I CALL HER WOMAN

Sometimes I wish I had the talent of writing to the extreme, especially when it comes to thought provoking pieces of life whichever way it comes. As a matter of fact writing from my personal experiences isn't what I am referring to. That I guess I can pass, so when I see such deep writings from friends I have, I admire them and applaud.
On one of those boring days, a friend dropped this amazing piece in one of my whatsapp group chats and I am of the conviction that I share this. Reason? I am identified and associated to this. There are still some great wonderful women on planet earth. Take a read;

She gives life,
She is a wife,
She is a mother,
She is a friend,
She is a sister,
A survivor to the end......
Appreciating  her,
We never dare...
Asking her worries,
We Don't care...
Please Wipe away her tears,
For they are invisible as air...
She works,
She cooks,
She cleans....
She laughs,
She comforts,
She hides her pain...
And When you struggle,
She pulls you through...
All this she is,
And what do we do??....
Complain,
And create a mess...
Stress her,
And leave her depressed...
Push her away,
Ignoring her advice...
Tell her she is nothing,
Without thinking twice....
She is raped,
Tortured,
And abused.
Told she is nothing,
Always used just for pleasure,
Inconsiderate of her pain...
She swallows her Pride,
Pockets her Ego,
Puts her feelings aside,
Does as you need,
In order for you to be free...
Ignores your ignorance,
Tolerating your flaws.
You call her Bitch,
Slut,
Hoe,
And Tramp....
She answers with humility,
Dignity,
And a complete loss of self....
You call her nothing,
I call her Strong,
Smart,
Sensual,
Caring,
Giving,
Survivor,
Tolerant,
And powerful....
If this piece doesn't change you mind of how you think about women, then I don't think you'll ever change. No matter how things might seem, a lot of love and respect should be accorded the woman.

Another piece from a friend for which I decided I share with you my cherished readers. Thank you Eddy from Kenya for this one and the enlightenment you brought to how courteous a woman can be. 

AN UNCONDITIONAL LOVE EXPRESSED – ‘I SEE YOU MUM’

A philosopher once stated WORDS really do not have meanings; WE make meanings out of WORDS.

I never got to understand this until a few conversations with some learned friends who broke it down citing examples and also trying to explain from the mind’s eye of this philosopher.

One fine morning, I was a bit tired after a few paper works and decided to log unto Facebook to monitor my timeline on what was running through. I am not a fan of long statements especially when I see the ‘See more’ blue inscription. Scrolling down this particular item from some of the few people I like to read their stuff on my timeline caught my attention. It was a poem so I followed and by the time I was done reading, I was taught another side of love and how it’s expressed.

The writer, a very good friend and yes a good poet at that penned this and shared it with the entire world. But if you missed it and haven’t read it, I bring to you this wonderful piece for which if I am to nominate on any poetry platform, I would gladly do.

It really hits to the core. A lovely piece I will want to have as a copy for myself hence shared here on my blog.

Read on;

I see you mum
I thought i saw you smiling
At the sight of dawn
Though you were but a figment of my imagination
Not that I am hurt
I just miss the purity of your love

I see you mum
With every ray that hits my eye
Dark clouds decide to cover the sun
And i lose sight of you again
No, I am not sad
I just miss your beautiful smile

I see you mum
Singing in the kitchen
I rushed in
Not like I expected the chance
I just miss that sweet voice of yours

I see you mum
Walking pass me at the mall
So I touched you
You turned and looked so different
But I could swear it was you
That long silky hair of yours was the reason

I need you mum
Yes, I have said it
With my heart turning to stone
I need a way out
14 years after, I am wandering

I need you mum
I never finished my cooking lessons
Halfway through
I left and you did too
I came back mum
Why wouldn't you?

I need you mum
Too many people deceiving me with love
How do i tell the right one?
Without you to scrutinize?

I love you mum
Do I even have a choice?
You never failed to see that star
Which existed in my eyes

I love you mum
You genuinely believed I was a special child
That believe kept me going
Did you do that to help me push on?
When you are gone?

Mum, I am all matured now
How I would've pampered you
I am not angry
Neither hurt
I just believe life was most beautiful
When you were around.

Need I say more? I guess not. Very touching right? Honestly we should be grateful to the creator for such gift He grants unto people to bless others. I am sure all the pain they go through to pour out their heart goes a long way to encourage others to push on in life.

LOVE is indeed real and each and everyone of us must make it a point to let all that matter feel and know how well you love and cherish them if the opportunity is available.

CHEERS!!!!

RhymesCrew Gave Me a Good Morning

Maybe I am just lucky to be in the midst of some great opened minded persons in this country. I happened to find myself in a group of over forty-five young executives whose love for parties, get togethers, fun is high but don't mistaken that for anything, these people have the brains to go with it.

I woke up one morning and launched my Whatsapp application to check if I had any chats to respond to. I then hit my favourite group and I was amazed by the spontaneous flow of short rhymes. It started with one of the group members making a statement and boom, the results is what you'll be reading below.

LIFE IS A BEAUTIFUL THING - APPRECIATE IT

This is supposed to be a very short post so I took a few out so you get a gist of how diverse that group of young minds worked spontaneously.

This statement  "Ready to catch whatever balls you throw at me like courtois" started it all !!!!

"Coitus please no interrupts …
Savor the feel of my passion as it sinks in yo eider down folds"

"After the drop of my dross, yearning for the pound of your corn dough moulds"

"Those curves that shy the mounds of anthills by the roadside
So brown in their prime"

"Deeply rooted in her choreograph of ecstasy as I dance round her sweetness and sublime"

"Flying fleetingly through your pores sipping in the nectar of yo fountains"

"Deep thrusts followed shallows, steps on nine and climbing up them mountains"

"Let's explore those volcanoes together
Discover the heat the touches the nine clouds"

"Spanking the heat out with blown out lust and uncontrollable shouts"

"Grunts and moans
Bites and scratches
make a grown man moan"

This was more of a give and take reaction where they played around with words. A little sharp enough should get you understanding the rhyme theme for which these creations were developed.

If you wanna meet them, why not, I can get them to meet you especially if you'll want a piece written for you. One actually is a renowned poet and is as good at that.

Adios once again and thanks for stopping by my only place for engaging your reading minds.

Cheers!!!!

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