Sitting on the fence, unsure To fall back or lean forward To accept defeat or fight on To crave winter or the hot sun To draw blood or heal wounds I look straight ahead As I battle the forces at both sides I shut my eyes, hoping not to be sundered But I know… Continue reading The Dilemma
When the storm rages in my soul Teach me to sit still at your feet When my mind wanders on journeys lost Show me that your love is my compass, pulling me back to you If tears roll down my cheeks as I walk this path of forgiveness Help me to see that… Continue reading When It Happens
I remember the day my father caused me to see stars. It was on a cool evening of a weekday and he had just returned from a road trip in his old grey car. My siblings and I scurried over to welcome him and after hugging us, he opened the trunk of the car to… Continue reading Stars in the Day
Dear You, Do what you love. Be in touch with the things that set your heart on fire and cause your soul to smile. Keep your arms wrapped tightly around them. Let your days be filled with you pouring out all of yourself, living wholly, without fear or limits. Tell your parents that you miss… Continue reading The Art of Today
This is a note for those who dream: Twinkle, little star The sky is your playground Soon your name will dance on hearts And your story sung from hilltops; The story of how this star outshone the sun Twinkle, little star Chase your dreams like a lover woos his beloved Speak life into your… Continue reading Wide Awake
I wish I was Nigerian; the kind that doesn't have to break the bank to get into classrooms the kind that dares to think outside the box, without the 'system' locking her ideas in a cage the kind that is not crippled with thoughts of being raped or used for blood money because the devil… Continue reading I Wish I Was Nigerian
To the stars that twinkle and the moon that shines brightly at night To the flowers that grow by the road side and the weeds that spread their bitter-sweet hands through cracked walls To the children that laughed, embraced in the bosom of pure innocence as they played To the lovers that promised themselves the… Continue reading The Avalanche
I pray for you. I pray for her. I pray for him. I hope you see that you are truly loved and allow your heart be filled with love and joy. I pray you stand up with your shoulders high and see that you are brilliant. I hope the pain in your heart dissolves like… Continue reading In This Season
A father Slowly he loves Surely he protects Endlessly he provides Constantly he struggles A lover Sweetly he serenades Unrelenting he pursues Intimately he expresses Deeply he conquers A brother Promises he keeps None he surrenders Proud he stands Sternly he remembers A friend Joyfully he cries Hopefully he laughs With you… Continue reading HE
I remember my first crush. I was barely twelve years old, chubby-cheeked and completely naive. My hands would tremble whenever he walked past me in our school hallway, maintaining the perfectly rhythmic bounce that only ‘big boys’ had. At first, I didn’t understand why my heartbeat would quicken whenever I saw him so, I would… Continue reading The First Tale
