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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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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Perpetual is a Medical Doctor, She is Multilingual, a Writer, and also my beautiful sister. 🙂

~New Shoes~

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“People do not resist change because they do not like it.
We love change, we get new haircuts every now and then, we change our clothes daily and we are always eager to try the newest restaurant in town.
People resist change because they don’t understand it.

It is paramount that we learn to embrace change because that is the very essence of learning. Without learning, we stagnate only for the ever changing world to catch up with us and force us to change; usually under much less favorable circumstances.

Take the steps to embrace change and avoid being forced to change as soon as what you know is no more.”


~ Featured photography and writeup by Samuel Balyejusa. ~~ Sam is an excellent web designer, photographer, and writer.

 

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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~Rebirth~

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Anew!

That is the time to come.

No more incredulity.

For now, love will be all around taking shape.

My soul prays for rosiness on her face.

I am in love with her forever.


Rebirth!

This is where it all begins

A loving heart;

Flourishing with warm passion.

The same heart that was afraid of losing.

Now love is coursing through and healing.


Pardoned!

Hopeful for a fellowship that lasts.

It is always good to expect in time.

Love always comes when I want it enough.

My mind had it all wrong.

Love wanted to say something to me in her own words.


Beautifully reborn!

Come, let us sit and count the stars.

Love shielding us in the night.

Love defending us in the day.

All that and many more will our days be.

Certain is her love for me, and mine for her!

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Emmanuel appreciates artwork, poetry and creative music. He is currently a PhD student in Communication and Information Engineering, UESTC.

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Kicking Thorns

“When you decide to fight against the wind, to kick against the thorns, to swim against the waves, or tell the thunder to be silent, you fight a lost battle. 

You simply need to read the waves, trace your fingers along the thorns, embrace the joyous assault of the wind, and listen to the many words of the thunder. 

For only in this manner can you realize the contradictory beauty of life. The true essence of our different realities.”

~ Sandra C. Obiora

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Orchestra

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“When we listen to an orchestra, what we listen to is not just the sound of the oboe, or the timpani, or the violin, the cello, or the vocalist. 

What we hear are the sounds of life. The life of the violinist, the heartbeat of the cellist, the struggles of the concert master, the character of the timpanist, the personality, love, and sorrows of the maestro. 

We pay homage to the sweat, the tears, the fears, and the triumphs of each individual making music.

We patronize their persistence and resilience.”

~ Sandra C. Obiora

The Missing Game

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*Note: This poem has been published with the New York Public Library Zine 2017


It begins as a creeping thought. Like an itch.

Easy to ignore, difficult to locate.

It graduates into an illness, and soon your mind is stuck on replay.

Like a swarm of butterflies with needles in their mouths.


You tell yourself that you can do without her, that you are a strong man.

You recount the many battles you have won in times past,

And the many wars you have fought against your flesh.

You tell yourself that the flash of her smile in your mind means nothing.

That her beautiful eyes are not a recurring statement in your heart.


You lay in bed with your eyes closed. Rejecting those lips that refuse to cease.

Your hands itch to hold onto something. Something else.

Your nose bleeds from the force of your own denial,

And soon your hands are shaking, and your teeth clattering from this winter of your creation.


Oh brave one, just indulge this one time.

Take that bold step you have taken a thousand times already.

Grab onto that hand you always wish to hold.

Kiss that face you yearn to always see.

Breathe in that scent you hope will never end.

Gain back your life you thought was nearly over.

For you may have been dying from a terrible disease known as missing another human.

~ By Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora

Waging Peace!

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“The real champions are not always those who wage war, or those who pick up arms and go forth to battle in order that they be heard.

The real champions are those who wage peace. Those ones that battle their circumstances, their inner demons, and overcome with the weapons of their minds.”

~ Sandra C. Obiora

Attaining Success?

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“If attaining a bright and successful future required just one full day of focus and purposefulness, everyone would be wildly successful.

However, the sad truth is that success requires and involves multiple, sometimes miserable moments of little yet correct choices. 

Success is really just the sum of usually small but mighty decisions made and then executed.”

~ Sandra C. Obiora 

 

You Dramatic Creature

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“Each time winter comes, we swear it is the coldest we have ever felt. Each time summer arrives, we confess it is the worst yet. Each morning our alarm rings, we are sure it is the loudest ever. Each time life hits, we assume we are dying. 

Perhaps we humans are far more naturally dramatic creatures than we give ourselves credit for.”

~ Sandra C. Obiora

 

Adulthood

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“At some point, we come to recognize that adulthood is not about the freedom to do and undo as we please. Rather, adulthood is a call to realization.

Realizing that your decisions now can affect a hundred generations ahead of you. Realizing that your habits now can seep into your blood, and spread across your generational bloodline like wild fire.”

~ Sandra C. Obiora

I am like…

“I am like a moth to the flame of a beautiful soul.

A bee to the scent of a flowering heart.

A predator to the prey of negativity

A David to the Goliath of helplessness.

A Paul to the ministry of repentance.

A triumphant student to the lessons of life.

Water to the wilderness of the dying mind.”

~ Sandra C. Obiora

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