MY BEAUTIFUL IMPERFECTION

I wish above all things that our love shines and blossom like the roses of the nile
I wish above all things that we stay and face life as it comes
Without any fear or doubt of trust
I wish above all things that you understand my love for you

I wish that we both learn that none is perfect
I wish we both can support
And strengthen ourselves in times of weakness
And never look at our flaws no matter the odds.

If I don't celebrate my angel, who will?....The quest for a greener pasture, the thirst to give you the very good things of life has made us stay away from each other for almost three years now but each second of being away from you pushes me to work my heels and break limits just to make sure nothing stops me from holding you in my arms one day and being able to provide you with everything good that life could ever offer.
Your trust and belief that i would always make it to the top no matter how tough and rough the stairs could be is something i must say i'm greatly blessed to have. Your support and love has been with me reminding me of how far we've both come and how far we still have to go.
My Bud, you're more than what i would ever ask for. Yes you're not perfect but none is more perfect and better than you... You're every beautiful piece that completes me in the best way.
I hope and pray that the years we have taken to build each other would never be in vain, I pray God grants that which we have ever pray for and grant us a perfect ending.

This piece is specially dedicated to the only bud in my flower garden, the only star in my cloud.
To my Bud, Elims Love Miracle, words would never be enough to describe how i love you and if you command me to describe it, then i will die trying to for trying to explain it is like trying to count the droplets of the rain.

IF ONLY YOU KNOW

Only if you know how I desire you

How my heart wants nothing but you

Only if you know what I would give to make you mine

I swear you won’t waste more time

Only if you know the ocean that flows within me

Whenever I hear you call

How I wish you could listen to the beat of my heart

And atleast be its rhyme

My air smells you

My desire for you has gone weird

Only if you know….How I desire you

You will have a change of heart

I PLEDGE MY ETERNAL LOVE TO YOU

You've given me a reason
For smiling once again,
You've filled my life with peaceful dreams
and you've become my closest friend.

You've shared your heartfelt secrets
And your trust you've given me,
You showed me how to feel again
To laugh, love, and see.

If life should end tomorrow
And from this world I should part,
I shall be forever young
For you have touched my heart with that which the world gave me not,

And in return I give you my eternal love

I WISH I KNEW

I remember sometime ago

A day so sunny and bright

That i called my sister

With a voice so proud and fulfilled

I declared to her delight

I have found her

I remembered sometime ago

A day with memory so profound

That i gathered my friends

And to their awesome amuzement

I declared to their ears

I have found her

But now they all remind me

With each asking a question i would never have an answer to

What has happened to her?

Where on earth has she gone?

Why has the moon suddenly gone into extinction?

I wish i knew

You are so beautiful

But i never knew that beyond your beauty

Lies your true color

I wish i knew you

I wish that it was only but rays and the moon

You broke my every piece with your deception

Emails from my Blog followers that me thinking hard

Agina Onyebuchi Gideon, popularly known as Soul Therapist, the founder of Soulwrite Empire's Blog released some of the amazing things his blog has earned him and one of those things is a special place in the heart of his followers and fans who trend his blog on daily basis to get his soulful write ups

"Sometimes, the little things we do speaks greatly for us. My fans got me speechless with mails this morning.
Building SOULWRITE EMPIRE'S BLOG is really not an easy job but it's the most honorable job i would ever accept to do."

Below are some of the messages:

1.You looked nervous up there! Were you nervous? Perhaps it would have helped if you’d taken a few deep breaths before you’d gone on. Here’s a link to some relaxation techniques that help me get to sleep at night. Now that the video is being circulated around the web, I thought it’d be an okay time to tell you that you were talking a little bit too fast. Your hair looked ah-mazing, though, so don’t worry. Here, let me add a “:)” emoticon just in case you were worried that I didn’t like you any more. Everyone needs a little feedback and encouragement. That’s why I’m here.

But if you’re ever in the Detroit airport, give me a shout! I know you’re a busy person, but I love your work, and I’d love to shake your hand. Peace.

2.Good morning! It’s me again. I had some solutions to the insomnia you blogged about, and also some tips for you to get past where you said you’re stuck on your current project. Writer’s block, eh? Must be writer’s block. I’m not a writer, but I get that all the time.

