Monday, November 29, 2010

A Beautiful Morning Focus

So earlier this morning I was thinking about 'Focus'. Yeah, focus as in the power of concentration, the ability to remain not just determined to a dream but one that maintains your focus on the dream.

Even though I was late for work something in me just made me pause for a while to stare diligently at the charming blue sky for some time right there inside my compound. However, I noticed two amazing things that so far has come to be of great positive impact to my once bothered mind. Here:

(1) First I noticed a bird flying high up in the sky, I stared at it for a while; I watched it fly forth, backwards, in circles and downwards, I enjoyed the whole sight.

(2) Then suddenly I noticed very tiny flies flying in circles or say clusters few metres away from my eyes, I took a quick glance at the flies then returned to the bird. I did that 2,3 times after which I found the little flies interesting and thought to just take few seconds to notice them proper. I did. But when I returned to my main focus - the bird- it was gone.

I was sad, I felt I just lost something tangible. I felt I lost a major substance, deal or even if I may say, project. It however seemed like a coincidence because yesterday night I was pondering deeply on a serious issue which needed fast intervention. And this morning I found a perfect illustration that gave me a clear answer to my list of questions/worries.


Lesson learnt: Because we (humans) bother alot about the little things that really do not matter we end up forgetting the very tangible and needful that need our most concerns.

Good morning and enjoy a beautiful day.

Wednesday, November 3, 2010

I See You...

I see u
I see us

I see u
I see more of us

I look at you
And it seems like 2mao will
Never come

Each day

I pray
I seek
I search
For a day when
I'll never have to let you go
Cos without you
Life is empty

Come, come to me my dear
Look at me, look into my eyes
My beloved
Dont just say you love me
Show you love me

Listen, listen my love
Hear the sounds of my heart
Again listen to the love beats Reveling in my heart

Listen to my heart say....

Me u, us two, now and always.

Well, do u believe my heart?

How to seduce a Cancer male

Okay, a friend sent this to me and I thought I should share perhaps there're few people like her that are interested in a cancer male.Here, good luck.

