The Beast I Call Love

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Love is a raging beast. Like a lion, it seeks that which will satisfy it. Love lies in wait and preys upon the other creatures as they feed. But even they all can’t satisfy Love. Infatuation and Obsession stand afar off, reminiscing about the past and fondly sharing stories of great conquests. Their very presence repel Love. And most nights, Love goes to bed hungry.

Love is a hungry creature. Love growls as the hunger pangs hit it over and over again. How will it survive this evening? It has been so hungry for long now. If only it could find something satisfying. But one so pure can’t feed off impure creatures. They can never bring satisfaction.

Love is like a noble Prince who leaves his homeland in search of a Princess worthy to be called his Queen. He battles unfavorable conditions – the cold nights, the afternoons when the sun smiles brightest and the thieves that always lie in wait for unsuspecting travellers. But the Prince is resolute. He’ll never stop until he finds her.

Love would cross a thousand seas and weather a million storms until it finds true satisfaction. But what would ever satisfy Love? What could possibly put an everlasting smile on Love’s face?

The truth remains that the only thing that can ever satisfy Love is Love. Love was never meant to go unrequited. The best response to Love is Love. Yes, Love will be patient, kind, true, selfless and noble even when it is not returned. But imagine what will happen when Love finally gets Love.

That’s what Easter is all about. Love gave all to get Love. Nothing will ever satisfy that Love except our response of Love. Don’t ever forget: God created us to give Love. But we must first respond to Calvary’s Love. Only then can we love as He wants us to. Easter is all about Love.

Happy Easter!

Adìos!

Lovers Forever

I smile as I hear Your voice
through the noisy crowd
Oh, how I’ve waited to hear
you call out my name today

Today is one of those days,
days when I feel lost and confused
The thunder crashes over me and
I shudder out of fear

Slowly you approach me, with
a smile that says a million words
And I count the seconds till you get here,
my heartbeat racing at your presence

I smile as I remember all
the good times we’ve had together
You never let me face any storm alone
You always find a way to get through to me

A tear escapes my eyes as I feel
you wrap your arms around me
“It’s okay,” you say reassuringly
I mumble as the tears flow freely

I wonder what makes you come back
I’ve never been there for you
I’ve never done anything for you
Tell me, “What keeps you coming?”

At first, I didn’t believe you
I couldn’t believe that you could love me,
definitely not the way you say it
Nobody could ever love like that

Gently you tugged at my heart
You showed me depths that I never
knew could exist in love
You lost yourself totally with me

In loving me, you broke every wall
and brought down every defence that
I have ever put up to guard my heart
Now I’m left defenceless and helpless

I look into your eyes and realize that
I am already in love with you
You smile and I wonder if you knew
“Does he know?” I ask myself

You simply smile and I bask in the peace
and joy that that smile always brings
The thunder doesn’t sound so threatening now
It lost its strength the moment you showed up

I feel like you need to know that I love you
“I love you,” I say with my eyes locked on yours
You just keep on smiling and I wonder
if I had said it properly or correctly

“I know,” you say, as you squeeze my
hand so lovingly and reassuringly
Somehow I know that I love you
because you first loved me

I’m incapable of loving like you
Please teach me how to love you
I’m weak, with all these fears and
frailties that make me stink

I long to love you without bonds
and withholding nothing
I lean for another hug and I know
that we’re gonna be alright

My lover is mine, and I am his.
Songs of Songs 2:16

More

I want more than these
broken pieces that you offer
I know that these pieces are part
of a once-upon-a-time whole heart

I want more than these fragments
that you shove into my face
I don’t need this piecemeal heart
I need more than just random parts

I feel your pains and would
love to kiss those wounds
But I can’t kiss them when you hide
them out of fear and mistrust

I want you step out of the shadows
and leave your fear behind
Take a leap of faith and hold
this bloody, outstretched arm

I want you to let go of the pieces
that you still hold on to,
Those pieces that make you cry every
time you remember his betrayal

I want you to trust me and give me
every single piece of what’s left,
From the biggest shard to the minutest
splinter of that shattered heart

You can love again, and
you must love again
You can smile as you used to
and be happy once more

