The Night After...

How long can I rely on this deep sigh of yours?
Do you mean every gesture you’re showing now?
Is this gonna be a lasting treasure
Or a random memory, that’ll bring painful pressures…
Can I also believe the magic of your touches on me?
That tomorrow I’ll feel more of it
And the day after tomorrow I’ll more and not live to reminiscence
On the feelings you left on my skin today

Will you still be with me tomorrow?
Or is this a feeling just for today?
Is this a scene for another day?
Or a sin I’ll regret tomorrow?













Is all these just gonna be about me
Otherwise about my lofting body gently rapped in this plain silky sheet?
Needless to say, is this once and never again?
Will you still love me tomorrow?

But till this moment I ask myself:
“Was yesterday, yes yester night a repression of my inner-most self,
Unleashed ever so briefly
Or was it just a revelation of the darkside of me.

The truth is: I remain me
Because the morning after was yesterday
It passed,
And though that night was sweet,
Today is a brand new day!
© Adeola Ojedokun ‘09

WHAT?

Some seasons bring to us useful memories, others bring to us long awaited dreams, while little brings to us hope of things yet to come:

What fuels your fire?
What ignites your passion?
What's the thing you can't live without
The thing that makes you feel alive?
The thing you choose to do instead of doing drugs?
Whatever it is,
Draw it.
Write it.
Sketch it.
Film it.
Tape it.
Record it.
Paint it.
Dance it.
Play it.
Rap it.
Do it alone or do it with friends and show it to the world.
Your idea could be used for am national television commercial or featured on a website that shows the world, and with that you've ministered hope to the whole world.

You can do it!

SECRETS

Excerpts from 'secrets'...


In secret, I keep them in my hearts,
I read them; on my face I scale them.
To ears I mutter them, ready ears I recite to,
Steady, steady, it beats.
Then hush, hush! It spreads.

My heart pants for force, my hands fear shame
My feet swallow cool, but my tummy cowls volumes
Ringing volumes of immeasurable columns - Oh!
Again I fumble

If earth could turn the unknown into the greatest folks
Then, the eyes can see better cones represent a rogue
Hmm, I murmur at my repent
Letting my resents go to rest.

Tomorrow I’ll ignite my vents; I’ll speak to my rents.
And I’ll gather them, and tell them to not stagger at my radar
Speak! Speak! Speak on I hear, yeah those are my behinds.
Though they still torment my moments…
They still stand for my might.

My God, I just poured my mind
Never knew I could be this kind to wrong myths
For long they treated me good.
I should have declined, denied and decided their fine.
But still i…

FRIENDS AND FAMILY

Friends are the DNA of society. They are the basic building blocks of life. If you have a couple of good ones, treasure them like gold, because they’ll always be useful.

There’s nothing better, ever seen Ads that go - “friends and family”? I ask why not “family and friends”? Or is ‘co it flows better that way? Well I think it’s something else.

Yes, they know too, that friends are those people that can join you do those silly things you often feel like doing, the awful things you do spontaneously all in the name of ‘having fun’ and ‘living life’. And of course the family is that group of people that stay with you to clean up the mess while you continue with life…some friends stay put though.

Your friends help you carry the big weight in life. That big burden we’ve all got called, “What the hell am I doing?”

I’ve come to the conclusion that there are certain friends in your life who are always your friends and you just have to accept it. You see them even though you don’t really want to see them. You don’t call them, they call you. You don’t call back, they call again. You’re late, they wait. You don’t show up, they’re not upset. You try and stab them, they understand.

The problem with talking is that nobody stops you from saying the wrong thing. I think life would be a lot better if it was like you’re always making a movie. You mess up, somebody walks up and says “Cut, cut, cut, cut, that’s not going to work at all”. But what makes life interesting if not the fact that we must make mistakes but we have to learn from the mistakes.

Let me tell the main ish in all these ramblings: 1. Friends are good, keep them.
2. People think about what you’re saying and ask if you really mean it and the reality of your words even when you speak the ones that hurt them (mostly when they expect you to console them) you still push the pin claiming to yourself “I love you that’s why I can’t but say the truth”

But is that really it?

