“I want the wisdom that surpasses natural understanding. Continue reading The Wisdom I Seek
An original Piece by Apoetsbrain ©
One great man was mocked because of his lifelong efforts to bring about peace in his community.
This man worked, strived, suffered and later died for peace.
He will be seen as a peace maker, the reconciler, the forgiver of many many wrongs.
He welcomed generosity, and begged that each man care for his neighbor. Continue reading Birthing Emeralds
Written by Dr. Olusola O. Bamisile (BB)
I have heard a lot of stories about love
Some amazing and some sad
Earnestly waiting for the day I will start compiling mine
It is easier to be sad than happy. Continue reading It Is Easier To…
An original by Oluwatobilola J. Agboola
Can we mend broken pieces of trust
trampled beneath the feet of deceit? Continue reading Unassuming
A Write-up by Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora ©
Sometimes, we cannot expect those in our lives to be encouraging of our daily endeavours.
Sometimes, the loudest voices of derogation, or the most demotivating of expressions do not come from without, but from within. Continue reading The Loudest Voices of Discouragement
Written by Sandra C. Bamisile ©
Beloved, you are being deceived.
You cannot see it. Neither can you tell why.
The one beside you right now, despises you.
The illusion is that they care. But they do not. Continue reading Deception
“When one door closes, another opens; but we often look so long and so regretfully upon the closed door that we do not see the one that has opened for us.”
-Alexander Graham Bell
Featured piece by Oluwatobiloba Agboola ©
One day, you’ll get a drink and dive
into its contents by twisting and turning
that which very much makes it protected.
A sip, then a gulp and you’re done with it.
” Prayer is something extraordinary that the ordinary man can achieve. It is something done out of the abundance of belief. It is that cry of the heart for itself as it makes a connection to it’s originator.”
~ Thoughts by Apoetsbrain ©
A poem by Sandra C. Bamisile © Written 4.11.2011 (7 years ago)
If I could use 100% of my brain’s capacity and not be limited to just about 10%, I would…
I would think of why I am on earth, and actually answer it. Continue reading My Brain @ 100%
Poem by Ayivi Williams ©
Silence is a sweet poison
He is a slow silent killer Continue reading Silence
“The one whose life is centered only around gathering riches and indulging all worldly pleasures is like an ant inside someone’s house who worked all through the day to gather sugar, and ant meat, and when evening came, the home owner swept everything off both ant and ant meat alike. A destruction with no discrimination.”
~ Thoughts by Apoetsbrain ©
Everywhere and anywhere
In different shapes and shades,
Nevertheless, the most unique living creature on this planet!
There is something shocking about how far this other self of mine can go.
This retarded other entity of mine has no inhibitions or limits whatsoever,
But I do, I have to posses some. The lines are clear everywhere I look.
Yet, here I am, crazy within.
“Many years ago, I came into a profound realization that God brought me into this world to my parents with this gender, this skin, this hair, these eyes, this mind, this physique for a reason. Continue reading The Right Skin
It’s nothing like you have seen before.
It’s sometimes long and for some grueling.
Throughout the trip, you can feel your heart beating a second faster than usual. Continue reading Road Trip Nigeria
“Sometimes, we already know all the lines. Believe me, we know.
We know that our suffering will not last for a lifetime. Continue reading En~Courager
“If you fail to think for yourself, it is very easy to get dragged in by another’s grandiose ideas and plans. It is obviously better to instead transform yourself into an entity so important around whom most other important things need gravitate.”
by Sandra C. Obiora-Bamisile © All rights reserved
Have you laughed? I mean really truly laughed.
You know the type that starts from your feet making your toes curl. That one that travels up your legs making them shake like a leaf in the wind.
That laughter that boils up in your belly like steam in an enclosed space looking for a way out. That one that literally causes you pain until you open your throat and let it all out and open.
That type of laughter that bursts out like a gush of wind producing a sound which for that moment in time brings with it an amnesia of all the things causing you pain and worry.
So tell me. Have you ever truly laughed?
It is like a thread of familiarity.
One that allows us to so terribly underrate that which we once held in great esteem.
A thread that curls tightly around our consciousness. Refusing to let it go. Continue reading Desensitized
By Sandra C. Obiora. © All rights reserved (Written 25.10.2013)
My hair and I are not always the best of friends.
We sometimes fight, and we sometimes make up.
She gives me all this work and all this trouble,
Yet I love her for what she is, and what she represents. Continue reading My African Hair
Featured piece by Edidiong James Written 20.10.2017
At certain points in life, we realize our instincts were right all along.
Certain disasters could have been avoided
But could they really have?
“The Meaning of all life and existence is found in the almost painful, almost undeniable reality of God.”
~ By Sandra C. Obiora
By Sandra C. Obiora ~ Written 31.12.12 (6 years ago)
It is the last day of 2012. A day many believed will not occur.
By Sandra C. Obiora. Written 6.3.13
Imagine with me for a second a world without sound.
The ocean without the lapping and flapping of the waves,
By Sandra C. Obiora. Written 28.12.2013
This morning it felt as though I woke up into twilight.
At some point, twilight became dawn, and dawn was no where to be found.
You are beautiful yet you ask
How beautiful am I?
You are strong yet you look in the mirror thinking.
Am I strong enough? Continue reading Unsure
“Going up and down staircases is metaphorical for life. Continue reading Staircases
“There is a something ness in the nothingness of space.
Something loud and noisy in the silence of emptiness.
A loud exclamation and proclamation telling us each time that in this nothingness is a something ness that has existed even before time itself.
A nothingness full of something-ness.”
~ By Sandra C. Obiora