But you must move past
the hurt and the pain
You must learn to forget,
darling, and grasp this one offer

Imagine waking up with me
on a bright morning
With smiles and laughter,
not this tear-streaked face

I promise to give you everything
that you have ever dreamed of
Your craziest dreams and wildest
imaginations will finally become real

But you must give me all of you,
nothing else will satisfy me
I want more than what’s left of you,
I also long for what is yet to be

I want nothing but you, with
all your flaws and imperfection
Don’t hide anything, no, don’t photoshop
the fact that you were once a beauty

Come as you are, baby, don’t
try to make yourself prettier
Come with the tear-streaked face and
the broken pieces of that heart

But you must come with all,
don’t keep anything back
No secrets, no lies, no hidden
skeletons lurking in the closet

I love you and I want you to
love me with all that you are
Step out of the shadows with all of
you because nothing less would suffice

I promise to remain true
till the end of time
I’m in this for life and I promise
to love you till forever comes


©Eleazar Maduka, 2016

Sleep On.

Sleep on, o beautiful One
Embrace oblivion and hold onto dreams
Go deeper into the darkest depths of the sea
And enjoy the scenery that no man sees

Sleep on, my precious
Refuse to be awakened and sleep
Certain men would have you aroused from thy slumber,
But, no, do sleep a little longer

Sleep on, my love
The world is full of so much evil and hatred
Men with dark eyes and sinister minds stand above you, awaiting your awakening
Their hearts are black and their clamour deafening

Sleep on, my beloved
I won’t coerce you to arise until that special One comes
One whose words will bring such joy that you would smile
And be grateful that you had waited a while

Sleep on, o little One
Your morning still stands afar off
Slowly it approaches, slowly it comes
Only upon its arrival may you stir, precious, wait to hear its hum

Sleep on, my innocence
I see that special One afar off yonder
She moves with the fluidity of a gazelle
Oh, what joy she would bring, such good tidings will she bear

Sleep on, until she comes
She alone has the right to bring you to life
She slowly approaches my chambers,
Her strides resonating within my members

With dexterity, her feet graces the floor of my tent
Now, you may awaken, your Queen has come
I know you’ve waited for this moment for so long
Now, you may arise at the presence of my wife and sleep no more.

“Oh, let me warn you, sisters in Jerusalem, by the gazelles, yes, by all the wild deer:
Don’t excite love, don’t stir it up,
until the time is ripe—and you’re ready.”
Songs of Solomon 2:7

Sorry I Cheated

I’m sorry I cheated on you
It was a cold night, one that I never wish to remember
The darkness had loomed over me for so long,
And I had no strength to fight any more

I’m sorry I took a second glance
I had only intended to stare,
Never did I mean to step into Jezebel’s lair
And all she had needed was that extra glance, and the victory became hers

I’m sorry I forgot about us
A vow so sacred was broken, all because
I had given in to a fit of passion
The animal within arose, and all that had mattered was pleasure

“For better, for worse,” I had sworn on the altar,
Never knowing that better
Was all that I had set my eyes on
Worse back then looked like a tragedy that was never to come

I’m sorry that I had enjoyed her kisses so much
That I had forgotten that your kiss was like a piece of Heaven that touched
The skin of one so unworthy as me,
Loving and making me clean

Her touch had been calculated,
Intending to bring my walls down
Oh, how my strength had failed me
Strength, that I had foolishly used to replace grace

I’m sorry that I never spoke of my infidelity
Fear held me captive, and had immediately
Striped my back with rods of iron so hot,
Constantly reminding me that I had broken my vows

Four years of love threatened
By one night of illicit trysting
That one night still looms above me,
Telling me that you hate me

But I know better
And that’s why I’m retracing my steps back to the altar
“For better, for worse,” I’ll say once more
And this time, I’ll rely on my strength no more

“It happens so regularly that it’s predictable. The moment I decide to do good, sin is there to trip me up. I truly delight in God’s commands, but it’s pretty obvious that not all of me joins in that delight. Parts of me covertly rebel, and just when I least expect it, they take charge.