3.Do you have an email address? Oh, it’s on the front of the website listed in your blog bio? Got it. I just kind of wanted a personal touch, I guess. I don’t understand why you’ve started tweeting flippant replies at me. I’m a human being. I used to really like you, but this is getting to be a little much. It’s almost like you’re complaining about your internet success, which seems very ungrateful. Just so you know, I’m unfollowing you. I’m really sorry, but please respect that unfollowing you is something I need to do.

4. Most of the time, though, you blog about the work you do, which is helpful to me, because the main reason I follow you on Twitter is to receive your informed analysis, coverage and recommendations in this field in which I have a casual interest. But I do want to make sure you stay on top of things, which is why from time to time I give you recommendations about my favorite stuff, just to make sure you’d seen it and to see if you had any thoughts. Don’t freak out — I do this for a lot of people
I follow.

5.Hi there. You don’t know me, but I follow you on your blog. It’s really exciting how social media allows me to subscribe to the feeds of writers, lecturers and entertainment personalities in my area of interest. Not only do I keep up to date on your work, but I feel like I get a little window into your personal life, too.

Hopefully I have something to offer you as well. Like that time you broadcast a request to your colleagues for a fairly specific resource pertaining to your field, and I googled some of the words in your inquiry, and returned you the first search result I could find? Yeah, that was me! Now, I know I’m no expert, which is why I helpfully appended a question mark and the action phrase *shrug* to my reply. I sincerely hope I helped.

THANKS TO ALL MY SUPPORTERS FOR ALL THE MEMORABLE MEMORIES YOU'VE GIVEN ME!!!

For those I've hurt either by ignoring your mails, for not following you back on twitter, Instagram and Facebook handles, through my choice of words, I'm sincerely sorry, it has never been my intention to hurt you.
Please pardon me and I promise to return all the favors you have given me with God helping me, soonest.

LOVE and TIME

A person who loves never runs out of time for love makes time.
And even a second with the right person
Can feel more than a lifetime
But I don’t want a second with you
I want to spend a lifetime with you.
I found you then
I found you now
And I will keep you forever.

Friendship Quote

Few friendships would survive if each one knew what the other says of him behind his back.

By Agina Onyebuchi Gideon 

The Beauty Of A Rose Flower

Despite the thorns that surrounds the rose flower, its beauty never ceases to spring forth

Quotes By Agina Onyebuchi Gideon(Soul Therapist)

Silence and Noise are similar as they both impress the listener based on his mind state

Effects Of Social Media Addiction And How To get Off Them

Social media addiction can be more harmful than it initially seems – it can be the cause of family problems and performance issues at work. Even if you don’t have a full blown addiction to social media, spending too much time on Facebook and other websites can still be unhealthy. For one thing, every moment spent on social media is a moment that isn’t spent with family and friends. Then there is the issue of being too sedentary in general. Spending excess time on social media certainly contributes to that. Whether you are a social media addict, or simply want to cut back the time you spend on social media, here are a few tips that you can follow.

1. Make a list of what you are missing by spending too much time on social media.

If your social media use has become a problem, it’s usually because you are missing out on important things. You can start to work on your addiction by creating a list of the things that spending too much time on social media is costing you. Here are a few common examples:

Time with friends and family

Reading books

Playing sports or engaging in once beloved hobbies

Time spent developing and improving work-related skills

2. Create other obligations for yourself.

As long as your only alternative to social media is sitting in front of the television, you aren’t going to beat your addiction. Try to find ways to obligate yourself to spend time away from social media and doing other things. If you have kids, volunteer to coach a sports team. You could also sign up to volunteer at a local food bank a few evenings per week. Anything that keeps you busy, and that you don’t feel as if you can blow off, is ideal.

3. Use an app to block social media sites for a period of time each day.

If you truly cannot resist getting on social media, consider using a software package or app that will allow you to lock yourself out of social media sites for a period of time each day. This will give you no option, but to slow down on your usage.

4. Have a plan and schedule for social media use.

Stop blindly surfing social media sites. Instead, put yourself on a schedule that tells you when you are able to use social media, and what activities you will engage in each time you access Facebook and other websites. For example, during the day, you could limit yourself to three visits of no more than fifteen minutes each just to check and respond to messages. Then, in the evening, you could give yourself an hour for recreational surfing and playing games.

