sometimes wen i dunt fit in
i reach for u within
you remind me of who i am
an image of my Lord the Lamb
that fits as perfect as the glove.
you are the one true friend i know
one that i could never outgrow.
My Lord, My friend you'll always be
the best ever there is to me
sometimes when am all alone
i think of all the love you have shown
i look above and see your face
woven into the skies like lace.
My love for you i cant compare.
You fulfill my little heart's desire
i talk to you every time i pray
to get me through each day.
.......my friends say i enjoy making mysef sad,well i noticed i get inspired to write when am sad
so here pple,onyi nwatu is sad...lol...but i knw i v found comfort in his arms...
Wednesday, October 27, 2010
Listen to my pleading heart...
I found luv,am sure of it,yes i found luv in my hart its true...i found it a long time ago,am sure of it,i kept it 4 a while den i let it go...it was a luv so sweet,pure,young n natural,am sure of it.it came 2 me wen i least xpectd,nt dat i was searching,nt dat i was wanting but it came 2 me,but i let it go...hw culd i v done dat,hw culd i v bin so careless,y didnt i guard it jealously,y didnt i nurture it,y didnt it blossom...nw am searching,nw am wanting,nw am begging,nw am pleading...am like a child,an infant who has bin denied her mothers breast to suckle,am like a child who yearns 2 b cuddled in ha mother's bossom,2 feel d warmth n d tender touch of luv,my tears ll flow endlessly lik a hunger striken child...in d forest of xperience i v wandered 4 yrs relentless hopin 2 find luv or its equivalent or wats left of it,seen but none culd b compared 2 it n v found nuthin 2 make me quiver or take me 2 heights dat my lost luv tuk me,nuthin even close 2 it...but out of d blues it resurfaces n am unsure of wat it has becum,if it has 4givn me,if it ll stil b mine,nw am on my knees,beggin 2 b luvd again,longin 4 dat special touch,wanting d beautiful rendevous wit it,hopin my hunger n thirst ll b filld n quenchd 4eva...my hart aches,am hurt,mayb i tuk it 4 grantd,mayb it was my neglect,i wasnt listenin cos it was 2 noisy,mayb i got carried away,mayb i didnt put in enuf effort...take me back n i ll b beta,take me back n i ll listen,take me back n i ll gud,take me back n i ll guard u jealously,take me back n dis luv ll b,it ll b n i promise 4eva wit u..
Flawless...take a second look...
To expect 2 find an ideal man,one who is witout fault or flaws,one who is perfect n falls or has al d gud n xtraordinary qualities of a man is neither true nor realistic.
Ok lets say u find d ideal man,wat makes u feel dat u wuld luv him perfectly.
We whr nt made perfect so y do we seek perfection,d same way we v blemishes n acne on our skin,we al v flaws,flaws r dere 2 differ u 4rm sum1 else,dese flaws make u who u r,dey make u unique,special 4 dat soul mate of urs...
You v 2 luv urself 1st inorda 2 luv anoda n until den,u ll only swim in pools of unrealistic waters in search of perfection.
Embrace ur imperfect self,let d realistic nature take its causd.
U may do al d surgery 2 ur physical appearance but dat flaw no mata hw tiny ll always make u stand out.
I am me,
i am who i am,
i am nt perfect,
i am nt flawless
but am d best selling book money can buy
Ok lets say u find d ideal man,wat makes u feel dat u wuld luv him perfectly.
We whr nt made perfect so y do we seek perfection,d same way we v blemishes n acne on our skin,we al v flaws,flaws r dere 2 differ u 4rm sum1 else,dese flaws make u who u r,dey make u unique,special 4 dat soul mate of urs...
You v 2 luv urself 1st inorda 2 luv anoda n until den,u ll only swim in pools of unrealistic waters in search of perfection.
Embrace ur imperfect self,let d realistic nature take its causd.
U may do al d surgery 2 ur physical appearance but dat flaw no mata hw tiny ll always make u stand out.
I am me,
i am who i am,
i am nt perfect,
i am nt flawless
but am d best selling book money can buy
The Change we need...
