POEMS, LIFESTYLE AND ESSAYS!

      Feyi : I think he loves me!     Duni: How do you know he loves you?     Feyi: The way he looks at me; it feels like butterflies in my stomach.   Duni: Hmmm!   Duni: How does that feeling of butterflies in your stomach describes love?   Feyi: (Rolling her eyes at Dunni) Duh! It’s the feeling of excitement, something bubbling on the inside. It’s what we call ATTRACTION Girl!   Duni: (shaking her head) Wake up Girl! Your Life is not M&B Romance. For me I don’t think that’s Love.  Feyi: So Mrs Know all, what’s your definition of Love?   Duni: (scratches her head) Well I don’t know,  Feyi: (interrupting Duni, rolling her eyes) obviously you don’t know what Love is. Dunni: Yeah, because I have not been in love before. But if you want my candid opinion: I think love is about Action, more than Feeling.  Feyi: Hmmm! philosopher, explain please   Duni: God so Love the world that He Gave His Only Begotten Son…, So my

      I hide Drapes, heavy yet transparent hide me from my shame, guilt and secret pleasures Separate but within view How can i be so good yet so bad? How do i douse these flames of adventure? I question my thoughts They seem to oppose each other I want to be good and bad My feelings act against me Betrayal! My hegemony is my appetite for the finer things of life All the trappings It has to be me being celebrated I want to be the centre of attention But here i am, hiding So i walk out from behind the drapes I stood before me a mirror and i saw me Me! I’m at the centre of this mirror In this mirror which i am, i can be anything i choose Right now, right here I choose goodness From and to me.