5. Purge your friends and groups lists.

The fewer posts and images you have to slog through, the better off you will be. One place to start is by culling your list of friends and groups. Start with friends of friends of friends who you don’t really have a close connection with. Then, move on to people who tend to create Facebook drama. Finally, take a look at the groups you have joined. If you aren’t an active participant, then unsubscribe.

6. Reward yourself for not exceeding your allotted time on social media.

Decide how much time you think is reasonable to spend on social media. Then, for every week that you make it without exceeding that amount of time, give yourself a small reward. Once you are comfortable with that reduced amount of social media time, cut back again.

7. Don’t use late night as an excuse to mindlessly surf.

When it is late at night and everybody else is in bed, it can be easy to justify hopping on social media for a couple of hours. After all, who is it hurting? It’s important to remember that curing a social media addiction is for your own well-being too. Don’t feed your addiction simply because there is nobody around to witness it.

8. Consider limiting the number of sites that you use.

If you don’t use a social media site for work, or to connect with friends and family, maybe you should consider deactivating your account. This will allow you to reduce the time you spend on social media while still allowing you to be active on the sites that are important.

9. Take up an offline hobby.

Try to start at least one hobby that does not require using a computer or smartphone in any way whatsoever. This way, you will have something to do besides surf when you become bored. If social media has caused you to lose time with people that you love, a shared hobby may be a great way to reconnect.

10. Try a social media vacation.

Some people find they are best able to curb their addiction to social sites by simply spending a week or two going cold turkey without using them at all. You might find that it’s easier to quit using the sites altogether for a period of time than it is to attempt to moderate your use.

11. Enlist the support of friends and family.

Let your family and friends know that you are working on reducing your social media time. If they feel like they’ve been losing you to your computer, they will be happy to hear about your commitment.

12. Start connecting with people outside of social media.

If you have a person’s home address, telephone number, or email, there is no need for social media to be your sole connection to them. If you establish communication channels that don’t involve getting onto Facebook, you have, once again, one less reason to use social media.

13. Only access social media from one device in one location.

You might also consider turning the bedroom and bathroom into social media free zones.

14. Delete social media games and apps from your smartphone.

Getting rid of these games and apps can remove the temptation to surf while you are out and about. Instead, focus on what is going on in the real world.

15. Hide dramatic statuses (and people).

As much as we roll our eyes at them, it can be tempting to spend too much time reading dramatic status updates and then following along with the fallout that always happens afterwards. If you see a drama-filled post, simply hide it and move on.

Love Messages For Your Boyfriend

The night is the most important time to remind someone of your love for them especially when you are far from such person, so here are 37 love messages you can send to that special person to remind them of how special they are to you

