Monday, August 31, 2009

Thots about Life..

Every day when i think about life
about the turns and twist
The hate and the love which exists
My heart completely rolls over
With this meaning called life

Each day brings its own challenges
You win, you lose, your still fightin on
Till tha trumpet sound
Your still fighting away those battles
Hoping to win someday

In the midst of the tempest valley
Hope comes in the horizon
Ill luck fully on its trail
waiting to end that optimism
that seems to give you light
Light at the end of the tunnel

People of diverse backgrounds
Color, creed and religion
All having a stake
in this creation called life
Big enough to accommodate
Anything and Everything
...within her spheres

Saturday, August 29, 2009

Upon a hill

Take me into your presence Lord

For I love to bask in your glory

Protect and shield me

As the mother hen protects her eggs

For in your nest lies my comfort

Preserve and rest me in your nest

Where there’s no weeping or sorrow

But joy everlasting to last a lifetime

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Love--A never endin feelin..

Everyone is lookin for that special one
Someone they can call theirs
Some go to the ends of the world
Lookin for that special one but never find
While some sit by and it comes to them
Some are still wonderin about which way to go
While some don’t even wanna feel it anymo
Cuz of the pain it has brought them

Everyone is lookin for that special one
Waitin on the wings to make them fly
Some have it and then throw it away
Some never had but want it so badly
How ironical life can be..

Love, rare to find like a unique gleam
The true essence of livin we all find
The longin of a forever never endin feelin,
We all want

That special one
Who can truly fulfill our innate recesses
Our wants of the flesh and of the soul,
We all dream
Love, the irresistible desire of mankind..

Tuesday, August 25, 2009

Without you...

When the music I knew
Had gone awry
When my tongue
Grew so heavy
And my words failed me
He held me..

When the life I knew
Was coming to crumbles
And the rocks
Which held me
Were caving in on me
He held me..

When I despaired
Wept bitterly in the open
Day and night
With soaked sheets
He held me..

When the people I trusted
Let me down
Trampled upon my feet
And stabbed me on the back
He held me..

When the sun
Which brought so much sunshine,
promise and succour
Dimmed out too suddenly
And all I saw in the horizon
Was gloom and doom
He held me..

When I saw things I’d built
Crumble before me
And had the faintest idea
On what to do
He held me..

When my tears
Wouldn’t suffice
And my hurts
Wouldn’t go away
When I bled
Deeply within me


Didn’t have the nerve
To soldier on
No one to tell
No one to relate with
And all I hoped for
Was dashed
He held me..

When all I did
Mattered no more
When all I said meant nothing
And my bones were creaking
Inside of me
He held me..

When the weight of my arms
Were heavy,
Broken and couldn’t carry me
And my legs
Crippled that I couldn’t go far
He held me..

I don’t know what I could’ve done
I don’t know where I would’ve been
If you’d let me go by
Without YOU holding my hands.

Monday, August 24, 2009


I dont know this lady from Adams but i believe she's wounded and grievin over an ex-lover--Will appreciate if you guys will stop by her blog to show some love..Appreciated..

A very successful Nigerian lawyer parked his brand new Lexus in front of his office, ready to show it off to his colleagues. As he got out, a truck passed too close and tore off the door on the driver's side. The lawyer immediately grabbed his cell phone, dialed 911, and within minutes, a policeman pulled up.
Before the officer had a chance to ask any questions, the lawyer started screaming hysterically. His Lexus, which he had just picked up the day before, was now completely ruined, no matter how the body shop might try to fix it.
When the lawyer finally wound down from his ranting and raving, the officer shook his head in disgust and disbelief.
"I cannot believe how materialistic you Nigerians are," the cop said. "You are so focused on your possessions that you don't notice anything else." "How can you say such a thing?" asked the lawyer. The cop replied: "Don't you know that your left arm is missing from the elbow down? It must have been torn off when the truck hit you." "My god!" screamed the NAIJA lawyer. "My Rolex!!"

Secrets of a Perfect Relationship
1. You need a woman who cooks, clean, and has a job.
2. You need a woman who can make you laugh.
3. you need a woman who you can trust and never lies to you.
4. You need a woman who is good in bed and likes to be with you.
5. Most important of all... You must make sure these 4 women never meet.
There was a man who was cheating on his wife with his sexy assistant.
One day, the man decided to visit her at her house. After having some lunch, they had the best sex they ever had.
When the man was getting ready to leave, he asked the assistant to rub his shoes and pants on the lawn. Confused, she did as she was told.
When the man returned home, his wife was furious. She screamed at him, "Where the hell have you been?!" The man decided to be honest, and said, " Honey, I've been cheating on you. I went to my assistant's house to have some lunch, but ended up having the best sex in my life." The woman took one look at the man's pants and shoes and said, "You liar! You've been sneaking out to play golf with your friends again!"
A judge says to a double homicide defendant,"your bein charged with beatin your wife to death with a hammer. A voice at the back of the courtroom cries out, "you bastard!" The judge continues, your also charged with beatin your mother in law to death with a hammer,"the voice in the back of the courtroom cries out, "you bastard!" The judge stops and says to the guy in the back of the courtroom, "sir, i could understand your anger and frustration at the crime but no more outbursts from you or i'll hold you with contempt, is that understood?"the guy in the back of the court stands up and says, "im sorry your honor, but for fifteen years ive lived next door to that bastard and everytime i asked to borrow a hammer, he said he didn’t have one."

