TAKE YOUR TIME

Pardon my handwriting..lol. Real words right there. #lovemum

Take your time baby, Take your time

I Found Him

I found Him dad, I found God.

I wanted to know why
Why you prayed so much
You were better off
You didn't lack a thing

I wanted to know why
Why you closed your eyes
At every given time
You were a busy bee
yet you still found the time

I wanted to know why

Why you kept reading that book
Don't story books get boring?
After the second, third time you read?

Then I encountered Him
The one you couldn't stop talking to
He's so gentle and loving
beautiful and irresistable
Each time you opened that book
Your heart comes alive, right?

Nobody can love me the way he does

No word can soothe me better than His

Now I can't stray away from his presence too

I found Him dad,

The One you couldn't stop talking to.

DANCE WITH ME

Don't be scared, dance with me
Feel the beat, Be the lead
Take my hand, Do the deed
All we have, is right here
All we need, is right here.

Let Two hearts beat as one
Let Four legs move as one
Let Four hands work as one
Let Four eyes lock as one
Let Two minds work as one

Don't be scared, take the lead
Feel the beat, be the lead
Feel the heat, win the bid
Take my hand, do the deed

Take a step, dance with me

LIVE SIMPLY

Someone who I like to refer to as 'my mentor' sent this beautiful piece written by Ben Carson to me few days ago.  I hope you like it as much as I do.

The life I live, I simply  live for Him.

Sometimes you are unsatisfied with your life, while many people in this world are dreaming of living your life.

A child on a farm sees a plane fly overhead and dreams of flying. 

But, a pilot on the plane sees the farmhouse and dreams of returning home.

That's life!! Enjoy yours.

If wealth is the secret to happiness, then the rich should be dancing on the streets. 

But only poor kids do that.

If power ensures security, then officials should walk unguarded.

But those who live simply, sleep soundly.

If beauty and fame bring ideal relationships, then celebrities should have the best marriages.

But those who live simply, walk humbly and love genuinely!

All good will come back to you!!!

Man asks, “Where was God when Myles Munroe, wife and his associates were killed in a crash? 

He answers, "The same place

I sat when John the Baptist my servant was beheaded. 

When Stephen my servant was stoned to death. When Paul my servant was murdered in Rome. The same place I sat when my only Son

was brutally crucified, wounded, bruised and killed.

I have not moved from my position."

I am the same. 

It is not the means of exit from earth that

matters but the destination.

Live simply. It's all about God!!

LOVEBOUND - 2

Love is a beautiful thing, right? In case you missed the Part 1 of this beautiful poetic love story written by me,  Click here to read before you proceed. Cheers.

His head hung in deep thought
His heart in deep pain
He thought he had lost her

Head still hung in thought
What happened next shocked him
He saw her straight legs first

His head jerked up

His eyes locked with hers

He noticed her beautiful brown eyes

He couldn't believe it

She was right there

Right in front of him

He didnt know what to do
He was confused

Adrenaline pumping
His eyes were fixed on hers

Her eyes were fixed on his

He has been waiting for this moment

He was ready
Ready to capture the moment....any moment

He thought he was dreaming

He thought he was imagining 

Until he saw the smile
That slowly formed on her lips
And then she said 'hi'

The butterflies came alive
Snapping him out of his dreamland

Somehow without saying a word
She said 'peace be still'

His silence spoke a lot
Her eyes spoke volumes
He connected with her
She agreed with him
Fate smiled on them
Heaven sealed the deal
Here they are at the altar

This sacred spot where they met

With that promise of forever

They've been lovebound

Since the first day they met

And they'll be lovebound

Till the day they die

Twinkle Twinkle Little Star

While we wait for the part 2 of my legendary(lol) poem - LOVEBOUND. I decided to take us back to nursery school.  How I wish I can bring my BBM smileys here..so much feelings I want to convey but  can't..lol. I like to bring out the child in me once in a while, and tonight is one of those nights.  I'm ready to recite this poem out loud,  Join me, let's recite together *smiles*. And as for those of us who don't know the other part of the poem, here's a chance to. 
Oya let's go...

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are.
Up above the world so high,
Like a diamond in the sky.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
When the blazing sun is gone,
When there's nothing he shines upon,
Then you show your little light,
Twinkle, twinkle, through the night.