You meet this guy and you think “wow he is so nice”. You might hear him in the supermarket say “love you too mom”, as he hangs up his cell phone. A Cancer male is sensitive and caring man wrapped up in a manly package. Getting him is not as easy as one would think. Think of your favorite romantic comedy and apply it here. There are high points and a few low points then some reassuring and proving your love. Once you have a Cancer he is yours. A Cancerian man will never hurt the one he loves. He is truly compassionate, warm, funny and cares about everyone and everything. That is something that comes natural to a Cancer. From saving the earth to finding that stray pup a home; they want the world to be a wonderful and safe place. Cancers like safe and traditional. They need to feel that you will stand by him through it all. When he comes home to you he needs to feel that he is safe at home and nothing can get him. Home is a natural environment for a Cancer. They love spending time there with their mate having a good dinner and watching a good movie. Make him feel safe and everything is yours. They need reassurance that things are right. The need for reassurance often causes a Cancer male to be very shy and introverted to begin with. You may have to make the first move and ask him out. Simple and traditional is the way to go. Extra points if you invite him home for dinner for a Cancer loves home cooked meals. They love all things homemade from food to the little heart you might draw over the letter “i” on a love note. They need to know you care and you are just as committed as they are. The first date should be full of questions about him and his past. He loves his childhood and his family and would love to share every story with you. He likes to be touched so do it every chance you get. Cancers are ruled by the moon, they will appreciate your understanding and compassion. Once they feel your compassion and know it is genuine, his pants will want to come down. Be his friend first. Let him know this. Let him know that before you want to make love, you want to make sure this will work for the long haul. The more he hears and knows you want a commitment and true relationship the more special he will view you; say “long-term” he will be right there to give it to you–both the relationship and his member. If there ever is a zodiac sign to be honest with about a broken heart, it is the Cancer. He will be there for you and make sure it will never happen again on his watch. The Cancer guy craves a deep and meaningful relationship. Being able to connect with someone on various levels is imperative. Get to know the people that are close to him, like his parents or best friend. If you win them over you may won half the battle. For all the safety and security you try to provide for him, he will provide right back. When it comes time to bed your Cancer male be prepared for a night to remember. He will draw it out for hours. Foreplay will be slow and meticulous. You will feel every ounce of passion he feels toward you. He will make sure that you are happy. Just make sure you give back as good as you got it and let him know how wonderful it feels. With a Cancer, you make love. He does not fuck… its love. If he is really into you, the thrusts are deep and long. The greatest erogenous zone for Cancer is his chest. He will respond well to sucking and kissing his nipples. Gently tease them, slowly blow on them… he will be putty in your hands. It might be 10pm when you start but it will 3am by the time you roll away from each other breathing rapid and deep trying to come back down from the high. One thing is for sure, you never have a sexual complaint with a Cancer. Once you cross over from friendship to bed friends, your battle is not won yet. Remain consistent. Keep the assurances flowing and the flirtations meaningful. Call him at work to say you were thinking about him and how good he felt inside you. Build trust with them and they will grow closer to you. When he comes home from work, you should ask him about his day. After you hug and soothe him then tell him it’s over, he’s home. He will let it go and curl up with you on the couch. Cancers are moody but those moods can easily be manipulated for the sanctity of the relationship. Never take advantage of a Cancer. He needs to know that while he can open up to you with everything, you will keep him in line. For better or for worse, you Cancer male will be the one you might just settle down with. He needs you to be loyal and faithful for he is the same. Cancer men are the most loyal of the astrology signs. They make excellent lovers for person who loves romance and being swept off their feet. As you dated, the love nest became a safe haven and you became equated with trust and safety. To a Cancer this is love and seduction all wrapped in one. You love to love him and he knows it. When you part for work he knows he is coming home to the love nest you created to have a warm and cozy night with you. The nights will round out but a sweet session of love and passion then a blissful sleep. The Cancer male will give you the fairy tale if you will be his princess.

Monday, October 25, 2010

You Handsome Devil.....