Thursday, August 20, 2009

The beads gurl..(Part 2)..

Oya now,where my peeps at? ...The sequel to The beads gurl(Part 1) which yawl have been waitin for is right here..sellin fast and im droppin it like it's hawt!!
Sit back, relax and enjoy this pleasure ride…

...Then it all kept coming, like as if I was in a trance…. the several warnings from my mom to be wary of women who wore beads, the several experiences of my friends who had told me about women using such to entangle guys to their whims and caprices, the thunderbolts (magun), and the million and one reasons why it felt so wrong..

I tried pretending that all was well but deep within me it wasn’t until we bade each other goodbye promising to meet pretty soon..

Some few days later, I got a call from her tellin me she was on her an unholy hour?? God help me..come, she did and before you could say oh, right from the door she was all over me from the first kiss…she wore this skimpy thing that even my revered pastor would have forgotten his callin at that hour just to get a pleasure ride at that moment and then, it all happened so fast that no sane man would have refused the urge.

She ripped my clothes apart –everythin and while I was at hers, thinkin that she must have had those beads taken off since I frowned at it the first time, I saw dem beads again and all of a sudden I became numb and paranoid..I just couldn’t understand why she had on those beads and when I raised an objection ,you should have seen the fury in her eyes when she yelled at me callin me all sort of ugly and unprintable names and still I did not touch her until, only God knows where came these words, “never in my life has any man turned me down when I want him”..Guess what? that was the breakin point as hot sweat broke out from every outlet in my body. I was scared stiff and was silently cursin the day I met this gurl as well as prayin to God to quickly let me out of this hole I had dug for myself.

Ever since that first time, she kept coming and I kept turning her bounty down becos up until now, she’s yet to give me a solid reason why she wears those beads and why she has refused to take it off despite all my entreaties to her. Funny enuff, these aren’t the kind of beads you’d tell me is in vogue or whatever ladies make up with all their modernity and fashion consciousness.

My worry now is, she has used all known tricks in the book to get me but has failed thus far by gettin a resounding no. I fear for the day when who knows, she might get the other side of me to fall prey to her antics. To run sef don become wahala because that could portend some unseen trouble so I have resolved to stay like an akinkanju (warrior) and handle it all with some diplomacy abi is it not said that he who runs away, lives to fight another day…

I don’t know if it’s just me or perhaps the conventional way I have been brought up that makes me think that any gurl with some KIND of beads, not a single tiny line but several rounds of beads has something attached to it and this has nothing to do with stereotypes and all that ish.. To even add insult to injury, those beads were purchased in naija and all my offer of buyin a new one at an African store has been rebuffed so far. Pray, what can I do? I need your opinion on this cuz she keeps callin, and comin at odd times when I need the comfort of my bed after a hard day’s work….No,I don’t hate beads but let it be the one I buy for you and we would work out fine..LOL

Your comments and sincerity will be appreciated

Wednesday, August 19, 2009

The beads gurl..(Part 1)..

Hey my people, how una dey..I have this one thing botherin my mind that have been hesitant about sharin until now so that I don’t appear like im a chauvinist or somethin but I guess I finally made up my mind to share it anyways..knowin that I might get some bashin or otherwise from the female folks but hey, I can’t help it is why Im here..
P:S—I know this ish is long but your opinions count greatly so I’d like to know what you think…Thanks
I really don’t know if this belief is held all over Nigeria or just some parts of it but certainly if your like me who hails from the south western part ,you sure would have heard or perhaps experienced the so many myths attached to ladies wearin beads on their waist.

It so happened that one cool breezy night, I got all so bored and just wanted to kinda play around when the tot of checkin through one of my old profiles on a datin site popped up in my subconscious and gbam like a flash of lightenin I was on the site testin the waters..The tots of catchin some “fish” consumed me and from then on there was no stoppin me.

After lookin through so many pages and wasn’t enticed by all I had seen, for some reasons I stopped on this one profile picture whose contents and notes stroke me as one from Africa..My curiosity wouldn’t lemme be so I wrote a short note askin to know the lady in question. Some few days after, I got a prompt in my email tellin me I had a mail on the website. You should have seen the excitement on my face with the alacrity with which I raced towards opening a new page to check my mail knowin fully well she was the only one I wrote. Fazed, I opened this email from this same gurl tellin me all about herself in a glance and she more than included her phone number and all that and yours truly never passes such offer so I did call her and we fixed an appointment to meet at the Manhattan Beach.

