;
You first be what you speak and have what in others you seek
Because to make strong the weak, you must prolong your strength week
See! The feeble carry about frail hopes of change-
Because they are brittle in thoughts and don’t see beyond their kinds range
You must be robust in thoughts-to transfer your zeal to men with words
Because to require, you must first acquire.
That’s why, only a warrior tells the tale of a conquest-
And same can lead a nation on another quest.
You don’t fetch from a dry well-
Or cars run on an empty tank.
You must first be filled to fill,
Different to make a difference,
Be big to trample,
And have to give.
Because, only from the bank of alter-
The world can withdraw and deposit.
Be what the world seek- that’s a clue
And from you-they will take their cue

Change!!!

Check out the video via this link

#WarOfWords2 Be The Change You Seek by Dawhiizz-aD

http://youtu.be/_n8h5S8LN-I