It was a couple of weeks ago. I had a sultry day in office and so decided to take some time off at the beach – undecidedly; I worked out my way through to the ever popular-dirty-now renovated bar beach on Ahmadu Bello Way, Victoria Island. At the lovely and serene environment of bar beach, one place I love to go when I feel a notch for unique inspiration and creative ideas. As I fumbled through my bag, lifting the make-up purse over the wallet, I picked my note pad, which was wrapped in the long rope of my ID card. Settling down under one of the numerous tents that accommodated pleasure seekers and glancing through my list of probable write-up ideas I let my eyes lead me up to the shadow that has engulfed my presence. And there he stood, with glamour…. no, I cannot seem to find the right words now because his presence consumed every of my thoughts, my pen dropped and I felt my heart beat run a bit faster.
One word I can define him with ‘beauty’. Few I can qualify him with, “the handsomest young man I’ve ever seen.” Directly he stared down at me, his gaze hooked every bit of me. My senses rushed back to me and just one thought I heard; “write about this right now.” Immediately, not muttering a single word I picked up my pen, which was laying in between us like the audience. Flipping through my note pad to the next plain page, I scribbled down every thought, scene, idea and letter my pen could play with.
Lost in the world of muse and musings, misusing and misgivings his deep, rich grown voice spiked my veins back to reality “it seems I inspired your creativity.” He said. Right there and there I felt this was the right guy for me; well-groomed, crisp shirt, tailored fit trousers, patent shoes, handsome look and a rich deep manly voice to compliment it all. I sure had met a sent angel.
Of course, I’ve always been a sucker for a sexy brilliant and impossible man – just like every other lady right? But on second thought may be not. But it seemed this angel had more to him and his personality. I better get to the deal/research then. But then my mid flips to the other person, muse fit (so I call him) “or could he be gay?” right I thought, he looks too clean and creamy to be straight. Again the race will tell the winner. After I gathered momentum, I offered him a seat beside me and then I let the train move.
The discussion continues, my question, your question, laughs in between and all. As we chit chat several thoughts poured into my mind, most of which I ignored. Even if he were gay how would it really affect me; what is the likely harm I tend to get from the relationship. I summoned up and was ready to experience the thrill and frills the relationship carried. I’ve heard severally that gay men shared an amount of the soft and hard part of whoever they are and that they do not really value the ‘true reality’ of men. But no, all that still hasn’t put me off.
I did my research, found some facts for the intimate detail about ‘the’ character used in my coming novel, Melissa, who would know about this young man, or indeed his mysteriously cute acts or misacts? His friends will be useful of course. And if they had a passionate nature, natural intelligence and longed to know about the world, wouldn’t they easily read through him?
So it’s been weeks now and I’ve spent most of it asking his friends and requesting to meet up with his friends. Intrigued, I got myself invited to one of his friends’ for a get-together. I recognised some names and I matched them with gist I heard earlier. The party was fun, lots of interesting people to meet, lots of good drinks and definitely fantastic music, after a while though I noticed my ‘handsome beauty’ had disappeared so I looked around for him, no sign of him so taking my step lightly I walked around checking the house (big and beautiful I should say). Unfortunately I walked into an open room, with a glance I thought the room looked interesting. But my heartbeat increased speedily at the scene that lay before me. My super-handsome man right there on a sofa with another shabbily dressed but fine guy doing what I’ve not come to understand. I mean, what exactly I saw I’ve not come to define and understand. Cautiously I stepped out of the room, unknown to the busy lovers or whatever they were. Walking down the hall I smiled, but just then my peace returned, my mind presented me with a diary of thoughts as I returned to the party room. Somehow I felt ease, satisfied and achieved. At least I know who he is now and can give a definition to our friendship.
In the end, it isn’t my thoughts, neither his personality that undid me but his rigidly bare words. “I am made of fire and liberty, therefore live each moment as I please.” Sadly from hearing this from him, I discovered our affair/friendship/relation would end badly, with ugly feelings all around. My own feelings towards him began to cool the moment I heard those words. Full of remorse, I go back to my first love – my diary, I hope it’s forgiven me….

Friday, September 24, 2010

My Coffee Cup

It lies quietly on the shelf
Every day it smiles at me
Revealing that look of ‘return’
The story behind my retired coffee cup;

It was a long, long time ago
When all felt and smelt tiring
I look around, trying hard to get some comfort,
Some console just to give me that spurn, that gear
To pick my pen, pad and write as much as I could

But alas!
Nay consternation!

There I stared in abstract air
No words,
No lines
No meaning to my scribbling
Not until I picked ‘the cup’
Made my constant mind racer; coffee!

Whao! Now, my notebook is full with meaning too.
My eyes lusted after the coffee cup
Just as my taste buds coined avenues to sip a cup of
Coffee every hour and then;

Then the severance, my coffee felt uneasy someday
Dropped and chattered to pieces
As my mind dragged through clearing the remains,
My taste buds told tales of memories that appeared real

Days, weeks, months passed
But I could not get over my dear coffee cup,
My dear coffee cup would not return to me.
Then gone with my coffee cup is the usual dialogue
Between my taste bud, brain and mind.

I must rescue it!

After few recalling days my cup returns.
Although in a different design and colour.
But not my lost one, another it is.

My coffee cup is!
Now, like the new splash of cloud on the sky
My coffee cup returns
Like the shining glow striding
Through the morning tap.
My coffee cup returns
Like my lost heart and mind
My coffee cup returns
Kudos to my coffee cup
My coffee cup!

Tuesday, June 8, 2010

I wont send roses

This is a poem from a random friend I've not met in any way, I have lots of poems like this from this anonymous friend and I've decided to start sharing so I won't get too


I wont send roses


I won't send roses or hold the door,
I won't remember which dress you wore.
My heart is too much in control, the lack of romance in my soul
Forget my shoulder when you're in need.
Forgetting birthdays is guaranteed.
And should I love you, you would be the last to know
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so.