All this happened so fast that I didn’t believe it was real until my curiousity pushed me to my wits…Ok so I got dressed and trust me when I say this was way past 10pm(central time) when I got into my car and off I drove straight to the beach.( Some freakin twenty something miles from west los angeles).
Got there on time and had to wait for her to show up and eventually when she should have seen the bad wheels this gurl drove down that I almost chickened out with envy…lol…mhen those wheels were honestly so bad..well..she got off her car and after exchangin pleasantries we made for the beach holdin hands like two high school kids who had just discovered how much they were in love..

We got to the beach and were like talkin about nothing in particular..perhaps you might be right to say we were just yarnin all those sweet nothins ladies like to hear till I don’t know what happened..guess we both got carried away that before you could say ashewo, hands were already all over her titties until …wait for it …I frolicked her body and down the waist line was wow..some several beads…honestly which I hadn’t seen in a long that instant, it was as if something hit me cuz all the libido I had drowned out to zero sharply with a million and one thoughts racing through my mind at the same time and jugglin for attention..I was so livid with anger that she undeniably saw the rage in my eyes and then she goes like, “dee, are you ok”, the tension in her voice all so palpable but at that point I was past caring..Then it all kept coming, like as if I was in a trance….

Watch out for part 2!

Monday, August 17, 2009


In all of my thirty something years, I have never really felt so stabbed, so wounded like I really do feel now. Yes, I have heard stories of how people have been betrayed, watched movies of how strong bonds have been broken with absolute recklessness and disregard and read tales of wolves in sheep’s clothing--but that was until now.

I’m in a quandary. I don’t understand why people have always taken my niceties for granted. It hurts to the marrow that I go to all ends to make another happy but each time; all I get is a stab from the very hands of the ones I have spent my whole time and resources on.
I trusted him. Called him my brother from another mother, ate from the same plate and fooled around together. I thought he was there for me genuinely when my heart was broken. I thought all his words and admonitions were real. Alas!

I wore my whole heart on my sleeves for him and could have sworn behind his back that he would never think anything untoward towards me let alone act his script out boldly as he has done.

I told him personal and intimate stuffs about me that I wouldn’t dare share with anyone. I believed in him..but what did he do? He scorned me..He scorned me with his actions. He stabbed me in the back and said vile words against me, nay opened me up for ridicule…

The heart of man is evil, full of treachery and deceit. If only I’d seen through that smile..If only I’d read through every action and when I did and cried foul, no one..I mean no one listened to me. I saw danger lurking in the shadows and raised the red flag but no one heeded my call .. If only I’d seen into the future..if only I’d listened to the words of the Psalmist which admonishes me never to trust any man..if only..

These are times when you wish God will stand up really fast and soon too, to strike your enemies down in fury and vengeance but im constantly reminded of the words of the Holy Bible that says his ways are not our ways.. Now I look back on everything you ever told me and realize without a shadow of doubt that they were all self serving. I should have known..I should have known you were a traitor..I should have known that I needed a long spoon to sup with you but I stupidly let all my guards down never knowing you had your game plan. I have always been a strong believer in the law of Karma and I know it’s certainly coming for you pretty soon so that the world will know you for who you are …

Thursday, August 13, 2009

Musings of two hearts...

Woman behind the veil
You stole my heart
Without a single look
Nor a single wink
The thoughts
Of how beautiful you look
And the aura of ur ambiance
All behind the veil
Stimulates my mind
Only time will tell
That which I hold dear
With all of my dreams
Will soon come true..
The guy behind the computer
One minute he’s funny and friendly
The next he’s an ashewo
He asks for my pictures
He asks for my number
Just one picture he says
At least let me hear your voice
I know one day, very soon
It may not be now, but soon
He will finally get to see who I really am.
One day, yes one day!

Monday, August 3, 2009

Laugh it off

A man escapes from a prison where he's been locked up for 15 years. He breaks into a house to look for money and guns. Inside, he finds a young couple in bed. He orders the guy out of bed and ties him to a chair. While tying the homeowner's wife to the bed, the convict gets on top of her, kisses her neck, then gets up and goes into the bathroom. While he's in there, the husband whispers over to his wife.
"Listen, this guy is an escaped convict. Look at his clothes! He's probably spent a lot of time in jail and hasn't seen a woman in years. I saw how he kissed your neck. If he wants sex, don't resist, don't complain... do whatever he tells<> you. Satisfy him no matter how much he nauseates you. This guy is obviously very dangerous. If he gets angry, he'll kill us both. Be strong, honey. I love you!"

His wife responds: "He wasn't kissing my neck. He was whispering in my ear. He told me that he's gay, thinks you're cute, and asked if we had any Vaseline. I told him it was in the bathroom. Be strong honey. I love you, too!!!