We live in a world where the truth is often twisted to suit our today’s world and needs. People are afraid to look each other in the face and speak the truth which stares us right in our own eyes. In my own eyes I see the world differently ,a world where you and I can start from our own homes and make a change no matter how small it seems in the eyes of others . A world where every little help you give is voluntary and cheerfully given. The world i see is a world that is fair and just. Some people say it will take a while but I say if you start yours now others will join you in due time.
I was at a conference two months ago in South Korea with people from all over the world, to be precise 450 young men and women from different races and different tribes but who speak one language(GOD) but what struck me most was not the turnout of these people but a culture from our own home land, a culture which most young women would call ‘old-school’…what amazed me was the manner at which the South African females were quick to clear the dishes of everyone on the table after every meal regardless of the tribe, age and color, they even asked if anyone wanted any order thing from the kitchen. We enquired from their male counterparts who told us it was part of their tradition and that women in South Africa knew it was their responsibility to take care of the men. We the female folks from Nigeria were also quick to adapt to the new trend n joined to do same.
The change we seek is at our door post and some of us know this but have simply refused to acknowledge this fact. Unless we change our mindsets and our entire being we can’t bring change or make any change. Change starts with our individual contribution and gradually it will grow but when we don’t collectively work together to bring change we pull down our nation or our world. It’s up to us to decide whether we want to raise or pull down our world.
Let our nation not be like a sheep without a shepherd, let our honorable house not be dishonored by the things we do in it, let our administrative offices not be misused in our nation or churches.
Young people a lot of responsibilities lies on our shoulder, let us not wait for a coal to be put on our lips like Isaiah before we speak the truth and our minds. Let us speak without fear, do not be hearers of the word only but also doers of it, let us listen and harken to the voice of the Holy Spirit as he tells us what to do and when to do them, let us do the right things at every given opportunity. Washing any plate you find in the sink would cost u nothing but just water touching your hands, that same way u are indirectly washing your hands too, turning off the light in the bed room when stepping out would cost you nothing but a reduced nepa bill, helping someone make noodles wouldn’t make you sweat but you are also practicing cooking for the future, leaving all the work for the house help doesn’t make you a chic or doesn’t mean she will disrespect you if you scrubbed the bathroom once in a while, you are building yourself for your own home tomorrow…
Young people let us not ask why us, we are the future of this great nation, the leaders of tomorrow, God didn’t put you here so you can relax, he brought you here for a reason, let us quit complaining about things when we have not done our parts.
To end this I say to you, “for every new office or assignment,there has to be a new anointing or fresh oil. Old oil or anointing doesn’t work in a new phase of one’s life or assignment or office. My God will give you the strength you need as you proceed to do the right this for our nation and world.
God bless you
Love,
Onyi nwatu
I was at a conference two months ago in South Korea with people from all over the world, to be precise 450 young men and women from different races and different tribes but who speak one language(GOD) but what struck me most was not the turnout of these people but a culture from our own home land, a culture which most young women would call ‘old-school’…what amazed me was the manner at which the South African females were quick to clear the dishes of everyone on the table after every meal regardless of the tribe, age and color, they even asked if anyone wanted any order thing from the kitchen. We enquired from their male counterparts who told us it was part of their tradition and that women in South Africa knew it was their responsibility to take care of the men. We the female folks from Nigeria were also quick to adapt to the new trend n joined to do same.
The change we seek is at our door post and some of us know this but have simply refused to acknowledge this fact. Unless we change our mindsets and our entire being we can’t bring change or make any change. Change starts with our individual contribution and gradually it will grow but when we don’t collectively work together to bring change we pull down our nation or our world. It’s up to us to decide whether we want to raise or pull down our world.
Let our nation not be like a sheep without a shepherd, let our honorable house not be dishonored by the things we do in it, let our administrative offices not be misused in our nation or churches.
