Saturday, 19 March 2016

CLEMENT

This bad girl would fall someday
Falling into the warm hands of a generous man
Everything would appear alright as it is...
Sweet, slow and perfect just the way she wants it
His touch would be as gentle as the still waters
Tender and suites her skin

The flavor of his whispers tickles her urge
His justice brings her satisfaction
And so her urge wont stop being rude
Oh how he gazes...
Let her, just let her into his presence

This feeling steals the first moment
sShe will hunger for it at the tail end
By then it would almost end

And she will say "enjoy this moment"
                    "prepare for the torment"
But never forget his name "Clement"

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Friday, 18 March 2016

I WAS THE PROBLEM


Just like a tear in the rain I seem not to exist

Just like a drop in the ocean I seem not to matter

As I slipped away hoping but  knowing i'd never be caught

They all feel the same, like rushing blood in my veins

And now that you have gone, I hope the world tastes your flavor


I never scale this familiar crossroad whenever I'm with you

I've tried to wonder what kept us away because it kept us away for so long

Even as hard as I tried to pull us together in my little way


Maybe I didn't pull hard enough?

And now, all I do is dream; A dream created from all the figments of thoughts i have about you


And I'm tortured and I ask myself "how does it feel?"

Knowing that i have lost you to the warm hands of another.

Seeing you happy in grace; the same I'm still on a journey for

It makes me sad every time

Every single time


And now I'm ashamed

Trying so hard to forgive myself as I crush memories about you knowing you mean a lot to me


BY: A.K.A  DJANGO
EDITED BY: JESSY DEREMI

Friday, 19 February 2016

REASONS WHY MARRIAGES FAIL- MY MARRIAGE IS FAILING

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"Marriages these days do not last. We have no one to blame but ourselves. We are the real issue because I'm quite sure that no one walks into a marriage with both eyes closed. At least Yoruba girls shut one and leave the other. Well except many of us still live in the 1990s  and are still married off by their parents.
Well welcome to the 21st century where we pick the ones that we want.
So why then do we break up if he was the one?"

"I don't love him anymore" That's all we hear, We have made it a norm to just call it off like he was the boyfriend you started dating 2 months ago. Things would most likely change when people start getting jailed for broken homes and ruining the lives of innocent children.

Let me make something clear; We can make our marriages work!

Why do married couples fall apart?

Let me start with the women.
Women have this dirty behavior of "I want to look like a wife and not a chick in my husbands' house" "I don't have time to dress too much I have kids to care for" "My husband won't see me as wife material if I dress this way" To make it worse they share their stories with friends. And i dont blame friends and their advice because every friend would want the best for you. But I blame the wife who goes crawling for advice when you can simply talk to your husband (your confidant) when things aren't okay.

As to address that dirty behavior... Did your husband marry you in deeper life clothings? Then keep it up till he demands a change. He married you with your skimpy skimpy? please don't convert, he didn't ask you to. Why do women suddenly think marriage is a bustop? It is NOT A BUSTOP!
Your man wants you as sexy as he met you and he wants you to still be the market demands. He wants to feel like he got the best woman and that his fellow man would die for.
If you married a Yoruba man, you had better keep your sexy game strong.

Women get married and say; I have to cook, bath my kids, cater for them, blablablabla.... You married your husband and not your kids. Your husband needs to be catered for. Or do you think he married you to just born baby and groom them? If thats the case he is allowed to walk away after all you have groomed the kids. Isn't it?
The way you treat your husband after the birth of kids determines what the end product will be. Your primary aim is to satisfy your husband! Some women carry it on their heads and say "I carried this baby for 9 months" Young woman, he donated his sperm, his every caring person, his time, his love and patience for 9 months. He loved you not to taste another woman for that period. He deserves a standing ovation for keeping his tool under control.
So don't start by ranting and saying I carried my baby for 9 months because he endured for 9 months of temptation.

Women want to look wife material... Madam, he has married you because he saw you as his wife, so don't try to look like one because you are one. You are his wife! Do you know how many side chicks want your man? But he sealed it with you because there is something in you that he couldn't find in others and that's what made you his wife.

So women, I beg you, look smoking hot for your man, keep that fire burning. If your man isn't good in bed you can control him in bed by striking the positions and telling him how you want it. Do not go about telling your friends because it is your marriage and not theirs!!!
Keep your marriage life private because it only gets ruined when you let the external party in. Sex is an act so display it and do not be shy to. If he isn't doing it well, teach him how to.
Dont forget "ACTION SPEAKS BETTER THAN WORDS" Don't start throwing it in his face instead make the move.

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Next week we would be talking about the men :)

Wednesday, 17 February 2016

DEAR BOYFRIEND

Ever since “my” mother passed away…
You kept my thoughts company
Not because you satisfy my thoughts
But because you enjoyed the time I would have spent knowing her
I was all about making you happy and you being proud of me
It didn’t matter if my mum had to cry
All I wanted were your smiles
Yet, I couldn’t be enough for you even as hard as I tried
But I was more than enough for her, I never had to try

Now that my heart demands the only thing it’s used to; you’re gone…
I offered you my life
You took my life without arguments
You broke it without comments
I surrendered all to you
And she surrendered everything to me
Oh how what goes around comes around

I shouldn’t bother you with my cries, nor worry you with my crimes

Oh mother!
I take all blames
Forgive me…

Love your mother, don’t wish you had
This is not my story because I LOVE my mother!
And this wouldn’t be yours if you show your mother the love that she deserves.
Mothers’ day is coming; it’s early enough to plan something special


Cheers!