I stumbled on this and think it is worth sharing. Thank you Miracle Kelechi for the reminder that there is more to life than worries.
Tag: love
Happy New Month, December 1 2019
Ah. It’s December the first again. The Year’s last born month. 😊 Good morning everyone. I wish you all a great month and merry Christmas
Love
Every child deserves to be loved. Children can be at their best selves when loved and would reciprocate this act while growing. So if love
Appreciation
Good morning from West Africa. It’s Friday and a bright new day. I wish I can throw a poetry (blog) party! I’m very grateful to
Hope
Hope is a smile drawn across faces. How happy they are with hope in their hands! *** Image from Fiverr
Happiness 3
Do you know that Africans in general, Nigerians in particular are considered the happiest people on earth? Believe me, there are many things that can
Happiness 2
Here is an image of happy African children riding their wheelbarrow. Happiness is free. 😊 Do you find joy in simple things?
A poem to my Childhood
I like to watch the sunrise So early I rise to fly my kite Clouds are my playground, I look to the sun to see
Sound of Water
My poems are like sounds of flowing water, It tells of no serious things in particular; But little of people that wash others’ feet And
Sow Love
It was Israel More who said: “You should either be like the candle that produces light or like a mirror which reflects it. Pray for
When there was love
When there was love, I saw the clouds Clear like the sweet spring water Leaping, joyfully from rocks, Falling, washing pebbles white, And rushing to
When Beauty Fades by Okoroji Chidiebere Alexander
I can feel comfortable with flowers, What a beauty! What an aroma!! I can’t resist the gentle, Pure and, how sacred they are, What else
Ruptured Emotion by Deborah Nnagbo
The cry was deep and internal. The smile was blue and unreal. The little jitters of unrest made marmot parade on her chocolate face. She
Shameless Love by Okoroji Chidiebere Alexander
They say I love you, Yeah I do, I’m shameless about it, I’m weak to confront you, Your very appetites, As I find no alternative.
Initiated Relationship by Okoroji Chidiebere Alexander
I was drunk last night, Thinking about your very words, How this our love is an initiation, And not a relationship, What I call, inspired
Muse: Homecoming
Nada o! O nada o! Nada o! I’m back o! Kuje kusanar, go and tell them! Bring my jug, bring me kola, bring a mat,
Haiku: Smile Beautiful Flower
Smile beautiful flowerLet your tissues and petalsBring warmth to all that see
My Muse
I love your dimples, joyful grace on your smiles It stole my stare each time I looked at your face, Night falls herald day’s end
I Felt Roses by Okoroji Chidiebere Alexander
It was a dream, The deepest of it, The silent have it, But this moments stole it, I whisper a little, She knew, It was
Thoughts on Character
Character sustains beauty Character sustains destiny One thing that makes everyone unique or stand out is character. Character is moral strength and describes notable and
Thoughts on Africa: oiroegbu.com
My name is Okechukwu. I’m a Math teacher and I’m the brain behind oiroegbu.com. I’m from Isuikwuato in Nigeria. I enjoy writing. I love watching
Thoughts on Friendship and Honesty, from an Introvert’s view
Friends are family we chose for ourselves. Although there are many forms of friendship, some of which may vary from place to place, certain characteristics
Grandmother’s Table
Good evening everyone. This story was adapted from the Brothers Grimm and I’ll like to share it with you. It may be that the older
Muse: What I love about you
I love the dimple that grace your face, Your hearty smile and warm embrace I love the joy I get when you smile And those
Teach me to Love you again
For our love’s memory I cherish your love dose, Your care and your beauty, Each time the swift sun rose Gracefully, I recall our hopes…
Thoughts on Contentment
Most vices become when there’s lack of contentment. Burglary, pilfering, all manner of stealing, falsehood and even hatred of oneself are all factors of discontentment.
Muse: For you…
Light will be my sweet, loving words With your faith I will stand my ground, For when I look into your pretty grey eyes I
Thoughts on Family
Sometimes things change but we begin and end with the family. Family is everything. It’s the final bus stop for everyone. Think of the Prodigal
Muse: Lullaby
What is the sound of lullaby to you? Is it the touch of raindrops on rooftops Or the mild, soothing voice of love? Will it
Making most of Love 1
Singles and doubles, you can recall how it felt, loving someone especially when it was reciprocated. I always wanted to share a thought on creating