Young people a lot of responsibilities lies on our shoulder, let us not wait for a coal to be put on our lips like Isaiah before we speak the truth and our minds. Let us speak without fear, do not be hearers of the word only but also doers of it, let us listen and harken to the voice of the Holy Spirit as he tells us what to do and when to do them, let us do the right things at every given opportunity. Washing any plate you find in the sink would cost u nothing but just water touching your hands, that same way u are indirectly washing your hands too, turning off the light in the bed room when stepping out would cost you nothing but a reduced nepa bill, helping someone make noodles wouldn’t make you sweat but you are also practicing cooking for the future, leaving all the work for the house help doesn’t make you a chic or doesn’t mean she will disrespect you if you scrubbed the bathroom once in a while, you are building yourself for your own home tomorrow…
Young people let us not ask why us, we are the future of this great nation, the leaders of tomorrow, God didn’t put you here so you can relax, he brought you here for a reason, let us quit complaining about things when we have not done our parts.
To end this I say to you, “for every new office or assignment,there has to be a new anointing or fresh oil. Old oil or anointing doesn’t work in a new phase of one’s life or assignment or office. My God will give you the strength you need as you proceed to do the right this for our nation and world.
God bless you
Love,
Onyi nwatu
The Christ i know...
The Christ i know
is not buried in the preacher's sermons
nor in the pastor's big BIBLE
nor in the flowing gowna of all who command the pulpit
The Christ i know
does not covet every pauper's naria to buy is flying jet
nor sell salvation to the children of babylon.
My Christ does not joy
in the sedative opiums
dished out every sunday
so the furious sun can continue to reign
unchallenged in his fatal glory
nor in the high mountain of tithes and offerings
amidst a vast ocean of hunger...
The Christ i know
is the passenger sitting right next to me
each kobo i give to complete his fare
draws me closer to God
The Christ i know
is that stranger who is lost and cant find his way
each direction i give that he may find his way
draws me closer to God
The Christ i know
is the poor widow down the street
each cup of garri i give
to appease the raging worms in her belly
draws me closer to God
The Christ i knw
is you my friend
each smile or tear i cry with you
each kindness i show and love i give
draws me closer to God
is not buried in the preacher's sermons
nor in the pastor's big BIBLE
nor in the flowing gowna of all who command the pulpit
The Christ i know
does not covet every pauper's naria to buy is flying jet
nor sell salvation to the children of babylon.
My Christ does not joy
in the sedative opiums
dished out every sunday
so the furious sun can continue to reign
unchallenged in his fatal glory
nor in the high mountain of tithes and offerings
amidst a vast ocean of hunger...
The Christ i know
is the passenger sitting right next to me
each kobo i give to complete his fare
draws me closer to God
The Christ i know
is that stranger who is lost and cant find his way
each direction i give that he may find his way
draws me closer to God
The Christ i know
is the poor widow down the street
each cup of garri i give
to appease the raging worms in her belly
draws me closer to God
The Christ i knw
is you my friend
each smile or tear i cry with you
each kindness i show and love i give
draws me closer to God
Nobody's Darlin'
Everybody's picture, Nobody's darling
my limbs that daily burn,
under the heat of the furious sun
reflect gold streams
and they daily bath in ecstatic fits
singing my name to the heavens
drinking from the fleeced milk
of myy humanity
night the sun goes down
leaving behind gullied valleys
where i nurse my wounds
under the watchful eyes of BAYLIS
they scurry away in shame
to hide in secret spots
waiting for the next rendezvousfor i have become
EVERYBODY'S PICTURE, NOBODY'S DARLING....
.............i have found my voice.....lol.....thanx Rev Tee
my limbs that daily burn,
under the heat of the furious sun
reflect gold streams
and they daily bath in ecstatic fits
singing my name to the heavens
drinking from the fleeced milk
of myy humanity
night the sun goes down
leaving behind gullied valleys
where i nurse my wounds
under the watchful eyes of BAYLIS
they scurry away in shame
to hide in secret spots
waiting for the next rendezvousfor i have become
EVERYBODY'S PICTURE, NOBODY'S DARLING....
