Olúwafèyíṣarámi

Hello February, The one I love but never knew. My sister, my love. Caught your message in the wind I smile. Same story, different perspectives. You were the beautiful rose of liberation My first step into the journey to truth. Truth eventually became the goal,not the steps to it. I learnt to live again. Hard it may be for you to understand But on the journey of discoveries, I'm praying you find what I found. Healing. Peace. Truth. Love. Life. And the dawning would follow. Never would I want to remind you of the hurts of yesterday. Every step no matter how hard, Was taken in love. I wouldn't give u less than what I've found Cos you deserve far more. Again, our paths may cross It may not be as I think it would Nor as you envisage But if it ever does, I hope you'll be ready. It has been one hell of a heady ride. But at the end, is life as you have never seen it. The colours of perfection. Love u still.

Can it just be me? Can this smile break free without tears? Can this sunshine just last a moment on me? Breaking free from the known All traditions giving way painfully Cutting me in places I never thought possible. Slicing me and tearing me to bits without remorse Bruises, blood and a reminder of how cold death could be. Deep, I know. but it is just how I felt being ripped apart. My screams still resonating in my ears... Yet, I'm alive. I breathe....or at least try and keep trying. This is a new phase So I have been told And with it all my emotions break free I am raw I am overwhelmed I am lost I feel things anew, even things never thought possible. All that I had cried about, starts to ease But my mind just fails to understand the change Things that normally would have just been, now I am questioning Things that should make my smile burst, I am afraid to embrace I am so lost in the many years of lack that I do not remember how to embrace this much Or...

Same season Rains and drought. How can that be? Our hearts see the joys and await the birth... Two women, or are they three? 2 sides of one coin.... 2 different experiences, One life. One the one hand, Support through the uneasy times Even some help carry the burden And some bear most of the pain Just so the worst times Are never experienced alone. You were never  alone Love surrounds you... But today, you bear it all The day is here and the weight bears down Alone with the masked ones but not at heart, Giving shots to shield from the pains Even the prodding and the needles were seen, not felt Just before your eyes closed in sleep.. The tearing and the pulling The scraping and the cutting Through every layer and sewn all back together Each hand works efficiently, Each one does his job To birth this breach, And bring to the earth this newness ... And then it is over, and the cries ring loud Surrounded by blood. Lots of blood But within the blood is l...

Those times you feel dead And everything around has little meaning All meanings that had been found has vanished With the new demands placed on my life. I thought this was a new phase Is this part of being reborn? Why did this have to sour up my joy? I'm confused. What's going on? Why now....at this time of so much celebration? He has taken it all Every sense of pride Everything that is me to boast in And what's left? All I have is trust I may not understand it, but I trust That I'm in his hands and the best he yet shall do... Still, my heart questions everything My being shuts down Cold from inside out, I feel numb all over from the hurts And the lingering memory of pain... I feel love yet it's as far away as a dream I dream yet it is full of questions and unfilled gaps I cry yet it is not enuf to wash me clean from it all But somehow, I hope. Oh, I hope....hope for tomorrow. But for today, I just want to be held I want to feel, howeve...

This round world turning around its axis This turn table of life.... Oh, it turns, these cycles... It plays half and half in different directions. In one half is me doing all the dishing out In the other is me at the receiving end. What one gives, one must be near damn ready to take. Yes. What goes around does come around. Basic. Simple. Truth. But am I  ready to be tested with the same I tested another with? Forget that you were just a tool the father used to chastise his son You were a tool cos you can play that role Or why must you be that tool? So you also must learn from your role Yet, suffer the consequences of being the tool. Basic. Simple. Truth. Who was the first to cast the stone? Have you learnt? The table will turn, definitely. .. What would you do if someone throws the stone at you? You gloat over the fact that your friend's girlfriend loves you more... When the table turns and your wife seems to love your best friend more, What would you do t...