I’ve tried everything and nothing helps. I’m at the end of my rope. Is there no one who can do anything for me? Isn’t that the real question?


The answer, thank God, is that Jesus Christ can and does.”
Rom. 7:21-25 [MSG]

A Lover’s Cry

What happened to us?
Can you remember the first time we met?
You used to describe that moment as “butterflies and fireworks”
It was love at first sight; the script had been written and the stage had been set.
Surely you can still remember the day after that,
You’d searched for me; you ran like a deer panting after water.
And when you’d found me, all you could do was stare; words disappeared from your lips and were spoken through your eyes and your smile.
It was love in its purest form, unadulterated and true.
What happened to us?
I remember that it wasn’t a time of plenty,
I remember how you went after me in the wilderness, in a land that was not sown, a dry and weary land.
With a dry throat and parched lips you sought after me,
You pursued with such ferocity and passion! And I satisfied you each time you came.
Can you remember how the whole town was against us?
Even your parents hated me and begged you to see reason in letting me go.
“I am my beloved’s and He is mine,” you’d said.
You were resolute and your heart was fixed – we were going to last forever.
I still recall those days with a tear in my eye,
I can’t talk about those days without feeling a pain so severe in my heart.
What happened to us? And how did we get here?
You suddenly wanted to leave my presence almost immediately after you came,
And whenever I asked why you were always in such a hurry, you’d smile and say that you had school work and had to visit friends who were so dear.
Everything became hazy after that time
I tried so hard to get you back, but was unable to
Tonight, I send another plea to you
With a heart that will beat just for you until forever comes
Please, come back
Oh, how I love you so

Depraved..

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I`m not who you always believed me to be,
I`m not the nice person that you have always imagined me to be – loving, caring and kind.
Remember the other day at the fair where I donated a large sum of money to charity?
I didn`t do it because I cared so much about the homeless kids out there who had nothing to eat

 

I`m not the Mother Teresa or the Corrie ten Boom of my generation,
I wouldn`t care less if millions of kids get displaced by wars and terrorist attacks all over the world
I would act naturally if you told me the news – feel bad, and criticize the government for not providing for the masses in the nation.
I mean, why would I care for people who don`t know me? They are mere men after all, not gods.

 
I came into earth alone and I`m leaving alone,
I am not going with anyone else, so why
Should I care when I`ve got so much on my own plate to worry about?
I have bills to pay, kids to raise, a degree to pursue with everything that I`ve got, I simply have enough problems that are labelled as “mine”

 
So, I`m selfish and I`m enjoying every single second of it
Imagine the smile on my face every night as I lay down on my comfy bed, knowing that the day went by without anybody getting as little as a helping hand from me
I will live each day with my problems on the entrance my mind, that way nobody else`s issues can even make any attempt to set me “off-balance”
I`m selfish and I`m loving every single day of it

 
“That`s so mean,” you`d say
But, deep down in your heart of hearts, you know that I`m you, I am
The young lady with poor parents who barely has enough to eat, who can`t afford to play
With life and squander my little savings on the poor boy that I met begging yesterday with one amputated arm

 
I`m the deacon who doesn`t even have time to take a look at all the hungry and homeless people on the streets as I ride home from work
There`s just so much to worry about – the building project of the church, the wife and her planned supermarket, and
I`ve got a boss who never ceases to breathe on my neck every second he gets the chance to
Work is demanding and the church business requires so much dedication and attention, I`m not one to leave my primary assignment in order to focus on frivolities.

 
I`m busy, I`m not rich enough to help anyone, I`m not big enough to raise another
I`m not really into the helping thing, I`m a musician and a writer by call – I can`t go around helping people
There are missionaries and NGOs out there who are to see that these guys get help
I`ll help when I get the time or when I get enough money

 
You`re human and you suffer from Depraved Indifference
I suffer from it too, but we are supposed to be more like the One that called us out of darkness into marvelous light
He had compassion and showed love to the deadliest, ungodly men who lived in His time and He still does so in our time
I can be like Him, and my prayer is that you develop a desire to be more like Him

 

 

He loves, regardless of status, deeds or faith
You`re never in a position that will prevent you from showing love to the least of men.