Let’s Talk About Perfection.

Let's talk about perfection

Can anyone be perfect?

Let me guess, automatically, your answer is an emphatic NO!!! How dare we say we are perfect, or have the idea that we can be perfect in this world where there are so many reasons and ways to prove that every man is still subjected to his own share of demons and weaknesses? Who are we to place ourselves or dream of comparing our broken image with the status of a God-like personality who is not subjected to our enormous inabilities and glorious shortcomings? Or have we forgotten so soon that we, all of the time, are enslaved by our own passions and desires, that even when we see can clearly recognize that these desires are not as pure as our intents, we labor so dearly to see that we get what we want? How then can we talk about perfection or even dream of the idea of it when we are plighted with these inadequacies?

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The Curse Of Trust 

So I was thinking if I should share this with you now or wait till my book gets published. Well, I guess I have made my decision already.

Here is a summarized piece of a chapter from my book soon to be published; I really hope you will get the book when it is finally out. (Though it is quite lengthy, I tried my best to reduce it as much as I could). Enjoy this one, and please don’t forget to leave a comment. Much love.

Tell me, What is the biggest burden a man can ever place on you? And What can be so scary and so heavy that you dread to take it on your fragile shoulders? Tell me, What can it be?

Take a moment to think.

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What Is The Right Thing To do? 

Quite recently a colleague of mine called my attention to a piece of article I had written months ago. Probably fascinated by a screenshot of the piece I used as a profile picture, she requested for the manuscript where I had originally scribbled down my thoughts, and I, who was only grateful that I had another opportunity to share my thoughts with one more person in this world, sent it to her without hesitation. After a few days, on my way out of the office on one boring evening, she stopped me and made a compliment, “Hey, I love every piece of your article. They are so nice and true, but I have an issue with it”. To be honest, I was bored and hungry that night. My mind had been struggling to be somewhere else apart from my body, and even the movie I tried seeing that evening did little to ground my turbulent mind. I hadn’t written in weeks, so it was safe to say I was having ‘a bad period’, but I managed to listen to her opinion with some measure of relative calmness. Continue reading

What If Our Words Were Numbered? 

Have you ever wondered what it would be like or how it will feel like if you suddenly wake up one day to the reality that you have only a hundred (100) words to use for each day of your life?

Take a moment to think.

And it doesn’t just stop there. At the end of each day, you must give a report to someone of how you made use of the 100 words allocated to you.

Crazy right?!! Yea, I know, but think about it for a moment.

Now, the question is, What Will You Say?  Continue reading

How Do I Love You? 

How do I love you

With this heart of mine? 

What do I bring in

Befitting only for you? 
How do I love you

With love for no other? 

What words do I sing

Only for your praise? 


How do I love you

And stay true? 

To worship

With heartbeats meant for you. 


How do I love you

In the midst of the crowd? 

Making every moment with you

An enchanting memory to cherish.


How do I still love you

When there are no more ways to make you smile? 

How do I still please you

When time and life are done and are gone? 


A song I was writing which turned out to be a poem. 

The Right Kind Of Wrong. 

Tell me, what is the first thing that comes out of our mouths when we see someone close to us in a very terrible position? Maybe a friend, a colleague, or a loved one stuck in somewhat an impossible mess, and they look to us for answers. Tell me, what are the right words to say?

You see, all it takes is the splinter of a second for people’s lives to fall to shreds, for dreams to be squashed, hope eviscerated, and hearts broken. Most times, some may not even know of the amount of shit stored in their bodies and lives, and all it requires is just one wrong moment or a piece of bad news to uncover the blind. And at this point, they look on us for the right words.  Continue reading

Letters Of My Love Song. 

I thought I knew the meaning of love,

Until I met her.

She was everything different and everything perfect.

From her eyes,

Emanated an endless ocean of beauty.

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