Twinkle, twinkle, little star,
How I wonder what you are!
In the dark blue sky so deep
Through my curtains often peep
For you never close your eyes
Til the morning sun does rise


Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are
Twinkle, twinkle, little star
How I wonder what you are 

Lol. See you guys tomorrow.

Lovebound - part 1

He was seated right here on this spot

Same City, same hour, six months ago

How could he ever forget

The first day he set his eyes on her
Heart beating intermittently
Palms perspiring so hard
He stopped what he was doing for a moment
Swimming in the aura of her
Then she started walking towards him
Cat walking with the poise of a dancer
So elegantly dressed, so innocently faced
He thought she was coming to meet him
He thought he was going to die
Then the moment got injured

He said HI, she didn't respond

She walked past him
Breaking his heart momentarily

And then just like a dream

She walked back to his side
The exact same way she did earlier
This time his heart didn't skip that beat
This time his hands didn't perspire
This time his brain wasn't blank
Neither was his mind searching for the right words

He didn't bother to say 'HI'
'Cause he knew she would not look his way

Then she started walking by
Just like she did before...

Tribute - Tears in my eyes.

When I got and read this tribute my heart bled. She was a fresh graduate of UNILORIN..a former linguist. A beautiful young lady whose future got cut short. I didn't know you, but rest in peace.

Now that you are gone

I still see your face often 

I hear your voice clearly in the wind

I remember the days we have walked this path Four years of scurrying for classes(lectures) burning the midnight candles 

Forcefully shoving into your head Semantics, Syntax, Phonology en Phonetics

And all the  the subjects you had difficulty comprehending

Humbly accepting some things life gave you
At the same time fighting for what you wanted 

I watched you speak up when no one knew what to say or do. 

I watched you fight and struggle for B.A Linguistics.

With my eyes glued on you as we drove down to the Mortuary...

I tapped, Pinched and Hit you so Hard
I wanted you to smile at me one last time

I prayed you Cough before we got to the Mortuary 

But no way,  Destiny already had its way..

I took time to check through your body 

wondering what really got you Killed 

There was no wound, Cut or  Injury on any part of your body

But Alas! Death still took you away

This was not our last discussion.

This was not our last plan when we discussed @ the Faculty.

I told you not going this year doesn't mean we not going next year.. 

So all this years of chasing B.A  through Fufu campus en route Unilorin campus was just a mere shadow chasing. 

I pray God forgive you and give you  eternal rest.. The basic fight is to live 

but death almost always wins that battle. 

Our faces are still stamped with confusion and questions...

How do you see someone today 

And the next day they are gone?

So many unanswered questions

So many incomprehensible scenarios

 JUST. LIKE. THAT! Bukola, you left too soon.

Rest in peace Bukola Remilekun Odumosu.. We love you but God loves you more..

John Ayokunle Funso Falodun(Senator Don Weezy.

COMPASSION - Note to my Unborn Child

I hope you will be seduced by the enchantment of learning
And bedazzled by the alluring possibilities trapped in its bosom
Education will teach you many isms:
Economics; how to gather resources to meet your needs
Entrepreneurship; how to multiply wealth and court Abundance
Society too will impress certain ways upon your mind:
Doctors save lives; they are rewarded with class and comfort
Lawyers plead cases; they are treated with grandeur and respect
Engineers create edifices and bridges; civilisation needs them
So many ways to learn and how they profit you
 
Compassion isn’t a job, you may not be taught;
It is not a class, comfort or respectable thing, it hardly profits you
But Child, take from learning its greatest lesson:
Its luxury; the ability to choose
Its elixir; the power of reason
Choose not the ways which add mere things to your state,
Or those caustic red-herrings about Happiness’ true home
Use the charm of reason to find for yourself that life’s true essence
Cannot consist only in things, or temporal states alone
 
Know, child, that compassion is a hard and lonely path
For ‘me’ and ‘I’ are the natural uses of man
But reason, good reason should prompt you to the higher life;
Where you give, give and give again
And expect neither profit nor material gain
No other joy compares, not even close
To when you lighten a needy face with a selfless deed
Child, it is true what they say; you haven’t lived a day
Until you lend a hand to a soul who can never repay
Child, compassion isn’t ‘profitable’, you might never be taught
But I hope it remains your path, even if everyone deems it difficult

Poem Credit - Abayomi Ojo

Written in the Stars

This is dedicated to all the love birds making it official today. 

