Flush....Flush it away!!!

There are those that corrupt tarnish and destroy.
A little moisture on the iron causes the rust that breaks it;
A little mildew causes the tear that shreds the garment.

Microbes though very minute, teensy weensy and little.
Can bring down the mightiest of all creatures.
That dripping water will eventually tunnel the mountain.

Amazing! rather rattling the ability of the little to conquer the mighty.
How the insignificant and ignoble can topple the obvious and great.
When constantly prodding that the ant will bring down the elephant.
All it takes is TIME.

Don't wait till the damage is done!!!
Get rid of it
The little foxes that spoil the vine
The evil communication that corrupts good manners
That plague will eat up the whole tooth
That rotten spot will destroy the whole crop
The canker eats more that the hole you see without.
Don't let it stay for even one minute

Get rid of that negative thought, habit, attitude, character, lifestyle.......

Before it destroys YOU!!!

Made to last

Am surprised at you my friend, shocked that you will choose this route.
Don't you see that you were made to last?

Sin (Disobedience to God) brought death; yes very true.
One day we all will drink of the cup called death.
That is not the end cause we are made to last.

Our days are numbered, timed and recorded.
And for each one we must give account.
The finite determines the infinite destination.
The temporal decides the eternal.

We were not born just to die.
We are born to live, die then live forever.
Death is just the one sleep that transits to another realm
We are made to last

Am not going to ask you stay,
But why rush to where you will finally go?
Why shorten your days, running to the door before your day?
Dear one you are made to last.

Eternal damnation awaits anyone who shortens his days
No reprieve for those who despises the new days apportioned to them.
No pain here anyways can compare with the eternal agonies
Beloved you are made to last.

All that it TAKES!!!

It is really unraveling to find that your heart is broken.
It can be the death of you, hence the birth of another.
A complete stranger who you do not know takes the place of the you.
You have always known.

Needless to say, my heart has been broken once too many times.
The me that resulted from the heart attack is a stranger.
One i wish i had never known.
But can never loose.

One born of anger, and fulfillment.
One full of resentment, for broken promises.
And dreams that disappeared as smoke on the morn.
This one can never love again.

This heart is seared, with steel.
It will take more than sweet words and romance to break through.
Go home child, there is no joy and laughter here.
Fly away to another land where the plunderer has not looted
Or removed the good to sunshine

Son, go on its for your own good
A man came by here once
I gave him all i had
He took it all away, left emptiness in its wake

Brother you think what you see now is worth staking destiny on
Surprise me, cause you didn't see this house in its former glory.
I am inertia; i have lost all sense of feeling.
Take my advice; journey on home is still ahead

Love ?? you love me?
What is Love?
A broken spirit, shrouded in misery.
An angry mob; irate without reason.

Will you buy this wilderness, parched and dry.
It will take more than a miracle for this land to bloom again.
More than the bag full of tricks, words and acts that you bear.
It will take a tsunami, your wind can only cause the dust to flicker.


Do you have ALL that it takes???

Free to Fly

Once in a while the pang so strong engulfs the one who lives
Truth be told, your really will begin to cry without tears;
Loneliness an ache that burns within.
Who will comfort who will pacify.

Have you ever wondered the feel of the wind beneath your wings?
Have ever hungered for the flowing stream around your feet?
Am thinking it takes a long while for it to settle in.
The sun will burn like the desert sand.
The sea roars in turbulent waves.

O peace so pure and so divine where do i go for comfort and assurance.
When insurance fails and no one can see.
Loss so vast you just want to cry.
The motor vehicle with a busted radiator.

No consolation no shoulder to lean on.
The desert heat on my bald head.
Dreams in my heart.
I take flight on the sight of an oasis.

Welcome Home

There is a place....

A place where all things make sense,
Where all is in sync!
There words are tangible,
Where its done as soon as its spoken.

A place where the waters dance,
Where they flow in perfect symphony!
There thoughts take shape,
Where its real as apt as its thought.

A place where the fire laughs,
Where the flames do the erotic tango!
There the will creates,
Where it manifests immediately.

A place where the wind convulses,
Where it births and bellows!
There action is fluid,
Where its neither here nor there.

A place where the soil duels,
Where it conquers all.
There intention holds sway,
Where its the very bedrock of all there is.

Have you been there?

Straight from my heart to You

..I have decided to put my thoughts into writing for two reasons;
1- because I believe it will be a good avenue to pour out the overflow in my heart, and put order to the chaos inside my head sometimes.
2- cause you have so generously offered to be my other self the one with whom I can be all I think to be. "When you are tired of this be quick to let me know"!!!.

First I believe an introduction is appropriate. My name is Bolanle Aina (I have so many other names but I choose to ignore them cause its burdensome filling forms!! 'Laziness shey?!")
I was born January 16 1982 (sometimes I suspect its 83 cause you know how people mix up dates at the beginning of the year!! But my mum says 82 so I believe her) on a cold harmattan day in my hometown, a lovely sweet and beautiful place called Egbe now in Kogi state (who knows where it will be in the next ten years it was part of kwara when I was born. God save Nigeria!!). I spent the early part of my life apart from my parents. But I had a wonderful childhood cause I was doted on by everyone especially my grandma. Only downside was I grew up alone more or less cause I was an only child for seven and a half years. So I learnt the joy and beauty of my own company at a very early age.
This is boring, so I will stop here.
Remind me to continue some other time!
What am I today?
Today am a working girl living the very boring triangle (work, home and church), well with the kind of city I live in presently there is hardly room for anything else. I like to go out and have fun but the downside of that is the hours I will spend in traffic. My idea of fun is hanging out with friends and family close to nature. I love nature!!...that's why am au naturalle....

Every time I send you a message I will share a link to anything that catches my fancy. Today I read this and caught something. www.facebook.com/notes/mojiroluwa-adebosin-akanji/self-worth/501669400138
Have a swell day!!