Tuesday, January 31, 2017

Chapter 7



Seven beautiful and amazing features about her story in the seventh chapter of his story.

Mystery - Like a rose bud, who can foretell what elegance she'll eventually blossom into?

Collage - Elegance, frailty and suspense; each page is such a sweet delight like that of a rainbow.


Unique - Beyond thumb prints, she is like no other: special, fun, honest, smart, imperfect and hardworking.

Captivating - Captured by the glimpse of her, taking amazing strides on the business runway.

Echo - The ripple of her elegance and charm still resonates like the chord from a sweet symphony.

Awesome - Some awe inexhaustible pieces she exudes, celebrated and loved by many. 

History - His story featuring her story featured did go by, yet; he left a dog-ear at chapter 7 of the ninth volume on the two thousand and sixteenth page.

Monday, December 5, 2016

Gazella

A depth beyond navigation, is the mind of the Almighty.
In the cloak of frailty you were adorned and what you lack
in strength, you gain in speed.
Swifter than the ride of gravity caught through the sun falling
on tiny droplets of rain shinning when it splatters upon earth's impact.
Even the very stars are formed with every stride in flight and the rainbow
behind the lens on panoramic view.
What an epitome of beauty you are, showing forth praise even through the storm
He indeed made all things beautiful in its time.
Sweet Gazella!

Wednesday, August 10, 2016

An Ode to an Angel Left Behind









To what do you ascribe such resplendent bliss?
Or whom do you accord such emblem of grace?
Once upon a former that transcends the latter
A story often retold without losing its savor
Ordinary tale of moments like raindrops
Flooding a world with sparkles of delight
An account of fragile infant steps of companionship
Today competes with hearts and blood’s bond
This prime glory I ascribe to the Master Architect
A perfected plan of a future before its existence

God left me an angel, God left me you.

Friday, June 10, 2016

Simply Put





Like in most developing nations, the fumes generated in traffic congested situations is alarming! It is often seen in metropolitan cities where 80% of the cars used are not brand new. Public vehicles used for transportation often contribute to the greatest degree of such pollution with little or no remorse from the drivers because it’s all about the Benjamins. Whether they care about the long term effect or the people with good cars, functional air conditions and sufficient petrol, not bothering; are topics for another day.


To cut the chase, sometimes life does not only put us in positions where we really can’t eradicate such unideal situations, but also presents us with the option of being cushioned from the direct exposure.



Many have been exposed to such situations in different forms. Knowing you has been like one whisked away from one congestion to a valley of fresh roses. The fragrance of your love, concern and advice is like the gentle breeze aiding the sweet scent into my nostrils. Simply put, you surpass what it means to be a breath of fresh air. 



This is dedicated to you in appreciation for being all that you’ve been. Love you!

Sunday, May 22, 2016

Quintessential



A craving pure and so deep
Nothing to be desired as you
Your heartthrob rhythms like the lullaby
The beguilling warmth of your bare skin
Hands struggle to refrain from your curves
Your lips gives an effervescence of delight
Twin soft organs evoking the child in him
Beneath the housing lies a beautiful mind
Seeking nothing more than his pleasure
Such treasure of gold in earthen vessel
Your name echoes a sweet melody
Your body scent is as a valley of roses
Life sure is unimaginable without you
Jealousy rages like a fountain towards you
Much to be desired than precious silver
Creation was incomplete until your arrival
 You are the essence of love, delight & desire

You are simply quintessential. 

Ebony

Imagine a world without you? Unimaginable - that would be.

The surface of Eden is covered by you - birthing life and existence.

Without you, the other has no meaning - light begun after you

Some think you signify otherwise; not knowing perfection also come in grey

You don't hide yet they fail to seek & see the sun in the moon

Red, yellow, you, white - like golden sparkles they all are precious in His sight

The apple of His eyes - He that forms the rainbow also calls you beautiful

Without form and void came something distinctively good...

You too are ebony.

Substitute

So I've been battling with this ailment for some time now. I ignored it initially but it grew worse making me very uncomfortable.

I went to my employer who happens to be my personal physician for the normal prescription. Like every good physician, he ran a test but offered no prescription.

It couldn't be out of stock because I was 
certain He had the prescription I needed. 
I tried to patch through but my condition grew worse.

By my third time of visit, I wasn't going to leave the dispensary. My excruciating pains left me almost numb hence my resilience. I asked yet another time.

Reaching out to the section towards where He had what I felt I needed, He reached out and got something else - a substitute.

Puzzled for a few seconds while I awaited the dosage, He spoke softly to me that I had several other ailments that I did not mention, maybe not yet but didn't want me to come back for those other things hence the "Do-It-Yourself" substitute.

Stream of tears immediately streaked down my face. Barely did I know He had better plans for me as this ailment seemed to be the most pressing at that particular time.

"So then, I will boast most gladly about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may reside in me. Therefore I am content with weaknesses, with insults, with troubles, with persecutions and difficulties for the sake of Christ, for whenever I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Corinthians 12:9-10

Grace...