My pace is frantic my temper's cross,
With words romantic I'm at a loss.
I'd be the first one to agree that I'm preoccupied with me
In me you'll find things like guts and nerve,
But not the kind things that you deserve.
And so while there's a fighting chance just turn and go.
I won't send roses
And roses suit you so.

Have a nice day, Bunmi, and when you see a rose
think about this.


Quick Tips to Ponder

1. It hurts to love someone and not be loved in return.
But what is more painful is to love someone and never
find the courage to let that person know how you feel.

2. A sad thing in life is when you meet someone who
means a lot to you, only to find out in the end that it was
never meant to be and you just have to let go.

3. The best kind of friend is the kind you can sit on a
porch swing with, never say a word, and then walk away
feeling like it was the best conversation you've ever had.

4. It's true that we don't know what we've got until we lose
it, but it's also true that we don't know what we've been
missing until it arrives.

5. It takes only a minute to get a crush on someone, an
hour to like someone, and a day to love someone-but it
takes a lifetime to forget someone.

6. Don't go for looks, they can deceive. Don't go for wealth,
even that fades away. Go for someone who makes you
smile because it takes only a smile to make a dark day
seem bright.

7. Dream what you want to dream, go where you want to go,
be what you want to be. Because you have only one life and
one chance to do all the things you want to do.

8. Always put yourself in the other's shoes. If you feel that it
hurts you, it probably hurts the person too.

9. A careless word may kindle strife. A cruel word may wreck
a life. A timely word may level stress. But a loving word may
heal and bless.

10. The happiest of people don't necessarily have the best
of everything they just make the most of everything that comes
along their way.

11. Love begins with a smile, grows with a kiss, ends with
a tear. When you were born, you were crying and everyone
around you was smiling. Live your life so that when you die,
you're the one smiling and everyone around you is crying.

Tuesday, February 16, 2010


Do you have a place in your life where special experiences happen for you? Often times when my spirit needed wings from being inside – I went to either a quiet beach – to enjoy the peace of the beautiful sea and sky – or children’s play ground.

This day, as I approached the playground, I heard many voices in the distance, The air was so filled with joy and laughter I could not hold back the laughter. The sound was coming from the dance floor – well, one created by the children themselves, I just had to go there ! The playground was filled with children dancing, skipping, skating, It was a spontaneous time when they gathered during weekends like that. The scene was like from a sweet tale or a portrait of long gone days. There were little girls in beautiful dresses and well plaited hairstyles that almost made them women already. Boys were pulling the smaller children, I noticed a small girl though, lying on her back on the tiled floor, making fairy wings with his outstretched arms. Then it occurred to me he was just doing what he imagined, perhaps what he could see happen. “So do adults right?” I asked myself amidst a long smile. All the children were full of joy, energy, passion with beautiful innocent faces, smiley faces and broad smiles. They showed they were rich beyond the physical measure enjoying simple pleasures.
Aren’t we fortunate to be able to find these surprising windows where we may experience a glimpse of life in another way and find such enriching revelations? Reluctantly, I went home and imagined longingly at myself dancing with those kids back then putting on the look of a child, still in an adults” skin, I felt deep peace, calmness and happiness, I enjoyed that moment while it lasted,
These experiences become a challenge for re evaluating our rush through life and remind us that we need to stop, I ponder, listen and allow our mind and souls to speak to us and ask: “What are the little things I’m not taking time to appreciate or even notice?” Most times experiences at magical places like this brings back a refreshment and reminds of what is truly important. Life then takes a new turn – which we permit it and we feel different again.
So, please allow yourself the special though quiet moment to appreciate the simple pleasures that surround our everyday not just the negative ones that makes us complain and depressed. Then we enrich our lives with beauty, happiness and peace, Moments like that should be cherished, saved, re visited, explored and seen as important moments that let make episodes in our lives. Today is the guarantee you have that tomorrow exists and brings the best.