3. Always love life, the best yet to come. Take today as a great day and wait for tomorrow to be greater.

Quote of the note: “We don’t see things as they are; we see them as we are” - - Anais Nin

Solo Sex or Masturbation

I have always been of the idea that masturbation or solo sex as its often called is no sin, or what do you think? But that isn’t necessary anyway

So I read an article discussing a major issue I have for long talked through and in my mind and I was so happy at what I read…Masturbation is no sin!

Gba!

Yes, what is it?
How is it a sin, please explain to me if you think it is and if not still tell

As I was saying, masturbation, solo sex all of them like that is just you simply enjoying yourself not because you doing it satisfy someone but because you want it your way, simple, selfishly and straight up . So what?

Another common question is: is it against religious beliefs?
I am a good Christian, I respect the word of God but I have not come across any passage in the Bible where it states that I should abstain from solo sex or as I call it personal sex. This one I know that the Bible says you shall not have sex with an animal, an opposite sex, your father or mother as concerned. I for one don’t like thinking about sex cos I think its just a waste of time, why not give to yourself whenever you think you need it and quit hurting yourself because some guy/babes is not there to help out…okay sorry, but seriously what exactly is the ish about sex?

Addiction: Well addiction is not a good thing. Compulsive impulse to have sex is human right? But it should be controlled; one thing I hate most is addiction, when I get addicted to something, anything it affects me most psychologically and I hate…mehn I hate because then I can’t concentrate I can’t decide and I can’t understand myself just because I want to quit something. So just one word for addition – Bad!

Fantasising is not bad, well if you’re not the bold type like my friend will put: fantasise about sex if you’re not ready to be involved and if you want to involve and you’re not ready to indulge (you gerrit) then masturbate.

Okay, enuff!

When you get a partner, I mean a right partner as in boy to girl thing then you should stop the masturbation except he/she is out of sight.

What else do I know – solo sex doesn’t have to be boring – Betty Miano

This is a personal issue o…if you don’t believe then you don’t but research as also confirmed it.

Y’all have a wonderful time.

HOPE

Yeah, yeah, it's been a while and i feel like smacking myself for that...lol

Hope is sweetness that fills you
When all around is sour
Hope is it that calms you
Even in the raging storm
Hope walks with you
When everyone’s gone
Hope restores
When you’ve lost all
And can only find one…Hope
Hope speaks in the chilliest land
And in the stormy sea it reigns
Hope is it that leads the blind
And keeps his path safe
Hope leads the heart
Telling you there will be no harm
Hope binds your mind and reveals greater mines
Hope is a ‘thing’ that gives life.






Just something to ponder on - "We don't see things as they are, we see them as we
are" - - Anais Nin
"After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music"



Live life!

YOU

Most times when I meet friends, mostly guys our friendship transcends into the next phase when he comes up with "Please can you write a poem about me"? This of course is after I've told him I love poetry...my next answer then goes like ; "I don't even know you enough to do that"

Then he says "just the little you know will do"

Okay, I'll say, then put something up about our short term relationship that will soon turn to pages in my journal. After dismissal.

But of all my numerous 'write-about-me poems', one was particular as I had to write this poem for this sweet friend just ON our first date...and i can say it was a relieving one. At times one experience tells how the whole thing will go, and simply because just that one night went wrong, the rest apparently will.

I'll like to share few of this writing escapades of mine in a short while.
Starting with this, dedicated to this dear friend who thinks I care more than i hurt contrary to my own opinion.

YOU

In You
All I see is You

You

Y - Your smile that reserves a question that
makes me want to

O - Opt for a second or real version of you,
which i can't just see in

U- U, just not yet.

Just like I see, I feel a speech being rendered
in my heart for you.

A speech simply put like; I Like You
And I know as the times roll pass us
I'll sure conclude my assumptions

But for now
I pretend, assume that - I just like you
Yes! Just for now

I pretend to know you
And i really mean you
I mean the REAL YOU

Still, i battle 'the you'within me with muse

This is humorous: "An orgasm a day, keeps the doctor away"....LOL

Have fun.