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Some people wanna be believed in
Some people wanna be told they are worth something
Some wanna be that missing puzzle piece
With such importance that without them, someone’s
picture may remain incomplete…

…Yet they’re forgetting that they haven’t given themselves
a meaning
That their own concepts of self is missing
That they are undefined by themselves
That their worth isn’t even known to themselves…

That’s why people get depressed
That’s why voices are suppressed
That’s why genuine intentions are unexpressed
That’s why people feel unaccepted

Why let the opinions of others define you?
Why not be amongst ‘the few’?
You don’t need a crowd to belong
He created you weak but He promised to keep you strong
Why give Him up for the ephemeral?

What is your name?
Your name is not what you’re called
Your name is what you answer to when you’re called
Your name is your definition…
Give yourself a meaning, and don’t change it for the

Don’t let your worth fluctuate with people’s ‘angular-definitions’ and perceptions of their ‘supposed you’… that’s self-esteem!

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Sugared Honey

At first, everything appeared okay. Just going fine, heading in their expected directions, there was no failure in her expectations, and to some extent she was beginning to think that it will always be like this, that nothing will go wrong, the path will be ever-smooth, because that is how it should be for the ones He truly loves.

As she goes, she was getting enveloped by the sweet taste of this sugared honey, thinking it’s the real deal not realising that it’s been sugared by Iblees and everything else is fleeting, thinking that it’ll last because it tasted so good, and that this foretold future is a far off adventure… that may come, but probably no time soon!

Suddenly, just so suddenly… everything crumbled, things took new turns, she found herself in the middle of that which she’ve for long feared and dreaded, the loss of a piece, her very own beloved… what is going on?
To who does her life belongs? Where is this new turn? To where do it leads? Does it lead to the depth of the ocean or to the Almighty He?

Her tongue moistened with questions and her eyes frozen by the ice of cold hurt, but her heart for the first time proclaims the truth… the truth she’s for long ignored, the truth she’s for long dreaded to admit, that none of this will last… that this sugar will fade off, that this sweetened taste will be bitter on reaching truth’s throat… she was faced with reality, it was standing at the doors of her heart, this couldn’t be avoided!

Following that natural inclination, she was lead back home… to where the heart belonged. She wanted to accept everything going on, she wanted to see the Truth as it is, and to embrace it whole heartedly… but once in a while seeds of doubt are sown by that avowed enemy, watered with desperation and hopelessness… often she found herself struggling to uproot every sown seed of falsehood, but wondered if any was ever able to win that battle against oneself!

The One in whose hands are the forces of the heavens and the earth as well as the forces of our hearts is very much acquainted with her struggles, and for every raised question in her heart, He gives an answer, for every seed of doubt, He watered with Clarity and Grace…
He saw her struggles and wasn’t neglectful of her, not even for a blink of an eye, He looked into her, and healed her hurt with understanding and firmness… He opened her eyes of perception, and the doors of her heart to His state of sheer perfection.

He taught her that everything takes its form and shape by His decree, and that He can be her most powerful ally, but she must be willing to take a firm grasp of Him, and to be fully depended and relied upon Him, verily, sufficient for her is He… the Almighty!
The eyes softened as the fore-head made their way to the brown earth; the heart was released and allowed into a new territory of submission and consciousness…

The veils were lifted, the veils of ignorance and carelessness… for the first time everything made sense! How could she have questioned this perfect plan? How could she have questioned His sheer act of Mercy and salvation?
For without that crumbled expectations, she would have drowned in the ocean of Iblees’s honey making factory and becoming one of his most loyal ally! She has strayed too far away from home, and how could she have found her way back, if this possession of hers wasn’t lost in this deluded journey? How would the face locate its place of return if the heart didn’t felt this state of utter helplessness?
The hands wouldn’t have been raised out of need, the heads wouldn’t have been bowed out of humility… and the eyes would have remained frozen cus they only perceived things from looking through the ice of falsehood!

She was touched, she was healed, and she was saved… all over again! Each time trouble strikes, she filters the gains from the pains, and the weight of the gains, cannot be compared to the hurt the heart felt, so she learned patience! Now in the face of trouble she says; “I shall remain patient, for indeed, that which lies with my Lord for the patient ones, will suffice my hurt and elevate my status!”

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Becoming – Sonnet

A swift glance at the mirror
And at the being that stands before
Walking through an open door
Discovering the world holds a lot more

Stepping into our God-given shoes
Fitting into our natural garments
In a world where physiques rules
Walking in gold portrays enjoyment

Some find discomfort in their own skin
Hoping to find it in plastic surgery
Every being holds some goodness within
Machine cannot resolve our mystery

Sometimes, think if you were faking being awesome,
or you are who you want to become!

Okay, so wondering what triggered the poetry above, I can’t really tell myself…
I remembered just sitting during one of those quiet times I cherish and then a thought came to me, actually i wondered if I am who I want to be or who I want the world to think I am.
Same for our ever-smiling celebs, deep down, somewhere behind the closed door and behinds the scenes, there is the truth and harsh reality.

Never be focused on the surface, the truth can’t easily be seen just by looking.
Another thing, you can never really please human being…

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Writing a poem! (I found my way back to WordPress)

In came the last thought
hoping it’d end that way
An idea my wondering mind brought
standing or on my bed as i lay

Swiftly I held my pen
As the mind began to create
slowly it came and thence
with nature it began to relate

Hoping to get the words out
from an idea that flowed in
Translating my feelings, dissolving my doubts
Finding the answers that lies within.

With strange words and rhythms
making each line and verse
Coded words with symbolic meanings
Embodying what is and what was.

Rewritten with its final touches
For, each verse tells a story
As i read through with nurtured feelings,
It sounded a little more or less like poetry!

Its been ages and to be honest , i don’t know where to start. so I got a little busy which turned into being lazy… it may seem as though I am not doing anything, seriously I am actively waiting for things to fall back into its place… 😀
I just wanna say thanks for still being here… thank you and happy new year! ( yeah… I know its lame!)

Nature’s Splendour! (I’d fall for Nature all over again)

Divine dominion
Over-laid with green underneath
Blended colours in communion
With Nature’s artistic breed

Nutured expressions
Silhouetted against the light
are the heart’s emotions
now visible to the eyes

The butterfly flaps
as the clouds danced
Velvety colours
… O’ Nature’s splendour!

I love this pic so much, since the first time i saw it and hey, i gotta take a pic of the atmosphere then! The colours, the weather… Just perfect! Actually triggered me to write this poem!
You know the atmosphere in Nigeria can be awesome as well!