Category Archives: Thoughts

Ego My Dear

Many are the mental struggles of mankind. 

Daily we fight wars for and against our fragile egos.

For if we will just accept that we feel what we feel, and we feel it how we feel it,

without first putting up an act or pretense,


We can therefore begin the game of loose and keep.

We can then dispose of that we must dispose of, and build on that which must be built.

We can then correct that which needs be corrected, 

and discard that silly thing called ego and pride.

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~Hope and Despair~

~ Featured work by Muhammad Shehzad Hanif~

The days go restless, the nights sleepless.
I seek for you around but fail to guess,
My heart skipped a beat or two.
But my anxious eyes still have no clue…. 


The wind goes wild and rough on my face. 
Autumn leaves come down falling apace. 
All the birds have gone past long before. 
They will not come to the nests for sure.

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When the rays of hope turn to despair,
and the night of sadness prevailing everywhere.
The heart melts down my eyes through,
How much I miss you; I can’t tell you..!! 


Gazing on to the sky, I caught a shooting star
I thought of you being so so far 
 Down, it calms; at a whispering sound.
“Your love will soon be coming around”


Muhammad Shehzad Hanif is a PhD student of Management. A Telecom Engineer, a Network and Management Consultant, a Writer, and a Published Poet.

Human and Spirit

Did you know that you are Spirit that lives in flesh?

If you follow the flesh, and  simply follow the humanity you feel, it is  risky. 

For the human you are seated within is proud and always wanting. 

The human never stops needing. 

It never gives up on its pleasures. The human you are in is truly ‘only human’.


Yet, the spirit that you are has great control.

It possesses self discipline. It is ruled by conscience.

It knows morale and it is eternal. The spirit you are will continue after time.

The spirit you are can step over the human and become superhuman, supernatural!

Be the spirit, not the flesh.

~ By Sandra C. Obiora (Written May 24. 2012)

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Today I am showcasing a very old piece of mine.

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~The Opinion~

So he thought to have a glance.

Just a glance of an artwork she’d posted

To feast his itching eyes

In reading such bold poetic lines.


A little touch here and there

He thought to his little self.

A little touch on this poem

Could do much to really help.


His words carried clouds of weight

With pure intentions and without a bait

Her creative instincts were ignited

And she set off to do some work

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The page was duly updated 

And the laughter was everywhere smeared

An expression of a little thought

Of an idea conceived,

Coupled with a positive mindset of a poet

That made such a dream come alive…


So dream and think and share

And don’t be scared to be here

The future is but an idea

Of an Opinion to be shared.~

Featured Write up by Issah Kwame Osumanu.


Issah from Ghana is a Computer Science Engineering student, an Oriental Medicine Practitioner, a Writer, and a Martial Artist.
He got inspired by my earlier post titled ‘True Laughter’ 🙂

Poem: Another Love

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I want a love that never dies. 
Love that is not restless and full of lies. Not a love that is proud and full of contempt. 
You told me that you love me. Yet i see that your love is selfish. 

Your love is just there so you can get a good sleep at night.


Your love has no concern for my joy.
Your love has no concern for my peace of mind.
Your love is in the knowledge you derive from authority.
Your love is one that only pushes to prosperity.
It does not taste of sweetness.

It tastes of grease.


Your love is like the scrapping of a nail across the wall.
It is like the sound of a machine ridden with friction.
Your love does not taste like honey. It tastes like scented candle wax.

It does not feel like home, it feels like faux pas.


Yet, i did gain a lot from your brand of love. 
From your temperamental love i learnt to control my temperament.
From your insensitivity i learnt to be sensitive.
From your earnest pride and thirst for power, i learnt the art of subtlety and humility.
From your many words, i listened for silences.
From your silences i heard a thousand words.

From your manipulation i learnt resistance. 


Now however, i am venturing into a new love. 
I am panting to achieve a love that never dies.
A love that is not selfish. A love that is not manipulative.
A love that is mutual. A love that understands. Not a love that is always right, or a love that dies at the blink of an eye.
I need a love that is powerful. One that can’t be shaken. A love that is proud but humble. subtle but sweet. One that tastes like honey and berries. Not of grease and dust.
~By Sandra C. Obiora


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Happy Birthday to Me!

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Sandra C. Obiora by Kofi Ampah

Birthdays are a blessing. 

For they point us towards realizing those ones we adore.

They make us stop in time to appreciate the wonders of being created for a purpose.

For at one moment God said let there be Sandy, and then there was.

Happy birthday to me! I am growing cooler! 😉

True Laughter

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? 

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Featured Write-up by Dr. Perpetual C. Obiora.
Perpetual is a Medical Doctor, She is Multilingual, a Writer, and also my beautiful sister. 🙂

En~Courager

“Sometimes, we already know all the lines. Believe me, we know. 

We know that our suffering will not last for a lifetime. 

We know that our struggles will end someday soon.

We know that tomorrow may truly be better.

We understand that a happy disposition is better than a sad one.

We realize that our pain will heal and fade away.

Yet, 

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We still need someone to say to us ‘don’t worry. don’t be sad. don’t cry’. We still want to hear the words ‘everything will be okay’.

Hearing the phrase ‘tomorrow will be better’ awakens our spirit and gets us on our feet.

having someone say to us ‘Do not be afraid’, ‘be of good cheer my friend, my brother, my sister, my neighbor’ never gets old. 

Finally when they say to us ‘it is well with you’, our hearts begin to soar in the clearer skies of relief.

Believe me, this world can never tire for an oversupply of encouragers.”

~ Sandra C. Obiora

 

Thought for today: Are you an encourager, encouraged, or both?

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Comparisons

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“The world is balanced. All things have an Order.

Another may naturally have five of the things you wish you also had. Wealth, status, beauty, friends, intelligence…

However, you may hold a thousand other things and potentials that they pray dearly for.

To each his own, and his own is enough for him to fulfill destiny.

Never get caught in the web of petty comparisons.

All you need in life has already been deposited within you.”

~ by Sandra C. Obiora


Question for today: Do you compare yourself with others? why or why not? ~ You are welcome to share your ideas with me 🙂

 

Staircases

“Going up and down staircases is metaphorical for life. For descending and spiralling down in failure and sin is easier and a far cry from the difficulty of climbing up to the zenith. Taking one difficult and mostly agonizing step at a time is the battle.

Now, if on the way up we choose to hang on to, or carry with us baggage, we must be ready to spend a while on the way up, or handle the mediocrity that comes with neither going downwards or heading upwards.”

~ By Sandra C. Obiora

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