May your love last forever.

Stay with me
Don't fall asleep too soon
The angels can wait, for a moment
Come real close
Forget the world outside
Tonight we're alone
It's finally you and I

It wasn't meant to be like this

Not without you

‎

‎Don't be afraid‎

I'll be right by your side
Through the laughter and pain
Together we're about to fly‎

I wasn't meant to love like this
Not without you

'Cause when I look at my life
How the pieces fall into place
It just wouldn't rhyme
Without you
When I see how my path
Seemed to end up before your face
The state of my heart
The place where we are
Was written in the stars
‎

Written in the Stars - Westlife

Mr Man

You said  you loved her
Before you took her to the altar
Where did the love go?
The love you 'claimed' to have

You've forgotten so soon

How you begged her to love you

How you dramatically proposed

And she lovingly said 'yes'

Now you beat her
Forgetting she's someone's daughter

You are just a weakling

Who doesn't deserve love
She is meant to be beside you
As your wife and lover

Mr Macho, don't you know? That

He who finds a wife finds a good thing

He who Mistreats a wife finds a bad thing

It's just the law of Karma
What goes around comes back around
The wickedness you do today
Willl one day come back to you
In a form you least expected

When that time comes
The time for you to suffer
Don't think your mother's a witch
Or your sister's a sorcerer
just remember the period
When you painted your future black
With your own bare hands.

IG: @sheyikezia

POWER CORRUPTS - ABAYOMI OJO

 Agbede was a boy of few words 

English was one of his disabilities 

He came humbly to enlist my help;

To compose verses of love to his long time crush 

I was in till he broached her name, Jadesola;

The 'naughty girl' who never regarded me as the class captain 

It was time to clip her wings 

In the note I committed all kinds of felonies in Agbede's name 

Happily he ran off to give his 'thoughts of love' towards her 

I paced eagerly around her desk 

To be sure my lightning struck dangerously well 

Soon there was a hoard of wailers around our queen. 

The wailers wailed more than the bereaved 

And counselled her to seek redress for the injury received 

Soon the mighty Mr Majek strolled in 

And called forth my visibly shaken friend

I couldn't look into his sorry eyes as he rode quietly to the slaughter slab

I felt so little and sad but my remorse was a little too late 

Agbede was beaten blue, grey and black 

Till my name dropped from his swollen eyes-

I was beaten blue, grey and black 

Not just by the canes of Mr Majek

But also the occasional gazes Agbede cast at me 

He stopped talking to me. 

I thought it ended there. 

Agbede was the son of the village blacksmith, 

From the lineage of the masqueraders 

Masquerades were the death of me

Agbede lurked beneath vengeance for many months 

Till the season of the masquerade finally dawned 

Alone on a tiny path, I finally met my death 

Agbede beat me blue, grey and black 

And I was powerless against the stings of his whips 

The pen is not mightier than the sword, 

Not even mightier than the whips from my estranged friend. 

I was corrupted by the power of the pen 

Agbede was corrupted by the power of the cane 

We were both guilty of the power of corruption 

I was guiltier for drawing the first blood.

Poem Credit - Abayomi Ojo

RE: If you see Ayanwale

I'm excited today 'cause i've got a very interesting stuff for you guys. You read the poem 'If you see Ayanwale' right? In case you didn't, read here http://sheyikezia.blogspot.com.ng/2015/09/if-you-see-ayanwale.html?m=1.
So, the gist is that I got a poetic response from someone *yay!!!.
Read, like and pls drop your comments. Enjoy!

Eyes like Stars

Each night I see twinkling stars in the sky

My mind races back to that walk down the aisle

When all my eyes could see in your eyes

Were those twinkling stars in the sky

If you see Ayanwale.

If you see Ayanwale,
Please tell him I'm waiting,
With me there's no berating,
His love is all I'm awaiting.

If you see Ayanwale,
Please tell him i can cook,
With me he doesn't need to book,
His love is all I'm awaiting.

If you see Ayanwale,
Please tell him I'm loving,
With me there's no shoving,
His love is all I'm awaiting.

If you see Ayanwale,
Please tell him I'm in Austria,
And I can't wait to bask in his euphoria,
His love I'm still awaiting.

IG: @sheyishay

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