1. I can’t wait until the day I can stop texting you goodnight and can just whisper it into your ear.

2. The further away you are, the harder it is for me to fall asleep.

3. I wish I had my head on your chest instead of this pillow.

4. I hope I dream of you tonight, because I don’t think I can stand eight hours away from you.

5. I’m so tired. But I don’t want to stop talking to you.

6. My bed is much more comfortable when you’re in it.

7. Did I ever mention I sleep naked?

8. I hate saying goodnight. I’d rather say good morning.

9. My dog is sleeping in my bed with me, but there’s still plenty of room for you.

10. I feel like I’m already dreaming, because I’m texting my dream man.

11. I wish I was cuddling with you instead of the teddy bear you bought me.

12. I can’t sleep, because I’m too excited about seeing you tomorrow.

13. I bought a skimpy new nightgown I know you’d love. I wish you were here to see it.

14. Have you looked at the moon tonight? It’s almost as gorgeous as you are.

15. I love you, but somehow, in the morning I’ll love you even more.

16. Just so you know, I’ve been sitting in bed, replaying the perfect day we had over and over in my head.

17. If you were in bed with me, we wouldn’t be sleeping.

18. I want sex and snuggles.

19. Why should I bother to fall asleep? I’m already living out my dream.

20. When are we moving in together? I never want to spend another night away from you.

21. Would you call me corny if I admitted I keep my phone over my heart as I sleep?

22. You look adorable when you sleep. I wish I was there to see it.

23. I’m already half-asleep, but I just wanted to text you to remind you that I’m absolutely crazy about you.

24. Today was amazing. But I know tomorrow will be even better.

25. You better not have any nightmares. I don’t want anyone to hurt you, even in your dreams.

26. Dream of me, because I’m definitely going to be dreaming of you.

27. I wanted to make you smile before you drifted off to sleep. I hope this text does the trick.

28. I can’t fall asleep without hearing the sound of your breathing. Or your snoring.

29. I want your face to be the last thing I see at night and the first thing I see in the morning.

30. I miss everything about you.

31. I want you to kiss my forehead and hold me close until we fall asleep in each other’s arms.

32. Words can’t explain how much I miss you, but emojis might. 😢😿😢

33. It’s freezing in here. I wish I had your body pressed against me to warm me up.

34. I wish you were here, so we could cuddle all night and have sex all morning.

35. I don’t want to be the girl who can’t spend a night without her boyfriend, but… I am.

36. I sent a goodnight kiss through the phone. Did you get it?

37. Dream of me.

To The Love I Let Go

People say love is complicated. For me, it felt like the easiest thing in the world. It was easy and uncomplicated for the first few months and truthfully speaking, I don’t even remember the moment that I made myself emotionally vulnerable to someone like you.

When I look back on that phase in my life, I berate myself time and again for missing the signs, which were staring me in my face.

It took me a month to realize that you weren’t the person I thought you were, and somewhere deep down, the undercurrents of selfishness and greed ran deep within you.

It took me three months to get myself out of the lovey-dovey phase and finally make myself see the mess that my life was becoming because of you.

It took me six months to tell myself that I was losing my self-respect because of all the excuses I made for you.

It took me eight months to realize that you were my blessing in disguise because yo

u taught me that one can go through even the mightiest strifes and still emerge unscathed.

It took me a year to finally muster up the courage to say no to you and tell you all that was wrong with you and me.

It took me a year and a half to realize that whatever I was feeling about you was just an illusion, an image my mind had created so I didn’t have to deal with the pain of accepting that you weren’t as perfect as I made you out to be.

You made me feel worthless and broken. You made me feel like I didn’t deserve you, when in fact it was the opposite. You were dependent on me. You needed me so much that when I finally got the courage to leave you, it broke you into two, while I was left shaken but unbruised.

I can’t say that I don’t miss you. I miss all the moments that we spent together, the memories we shared, our little inside jokes and most of all, I miss us. What we used to be, and what we thought we could be. Maybe you changed and maybe I did too. Maybe these maybes are all we have left to remind us of our past.

I don’t know if I regret the decisions I made in life. Sometimes I do. But mostly I just know that somewhere out there, there is something better waiting to happen. For both of us.

I Will Never Leave You

Do you love me or just the thought of me? It’s so cliché but my mind has been going over this so many times I’ve stopped counting. Which one is it? And what’s the difference other than the ability to touch me?

If I’d pass away, you’d still talk to me before you go to sleep. You’d still tell me all about your day, your job, how there was this moment just after waking when you noticed the bed was colder. You’d probably ask me “and how are you?” and fall asleep shortly after, accustomed to the silence that follows.

On your way to work the radio would play the songs that remind you of me, because they all do. When you’d cross the bridge, images would start to pop up in your head. The two of us swimming naked in the river, our bodies tanned and sweaty. Strawberry ice cream in my hair, my fingers sweet against your lips. My long hair spread out in the grass, your dog peaceful at my feet, your hand pressed against my cheek. None of these are things we’ve necessarily ever done, but the pictures are so pretty in your head.

You don’t need me for that.

If I’m not here – what would you miss me for? Don’t miss being able to talk to me, because you still can. You’ve known me for so long, you already know what I’m going to say anyway. You wouldn’t miss me surprising you, because I never do. There’d be no void where my voice used to be. The silence after I’ve fallen asleep would be even more silent and with your eyes closed you can fantasize that I’m there next to you. You could make me as pretty as you like, finally getting rid of the mole on my right breast you find so distracting.

It would take some getting used to making breakfast just for one, but let’s be honest: that’s not something you’d actually miss, right? It’d give you time to go for a quick run, kick start your day, do something useful. Something you can tell me about later when you imagine me leaning against you, praising you for your hard work. When I’m no longer here, you could still have me and secretly add all the qualities you always wished I had.

