Two days ago, i posted a picture and asked you guys to share your opinions.
After waiting for a while i have decided to share my own view on the subject.
HERE'S THE PICTURE AGAIN
If i am to name this picture, i would most probably call it: THE DANCING PENGUINS
it portrays a scenario of happiness and a carefree disposition
a group of happy animals just having fun
you see, more than often we are trapped in our ambition that we do not take out time to enjoy the good things of life like:
WATCHING THE SUN SET
WATCHING THE MOON ROVE
FEELING THE WIND CARESS YOUR FACE
WATCHING A BABY MOVE AND SMILE
DANCING TO THE RHYTHM OF HAPPINESS
SINGING IN THANKSGIVING TO GOD FOR LIFE
FALLING IN LOVE
Wednesday, 29 July 2015
Monday, 27 July 2015
Sunday, 26 July 2015
Okay guys.
there seems to be a little change in the top 10 countdown this week
there are some new additions, some have moved up while some have moved down
check it out:
You are allowed to suggest songs to me if you want
SHOUT OUT TO GOSPOTAINMENT...
there seems to be a little change in the top 10 countdown this week
there are some new additions, some have moved up while some have moved down
check it out:
- its still legal- Buchi
- Nana Owei- Preye/Mercy Chinwo
- Amin ye kwo- Doris Francis/Freke
- Jesus Pikin- Rheymophoebus
- Song of Victory- Eli J
- My Everything- Eric Arubayi
- Bigger- Ese Osa
- God made man- Zubi
- Obim- Kee
- On Top- Uduak Daniel
You are allowed to suggest songs to me if you want
SHOUT OUT TO GOSPOTAINMENT...
Friday, 17 July 2015
okay the last post was a dedication to lovers of gospel music, so i decided to give this one to book lovers out there who might be curios about the literature countdown.
so here it is:
SEE YOU NEXT WEEK...
so here it is:
- Fifty shades of grey 4 by E L James
- The girl on the train by Paula Hawkins
- All the bright places by Jennifer Niven
- Never Never by Coleen Hoover
- Go set a watchman by Harper Lee
- Winter by Marissa Meyer
- Confess by Coleen Harper
- P.S I love you by Jenny Han
- Vanishing girls by Lauren Oliver
- The sandman by Neil Gaiman
SEE YOU NEXT WEEK...
alright guys, here is a little treat for my gospel music lovers
THE WEEKLY TOP TEN COUNTDOWN
for this week, the top hottest songs according to Africa's biggest gospel charts are:
THE WEEKLY TOP TEN COUNTDOWN
for this week, the top hottest songs according to Africa's biggest gospel charts are:
- Oghene me by Onos
- Nana Owei by Preye Odede
- Amin ye kwo by Doris Francis
- Unstoppable by Bouqui
- Open my way by Jazzy
- Its still legal by Buchi
- Song of victory by Eli J
- God made man by Zubi
- On top by Uduak
- Ezemo by Davidic
- Thrive by Casting Crown
- Sing like never before by Matt Redman
- Majestic by Kari Jobe
- Awake by Skillet
- Vital signs by Skillet
- Empires by Hillsong united
- We will not be shaken by Bethel music
- Campfire by Rend collective
- Set apart by Worship central
- Housefires II by housefire
Saturday, 11 July 2015
ONION LAYERS
the only me i remember hides beneath a cloak
oft different from the soul beneath
i have grown too used to her complexion
that i cannot fashion the shape of my soul
so i dug deep into the vortex of me
and more layers i found where layers left
each peel a newer cloak of uncertainty
till i am left with an ugly stub
only then did i fathom the paradox
that who we are lies not within
but is rooted in the source from whence
that within was curbed
so i took my fruit and married the earth
for then i realized there was never a mystery
i am just an onion fruit
made to flavor the lives of others
the only me i remember hides beneath a cloak
oft different from the soul beneath
i have grown too used to her complexion
that i cannot fashion the shape of my soul
so i dug deep into the vortex of me
and more layers i found where layers left
each peel a newer cloak of uncertainty
till i am left with an ugly stub
only then did i fathom the paradox
that who we are lies not within
but is rooted in the source from whence
that within was curbed
so i took my fruit and married the earth
for then i realized there was never a mystery
i am just an onion fruit
made to flavor the lives of others
Thursday, 9 July 2015
THE SHADOWS THAT LURKS
Fading like a shadow, evanescent like snow
this shadow we call life and do not know
here today a beacon of hope and certitude
there tomorrow an emblem of fate's ingratitude
Tears of regret, deep rooted pain and dread
of life's transiency and fate's cruelty
but that also fades with the shadow
the shadow that we now know
Too young she was
still blossoming in love
now gone beyond
the circle of darkness and void
For if we are by our acts remembered
then she never lived
but in puerile smiles and cries
and vain tantrums and wild dances
Indeed what shall her epitaph read?
what requiem shall we sing in dark clothing?
what shall dwell in her pages
Oh! by whom shall we remember her
Too young she was
still blossoming in love
now gone beyond
the circle of darkness and void
Alas! young and full of love
now to be reborn
we shall remember her legacy
the legacy of a story untold
what do you do when you witness the death of a very young child?
how do you feel?
i wrote this poem in response to that question and that experience.
believe me, it is not the best of feeling, it crushes your hope in life and fairness and it smolders your believe in fate.
but such is life
OR WHAT DO YOU THINK?
Fading like a shadow, evanescent like snow
this shadow we call life and do not know
here today a beacon of hope and certitude
there tomorrow an emblem of fate's ingratitude
Tears of regret, deep rooted pain and dread
of life's transiency and fate's cruelty
but that also fades with the shadow
the shadow that we now know
Too young she was
still blossoming in love
now gone beyond
the circle of darkness and void
For if we are by our acts remembered
then she never lived
but in puerile smiles and cries
and vain tantrums and wild dances
Indeed what shall her epitaph read?
what requiem shall we sing in dark clothing?
what shall dwell in her pages
Oh! by whom shall we remember her
Too young she was
still blossoming in love
now gone beyond
the circle of darkness and void
Alas! young and full of love
now to be reborn
we shall remember her legacy
the legacy of a story untold
what do you do when you witness the death of a very young child?
how do you feel?
i wrote this poem in response to that question and that experience.
believe me, it is not the best of feeling, it crushes your hope in life and fairness and it smolders your believe in fate.
but such is life
OR WHAT DO YOU THINK?
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