Positivity

--> The Blessings of Maami image Source: Rainbowwallpaper.blogspot.com From the depths of her being There gushes a mighty river From a source well hidden within the crucible of her spirituality. She a giver; Created just like the one who touts a 'third leg' The lot fell to her to become the ferryman of the little extra required to spawn champions. Her voice is a song Her scolds ever so painful to bear at first, Enshrine in us, character and values that birth tomorrow's laurels Her bosom is a fortress more secure than that fort where gold is held captive in Barack's country. Her laughter gladdens the day Even nature is discomfited at her pain and discomfort. Has mother ever pulled you ear? Has your backside ever felt the wrath of her slipper? Have the unspoken words of her eyes ever chilled your bones? Indeed we all have a tale to tell of mother at her punitive best Yet, how quickly mother-inflicted sorrow...

Over before it even started Emotions are running wild, Depressive tendencies trying to get the better of me I have been here before and I know I will ride this out somehow It’s just a matter of time Lots of questions running through my mind though;  Was I really so insensitive to her feelings? Were these times we shared just a game? Did she really love me like she professed or was I just so gullible and naive, blind to her true intentions? Did we change gears too fast? I don’t know any other way to love though With me there are no half measures I feel the attraction and move in to make the connection  ‘Full stop Ninja’ that I am, cutting to the chase from the get go Is there still someone out there to accept me as I am? I thought I had finally found acceptance and true understanding But it looks like I built me a house of cards I just hate the way the cookie crumbles leaving a bitter taste in the mouth Still feels like a dr...

http://www.naijastories.com/2010/06/love-wan-tin-tin%E2%80%A6/                                                                                 Source: minhaalegria.tumblr.com When I think of you there is a smile upon my face When I think of you my heart begins to race When I think of you, where you are is where my soul yearns to be   Holding hands, dreaming dreams, You enjoying my presence as I bask in yours, Seeing nothing else but you and the feelings we share I see the fire in your eyes and I know its there because you hold me dear Oh, the gentleness of your touch, Your ever so tender kisses, Butterflies in my tummy when you say my name This music in my ears when you laugh And the warmth you radiate when you smile You call me hopeless romantic and I proudl...