When I’m gone, nothing would really change except maybe for the better. You’d cry, for the changes they’d ask you to make are something you’re not ready for. You’d cry for seeing yourself so miserable, for thinking you’d lost the love of your life. Don’t. Don’t cry, don’t change. Don’t tell a soul I’m gone. Keep me with you and make me better than I ever was, take all you never could from me. You wouldn’t have to miss a thing at all; what you loved in me could now never be taken from you. You’d never have to miss me.

But I’d sure miss to be touched.

Words That Change Our Lives

“I love you” is a big one. “I’m sorry” is another. “I forgive you” is powerful for both the speaker and the recipient. But the phrase we need to use more often that can change the way we relate to others and the way we view the world has become unpopular:

“I need your help.”

Vulnerability is not prized within our society, especially male vulnerability. When we acknowledge our need for help, we go beyond just connecting with others; we reveal our needs and allow ourselves to receive. Why is this so hard? Why do we fight it?

It isn’t just our innate skills or strengths that help us survive and bounce back from difficult times; it’s also making the choice to reach out to others.

When we choose vulnerability, we open the doors of communication in a life changing way. It’s easy for most of us to give. It feels life affirming to help others, to give of ourselves. Even with the most altruistic intentions, the act of giving does make us feel better too. But asking for help and being willing to receive help from others is much harder. When we take that risk—the risk that the answer might be rejection, ridicule or an unwillingness to help–we are not being weak. We are being vulnerable, which is perhaps our greatest untapped strength.

Recently, I reached out to several friends for help about a difficult situation I was wrestling with. It still wasn’t easy to ask for help, but since I’ve been cultivating this habit, it’s gotten easier. Life is never “stress-free,” but we all have those times that seem particularly overwhelming, where we get so tired that word “tired” just doesn’t do it justice anymore. These are the times when it seems hardest to reach out, and these are the times when we need to do it the most.

What if we, as a culture, shifted the way we look at vulnerability altogether?

Even as we evolve the idea of masculinity away from tired and harmful stereotypes, we still do not champion the idea of vulnerability as a strength. When we choose to trust, we are exhibiting tremendous strength.

When we ask for help:

We are exhibiting security in our own self worth. We know that having a need doesn’t negate our value as a person.

We are choosing to trust the person we ask for help; this is a reflection of our respect for them as well as our confidence in our own ability to choose our partners and allies well. We are cultivating our emotional intelligence and using our resources wisely. None of us can do everything. All of us need help. It is a wise person that chooses to ask for help before a problem is out of control, and a brave person who sees when things are out of control and still finds the wherewithal to reach out for help. We are setting an example for others of vulnerability as a strength, and helping to break down this idea of asking for help as weakness.

If we are going to change this conversation, we need to start examining how powerful vulnerability can be.

Laid Immortal

As i immortalize your face unto the canvas of my soul

I couldn't help but wonder

If i could ever be the words in your period

Broken Love

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/06/13/the-reason-i-left-us/

Being Alone

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/23/alone/

Beautiful moon

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/18/not-over-until-its-over/

Skin Color

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/16/it-is-but-just-a-color/

Worshipping God Is A Privilege

https://wp.me/p9RhHG-a

Lagos State

https://wp.me/p9RhHG-y

Broken

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/16/broken-18/

Best way to love your mother

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/13/mothers-day/

Scared of love

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/15/im-just-scared/

I will always love you

https://wp.me/p82awE-dO

Phyno where are you?

https://wp.me/p82awE-d8

Nigeria Must Read This

https://wp.me/p82awE-de

Ramadan

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/14/ramadan/

A Must Read For All

https://wp.me/p82awE-dm

Beautiful Pieces

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/14/beautiful-pieces/

Support For Women

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/14/support-for-woman/

To Love

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/17/to-love/

Pain

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/17/dear-pain/

Dreams

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/17/dear-dreams/

Best Pretender

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/17/am-i-not-a-pretender/

Pride

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/17/pride/

How You Love Me

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/20/how-you-love-me/

The Boy Who Lived

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/09/the-boy-who-lived/

Farewell

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/10/farewell-2/

I Am Different

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/08/i-am-different/

Dark Angel

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/25/dark-angel/

Stealing

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/27/stealing/

Enough Of It Devil

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/01/enough-of-it-devil/

Perfection

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/03/perfection/

Three Days Quote Nomination Day 2

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/07/quote-nomination-day-2/

Three Days Quote Nomination. Day 1

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/06/quote-nomination-day-1/

Questions of Love

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/05/07/questions/

SoulWrite's Quote

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/12/quote-15/

Time To Make Real Friends

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/12/put-off-the-shell-and-explore-the-world/

Time To Make Real Friends

https://gingsblog.wordpress.com/2018/04/12/put-off-the-shell-and-explore-the-world/

Are You Looking For Me?