.............i have found my voice.....lol.....thanx Rev Tee
apologys to you...
i wouldnt say i have had d most intrestin experiences or felt the most pain but i sure v seen quite a few tins
relationships with humans is a difficult job to keep,infact its a job witout a guaranty of full salary payment... i v had quite a few of them,if nt more dan i shuld. a minister once told me that some of d friends we humans keep are lik extra luggages on a plane. be it a female or male friend,we all luk forward to sumtin frm them... we expect a certain amount to things from this relationshp... dont get me rong,i cant say i v been d best of friend to my pals... infact sometimes i forget to call or even send a txt(which by d way is lik my best way of kipin intouch) but it doesnt mean i dunt luv dem... sumtimes becos i v nt kept intouch wit dem for a lng time,i get scared of callin or takin deir calls for fear of rejection or dem being mad at me... procastination is lik a bad egg that gives out d ugliest stench... n d more u hold on to it d uglier d stench becos... i am nt d holiest of holys neither am i perfect... i am guilt of letting some of my friends down,i v hurt,cursed,bin mad at,betrayed some of dem n dunt even deserve to b called a friend... sometimes we psychologicaly hurt,emotionaly abuse sum of friends by words or actions n just dunt care abt deir feelns... but in all i v also learnt that just a few words culd change alot btwn two pple... a lil please here n dere,a simple am sori if it hurt u,forgive me...all these magic words could do us awole lot of gud.... i tuk out time to stay away frm my friends n b alone n blive me i v neva felt as lonely as i felt in dose weeks... to all my friends both the once i met in my innocent age,childhood n dose i just met....hear dis,i may fault,v flaws,hurt u,make u cry,betray u,stab u at d back or make mistakes but datd becos i was programmed to b dis way n nt b perfect but it doesnt mean u dunt v dat special place in my heart...knw dat each time i scroll thru my fone or fb page n c ur name,dat dere is a lil smile...if nt giggle on dis face of mine becos i v u for a reason.... and for dose i hurt,i did it nt knowin d havoc i was gonna cause u or our friendship...for dose i let down in d past,am only human...n its expected dat i derail...am truly sori if i v eva hurt u in d past...and for those i just met,am nt perfect,i may default sumhw,sumday but it doesnt mean i dunt love u still.....i love u all n wish we culd all go back in time and start afresh..
relationships with humans is a difficult job to keep,infact its a job witout a guaranty of full salary payment... i v had quite a few of them,if nt more dan i shuld. a minister once told me that some of d friends we humans keep are lik extra luggages on a plane. be it a female or male friend,we all luk forward to sumtin frm them... we expect a certain amount to things from this relationshp... dont get me rong,i cant say i v been d best of friend to my pals... infact sometimes i forget to call or even send a txt(which by d way is lik my best way of kipin intouch) but it doesnt mean i dunt luv dem... sumtimes becos i v nt kept intouch wit dem for a lng time,i get scared of callin or takin deir calls for fear of rejection or dem being mad at me... procastination is lik a bad egg that gives out d ugliest stench... n d more u hold on to it d uglier d stench becos... i am nt d holiest of holys neither am i perfect... i am guilt of letting some of my friends down,i v hurt,cursed,bin mad at,betrayed some of dem n dunt even deserve to b called a friend... sometimes we psychologicaly hurt,emotionaly abuse sum of friends by words or actions n just dunt care abt deir feelns... but in all i v also learnt that just a few words culd change alot btwn two pple... a lil please here n dere,a simple am sori if it hurt u,forgive me...all these magic words could do us awole lot of gud.... i tuk out time to stay away frm my friends n b alone n blive me i v neva felt as lonely as i felt in dose weeks... to all my friends both the once i met in my innocent age,childhood n dose i just met....hear dis,i may fault,v flaws,hurt u,make u cry,betray u,stab u at d back or make mistakes but datd becos i was programmed to b dis way n nt b perfect but it doesnt mean u dunt v dat special place in my heart...knw dat each time i scroll thru my fone or fb page n c ur name,dat dere is a lil smile...if nt giggle on dis face of mine becos i v u for a reason.... and for dose i hurt,i did it nt knowin d havoc i was gonna cause u or our friendship...for dose i let down in d past,am only human...n its expected dat i derail...am truly sori if i v eva hurt u in d past...and for those i just met,am nt perfect,i may default sumhw,sumday but it doesnt mean i dunt love u still.....i love u all n wish we culd all go back in time and start afresh..
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