BEHIND CLOSED DOORS

Goosebumps all over as I unravel the mystery you are. Your hands are not on me yet, I tremble as though, I was touched by the almighty. I open my heart to receive your love because you exchanged your life for mine. Touch me Lord, I yearn for your touch. That touch that saves. I undress before you, caress my soul, caress my mind, caress my heart, caress my whole being till I long for more. This vessel is yours: Use me as you please, use me for your glory, use me over and over. Intimacy with you is all I desire. Hold me down when my faith becomes shaky, pin me down Lord against your embrace. Keep me focused on trusting and believing in your ability to satisfy me. Keep me gasping for breath in your presence. Make me come! Make me come begging for more of you to the point where I’ve got no words left to utter. Don’t leave me. Don’t let this experience with you, be a one night stand. I want you everyday, every second, every moment. I need you as much as I need air. This vess...

YOU CAN BE A MASTERPIECE AND STILL A WORK IN PROGRESS SIMULTANEOUSLY. Maybe it’s just my mind that likes to wander all the time. That’s how I can be in a place and travel to almost all the continent in the world. By the way my last stop is India so I am writing you from India. Namaste🙏. It was one of these wandering days, I began to think and ask questions about how humans were carefully packaged in a small container and sent to earth through a vessel. Do you understand? I mean, imagine a girl child, born with hidden breasts, curves figure,ass, long hair, height, character and every other features you don’t get to see until she’s come of age. Did you catch that? Damn. A masterpiece but yet a work in progress. Everything she will ever be or look like came with her as a package during birth. Same applies to the male gender. Born with his deep voice, adam’s apple, broad shoulders,beards and 6 packs that doesn’t show up until it is time.  How amazing! How amazing how, we w...

click her e _________ Queen elizabeth the II is dead click here Laying on my bed and scrolling through my social media platforms, a news popup from one of these browsers flashed my phone with a headline stating Queen Elizabeth is dead. I didn’t believe it at first because I thought it was one of those rumours these sites carry to boost traffic and clicks. So I didn’t take it seriously. Going through my LinkedIn page I saw the news again, this time with a poster stating her age. That was when it dawned on me that truly this is no fake news, she actually is dead. A split second passed as I began to ponder about life, how fickle it is. Today you are vibrant and full of life, tommorow you’re no more; unreachable, unavailable, just gone. Life! When we die we become only but memories, memories that fades faster than the time they were created. Death is a leveler! No matter the position you held while on earth, or the family you came from, or the riches you owned. When your ti...

IS ADULTHOOD REALLY A SCAM 🤔? _________ E veryone has a story, good, bad, ugly it’s still a story. These stories make up a huge percentage of everything we are, the choices we’ve made, our wins, struggles, losses, aspirations, fears etc. We started writing chapters of our stories beginning from our background and childhood experiences. Tales we were told formed our belief system, friends we made growing up formed a part of our history Growing up for me was educative, fun and filled with so much love. I was taught to always create a to-do list each morning I wake up to enable me plan my day and defeat procrastination. This I still do till date. Dad would ask for a rundown of our daily activities at the end of the day. This right here was my favorite part of the day ,so I always anticipated it. Thinking about it now, I really do miss those days you know. When all that mattered was getting good grades at school, being of good behavior, following mom and dad everywhere, taking...

_______ It's in the little things, the little things does it all the time. Things that may seem unimportant and trivia create the most Memories. keeping your promises, calling when you said you would, random messages, tight hugs, thoughtful gifts, act of kindness, stolen kisses, keeping your word, spending time together, supporting eachother, going on trips....these moments can't be replayed or replaced with money. While you go about your day in search of your daily bread, don't forget the little things. Don't wait to have so much before you show the ones you love, you love them. You may not have all the time in the world. Always remember the little things matter the most! Nnó! Welcome! I am rooting for you always! Excerpts of Vocal Thoughts Behind Closed Doors ✍️. Enjoyed this read?...Leave a message! <!-- Ezoic Code --> <script>var ezoicId = 379920;</script> <script type="text/javascript" src="//go.ezoic.net/ezoic/ezoi...

Don't look for me in old neighborhoods, you won't find me. Don't look for in chaos, I have found my way. Don't look for me in regret bus-top, I no longer walk that path Don't look for me in pain quarters, I have moved on. Don't look for me in old habits, I have outgrown them. Don't look for me in sadness house, I am with happy now. Don't look for me in past lifestyles, grace pulled me out. Don't look for me in comfort zones, I no longer live there. As each new day emerges, a new slate is given to me ; To tick the checklist of change So if you still have the old version of me, you might as well click the UPDATE button. Even me cannot stop me, from seeing where I am going. Ka ò dí ! Goodbye! I am rooting for you always! Excerpts of Thoughts Behind Closed Doors ✍️ <!-- Ezoic Code --> <script>var ezoicId = 379920;</script> <script type="text/javascript" src="//go.ezoic.net/ezoic/ezoic.js"></scr...

The combination of these 4 words send calmness to my poor soul in chaos. I learnt to use this phrase from my best girl kasie, it was love at first hearing. Maybe because of the soothing way she says it, ummm... it could be or the precision at which they came forward when nothing else made sense. Yessss!, that's it. My heart excretes a loud exhale each time this phrase fall to my ears. In reflex my eyes close and open gently in acknowledgement of a new hope. My whole being suddenly relaxes and listens to everything nkasí is saying. kasíe m obí ! Comfort me ! Let me comfort you! So that even at your lowest, when I say them right back to you, you really hear me. Let your heart trust that "Everything Good Will Come"   This is what Kasíe says all the time !😄 Ndidi.. patience! I am rooting for you! Dear Kasie. Excerpts of Thoughts Behind Closed Doors ✍️. Enjoyed this read?... Leave a comment! <!-- Ezoic Code --> <script>var ezoicId = 379920;</script...