Whispering Clouds

Dark in the night,

The moon had gone to hide,

There was terror,

Blood like stain all over the ground,

The clouds roared and rumbled in astonishment.

Alima whispered with tears in her voice,

Her face stricken with fear.

We are lost mother,

We are lost…

We tried to run, but we got lost

They are coming, yet we are not set,

They are coming in thousands,

To feed on our shadows,

I see them, yes they see me,

Oh my!

They are set in the misty clouds,

They can’t be brought down,

Nooo!

The lost souls are risen.

Come save us mother.

Come save us…

This post is in response to the one word prompt. Clouds

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Dream like a Tourist

I went high up in the sky,

Looked down, saw the hills waving at me,

cloud sailing in front of my face,

Stars shining, moon glowing so bright.

 

Jungle trek I went; smiling at trees,

Animals mating and feeding, nature is wonderful,

Huge, gigantic  dinosaur running around carefree,

Birds chirping and looking radiant.

 

I sailed across the large mass of water

My shadow calling forth from the deep sea

Music flowing into my ears in romantic rhythm,

Sea animals asking me to join in the water splash game.

I travelled in my dream as a tourist by land, air and sea.

 

This post is in response to the daily post. Tourist.

Appreciating my Readers

I woke up this morning having a long line of thought about where I’m heading to, I’m going to take a bold step in my life next week which has much to do with my career path and it’s going to really determine a lot in my life. Guess what? Shivers are running down my spine!!! I need other bloggers strength somehow I can’t explain.

I want to use this opportunity to thank Daisy in Willows. She’s been such an inspiration to me, she’s so very lovely. I started blogging on the 13th of April, 2016 not really knowing how the acceptance process would look like or what to expect but to tell you frankly, it’s been great, WordPress bloggers are the best, this is a journey that has really put me on a vision filled walk in my life, there are times I feel awkward and lost, then I decide not to post but read other bloggers post and I get all the answers to my questions.

appreciating bloggers

I want to also thank other readers that has been supportive one way or the other through likes, comments, their daily blog posts too ūüėÄ‚úĆ. Daisy did something and I was quite impressed and moved me close to tears, I also want to do something like that to show my heartfelt feelings of appreciation to bloggers out there, can’t mention all names, that’s gonna be quite a lot of work. Ha ha, but know that I love you all sincerely. You have been in my journey so far which doesn’t stop here neither is it about ¬†to. With God on our side the journey won’t get tougher but easier.

Daisy in the Willows 

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Dreambig, Dreamoften

A Kinder Way

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The Lonely Author

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Life and Times of a Barbarella

Books, Books and More Books

Erika Fuego & Soul Searching

Head in The Sound Clouds

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Bold, Blind Beauty

For Friends Without Borders

Fiction is Food

Gigantic Thought Bubble

Mr. Rodge’s Neighborhood

That Shameless Hussy

Tea and Tales

Stereotypically Able

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“It is the tenderness that breaks our hearts, the loveliness that leaves us stranded on the shore, watching the boats sail away. It is the sweetness that makes us want to reach out and touch the soft skin of another person. And it is the grace that comes to us, undeserving though we may be” Robert Goolrick

“Appreciation is a wonderful thing: It makes what is excellent in others belong to us as well” Voltaire

There is a journey that’s waiting for you, you will make great discoveries, you will find treasures and hidden powers, it’s a journey divinely designed just for you, today be brave in self-love and start the journey within yourself, there God is waiting to show you his masterpiece of love” Micheline Jean Louis

 

 

 

Water of Life

A tiny little drop of you,

Water of life,

Fill my belly with wantonness,

To quench my thirst,

Wilt and shrivel will be far from me.

 

I am, but nothing than helpless, a seeker.

I long for you to make me rise.

Spring of life,

Flow into me, bring me out to thrive,

Let me flourish, unending quest to survive in the desert,

Where one out of thousands no not his fate.

Produce tiny seeds that will become me once again.

 

I will blossom in beautiful colours of petal,

I will flourish in all season,

I will heal the sick,

My thick back used as shelter,

All this I will do with my green self.

Make me the giver of all.

This post is in response to one word prompt. Water

 

7 Things Men Do Before They Say I Do

It’s very conflicting for men before they land on the path of ‘I DO’, or rather very adventurous. Men generally like to live ‘the life’. Gone are those days when a lady meets a guy for the first time and the man tells her he wants to settle down and really¬†keeps to his words.

So what are the things men do before they say ‘I do’

1. Nowadays ¬†a man will tell a lady on the first or second date that he wants to marry her just with the sole purpose¬†of getting into her pants. aha. Men tell ladies the truth and stop the deceiving game. Most men don’t plan to get married, they plan to f*ck, right from the very day they set eyes on a lady…. If not all , then most of them.‘ladies beware.’

2. Men are scared of commitment, it’s a very long journey for them to get to ‘I Do’ land. Men want to party hard, drink, play like there’s no tomorrow, taste¬†threesome. They want to be imaginative and constructive. Their minds need to feed on something appealing.

7 things men do before they say I do

3. Men want to find the perfect woman, one that can cook all types of continental meal, local dish, snacks, name it… They want one that is very good in bed by testing all, until they find the perfect match, the luscious woman with good looks and eye stopping figure. A woman who can work all day and work all night…


Women are not aliens. They are human. 


4. Every bachelor plans his finances for a better future, but I don’t understand situations where some men spend half of the money saved up for their marriage on the wedding ceremony, who is to be blamed for this, the women or men themselves? Either way, It’s still part of the journey to the I do land.

