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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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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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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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