Day 18: Aint Broken

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If it aint broken, don’t try to fix it.

You try to gild the lily, you jinx it.

Take a lesson from life and six feet.

If you can’t make it, then don’t fake it.

If you can’t break it, you can’t take it.

Don’t hate it if you cannot dig it.

If you will surpass it, then face it.

You can’t refuse it till you tried it.

If you must judge it then, roll with it.

If you aint tried it, don’t wager on it.

If you can’t feel it, don’t hurt on it.

If you can’t imagine it, why want it?

If you aint venture, don’t think about it.

If you aint down on it, you miss on it.

If you don’t believe, don’t try to see it.

If you can’t be true to love, don’t share it.

If you can’t touch the sky don’t throw a fit.

If you can’t hold it down, don’t try to lock it.

If it aint stolen, don’t try to fetch it.

If it aint broken, don’t try to fix it.

Akpan

IntShoWriMo 2015: Day 18: A Loaded Gun On a Hair Trigger

IntShoWriMo 2015: Day 18 Prompt:

Write a story about a world where people actually get plugged into a writer's mind to read his story, thereby sharing the writer's original experience while creating the story. - Akpan

Word Count: 2k+

Akpan

IntShoWriMo 2014: Day 18

Day 18: Billie Jean

A clown appears at the back of the garden during a birthday party but nobody else sees him... 

—Writing.Com

Word Count: 1,000+

Eneh Akpan,
June 18th, 2014

Day 18: Solitary

 

If only I could reach the peak of ambition;

Take just one bite off the fruit of paradise

I would have accomplished my life's mission.

Seems invisible to the eye

Yet, I run this race to win.

I am not afraid if I fail

Because I rise still.

There's this calling my heart claims

And my heart it acclaims.

It calls me to all that I can be.

And in this place, impossible lacks companion,

Of pain, I can only reminisce

As my desires take form

And soar on the poetic wings of a solitary fantasy.

Akpan

Day 18: Walls of Destiny

I can feel destiny looking over my shoulder;

The influence of karma pushing me off the deck.

My prophecy’s blowing me in alongside the breakers.

The tender wings of my courage are lifting me off the wreck.

I feel I can make it now

As the burden of oracle thrusts my feet off ground.

Haste is speed

And I call forth a whirlwind

As I reach out to perfect the process

And hurl all the properties which I’m obliged to profess

Into the morning of pure daylight.

Lambent strands of light irradiate the face of the skies

In the wake of a billion brilliant stars;

All of God’s children each acting his/her part.

The moon’s soft glow has the undertone of a smile

Even the air gives off mystic waves of an enchanted symphony.

And the film flickering on Destiny’s walls stars me, myself and, I.

So I know why I’m feeling the way I’m feeling.

My cause has chanced a habitat to nestle;

A reason to sign off the wrestle.

And it’s all thanks to the qualities I admired,

On the walls of destiny are printed dreams I sired.

The wait of the calling

Has matured and firmed the roots of the seed.

I have been found

Because I wanted to be found.

Akpan