5. Every man wants to lose his virginity before the day. Have you ever met a virgin man at that point in life? Guess not! Even though we still have some female virgins…. men running around searching for female virgins when they have lost theirs long ago before the age of ten years. How is it possible to find the virgins of opposite sex when they have all been tested by the likes of you.

6. Really when a man starts to keep malice with his yet to be father in law is quite amusing, yet to think only women hated the idea of yet-to-be mother in law’s interference in relationships and marriages. Men on that journey always ensure they create a little distance before they say I do.

7. They tell lies to every (Lucy, Rihanna, Kimberley). Why? Simply put it this way–‘A man will always be a man.’

I really hope I’m not stepping on toes here, yikes! aah.. It’s just the simple I do truth, marriage should be enjoyed and not endured or bastardized. Catch all the fun, do whatever you want to do– hope women will be wise enough to detect all this….but men do all this with caution or don’t do it at all to stay safe! You never can tell what could be hunting you down from your past adventures.

 

Why Deprive Me

Gorgeous, dazzling beauty of mine,

Causing unsettlements in my brain.

Sweet taste of you on my tongue.

Revealing sensational rippling effects flowing through my body,

 

My Maraschino cherry.

The sweet savour taste of you tickles down my oesophagus,

Giving rise to goosebumps on my skin.

Being the best thing that happened to me,

I know not what to do.

 

They deprive me of you,

They said I have too much of you in my system,

They said you will wreck my life

How on earth am I going to live without you

I have to stay away from you to be alive again.

How will I ever resist Ice cream in my life?

Creamy, milky Ice cream.

 

This post is in response to the one word prompt. Deprive

 

 

 

Knowing The Real Prophesy

My future is not for you to predict,

The ‘I am’ created me and knoweth all.

Hands are laid, demons are are banished.

Disciples move in exhilaration to fulfill the prophesy,

Days after days, weeks after weeks, months after months,

They offer the holy divine.

They see not, they hear not, WHY?

It is for them to seek, for them to ask, for them to knock.

And the holy doors shall be open unto them, heavens will unlock the endowment,

The rains of good fortune will befall.

 

I kneel before the holy one with tears in my eyes,

I cried out loud, deafening  the defenseless walls

Earsplitting, thunderous shrieks coming from thou,

Pain piercing through my heart,

I bowed to the holy one, the all consumer fire.

Seeking questions that needed answers.

I know not what my future beholds,

The faithful one should not see confusion,

Bring me home to the truth, satisfy my quench for precision,

He said to me, I have given you the weapon, It lies in your hands,

Use It, and I will fight for you, I will be your warrior, BE STILL.

‘Omnipresent,’ ‘Omniscient,’ ‘the greater than I’, he is.

“I have heard what the prophets said, that prophesy lies in my name, saying, I had a dream, I had a dream…Jeremiah 23:25”

“The prophet that hath a dream, let him tell a dream; and he that hath my word, let him speak my word faithfully. What is the chaff to the wheat? saith the Lord…Jeremiah 23:28

“Therefore ye shall see no more vanity, nor divine divinations: for I will deliver my people out of your hand: and ye shall know that I am the Lord…Ezekiel 13:23

This post is in response to the one-word prompt. Prophesy

 

Empty Heart of A Woman

Bewitched by you first time I set my eyes on your glamorous silky skin,

You belong to me now and no other,

You are my other half, my courage, my strength,

Beautiful you are, enchanting to the eyes, sleek black fur.

Always around my bosom in fulfillment,

With my eyes held up high in pride,

A day without you out there is a miserable one.

Everything I’ve always wanted at all time, I found in you.

You give me courage, protection, my best friend,

That’s who you are.

Never a dull moment with you, my heart.

 

And then suddenly you are gone,

Gone with the wind.

Vanished with all that makes me,

They took you away from me, now I’m empty, confused,

What have they done to me?

Where do I go, how do I find you?

The world is wicked, where is the courtesy?

But you are so harmless, a joy to me.

I feel so sick now, lost in the world without you.

 

The truth is a woman’s handbag is her best friend, women feel empty without this, rarely would you find a woman stepping out of her house without it. Her handbag is the power house- eddaz

This post is in response to the one-word prompt. Empty

 

 

 

 

My True Companion

In the journey of life, I met you,

Never searched your soul,

I looked into your eyes, what I saw was beautiful,

All I knew was that you were my companion.

I embraced you, loved you, and learn’t from you,

You thought me, accepted me, and shared with me.

Knowing fully well that someday we will get to the destination,

When we get to the end of the journey,

I will breath a sigh of satisfaction;

Knowing fully well that we shall meet again in another world.

It came to me that every time I loose a dog, they take a piece of my heart with them. And every new dog who comes into my life gifts me with a piece of their heart, If I live long enough, all the components of my heart will be dog, and I will become as generous and loving as they are- Unknown

This post is in response to the one-word prompt. Companion

Summer Is Here Again

I remember last summer when I was indoors the whole period. I Couldn’t feel the bright hot sun on my skin, too sick to move an ounce of muscle, mum was by my side the whole time, getting me fed, and flushing down all types of dugs down my throat, yuck..

At last, the long awaited summer is here, ¬†It’s time to groove, I no longer have to kit myself up in my winter jacket in bed, now I’m free like a bird. Yeepee…”summer, summer, summer, time, it’s summer time”.. whistling.

This post is in response to the one-word prompt. Summer.