I don’t mean to be pushy
I don’t want to be rude
I can take a hint
But can you get a clue?
I really like you…
From your hair to your shoes
From your reds to your blues
From your lips to your hips
From your beats to your tunes

There is nothing I would not do
A dinner, just for two
We could talk all night
Or just ’til we’re through

I don’t quite know what to do…

You see…
We’re so alike in that we look down when we speak
We’re soft but not weak
We’ve been hurt but not broken
And our trust isn’t cheap
We hold out hope but aren’t hopeful
We’re not cautious but meek
Not quite waiting for someone
But waiting to see…
Looking for someone…

“Are you looking for me?”

SHE IS NOT PERFECT BUT SHE IS THE BEST

There goes God’s master plan
To carve her out
From a rib of a man,
To accompany him
And be his muse,
With nothing but
High virtues,

Strength and courage
Ran through her veins,
Meant to be free
Only to be shackled by chains,
Love was her power
Now lost in the blur,
Faded in the process

How she wishes a safe haven
For those abused maiden,
Where patriarchy is over ran
By the magnificent female clan,
Where love and trust
Dampens the violence,
Where rapes are not an issue
But just another taboo,

Where killing and abduction
Is no man’s action,
Equality is the only
Pre conceived notion,
Can there be a place?
With no distress
For the creator
Of our coming race,

Hear those cries
Of help and plea
For all she wants
Is to be free,
Let her be
Bone of your bone
Flesh of your flesh
For she is a woman
Someone chosen
To be a blessing
To your ailing,

Celebrate this day
With a promise
To make this world
An abode that’s flawless.

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Letter To My Daughter

Oh all I dream about is having a daughter, for that's something I'm craving to hold in my, arms. Oh how can I not help, but imagine, to hold you in my arms, as you'd slowly open your eyes, for the first time, and it'd be beautiful. Oh my love, I'm waiting to listen to your voice, so sweet, only to greet you later, for my love, i'll give you all the love, one can ever give you, and maybe much more. Oh how adorable will it be my love, when you'd walk w me, every evening, after I get married to the love of my life, only to take you w us, for my love, you're everything, I ever wanted.

Oh from the day, you'd be born love, my love, I'd think of you, like I never have, sitting hours straight, until my eyes, had enough of what you seem to be. Oh I'd hold you in my arms, my love, only to never let you go, until you'd be walking in a new home, but only to find me their, for my love, I'm not letting you go, until the very end. Oh I can't wait to put you to sleep, my love, for how beautiful would it be? Slowly you'd wear your night dress, as I'd help you wear them, for my love, you're so lil now.  Oh my love, how beautiful would it be for, everyday, I'd dress you up for school! Oh how cute would you look, wearing a cute tie, and lovely skirt, and a shirt, and a small beltt, Oh my love, I can't wait. Can you?

Oh they judge me my love, for I crave for a daughter, but my love, you make me happy, and thought of you sleeping on my chest, looking into my eyes, as you'd clasp my finger and sleep, is heavenly my love. I'll love you so much, my love. Like so muchh. Oh I won't let sleep my love, but will put you on my chest and make you sleep on me, like that, and caress your head with a few hair! Oh my love, I'll put you next to me, only to gaze you, while I see your mom, kissing you, and Oh how lovely would it be? Oh love, it'd be beautiful. I'll love you like no one has.

Love, I'll try to change your diaper, but please don't pee on me haha. Or you can haha, well that's just an experience. Oh love, but after I'd powder and change your diaper, while you pee all over me, I'd hug you and make you sleep on my lap, while I'd tell you as to how beautiful your mom is! Oh my love, how I'd close my eyes, only to see you their, growing up slowly, only to continue the path, on which once I'll walk, and you'll later my love, for you'll spread smiles, with your smile, w/o asking for anything in return. You'd be kind, my love! You'd be beautiful! You'd be sweet! You'd be everything I'm not, my love, only to make me proud!

Oh how lovely would it be my love, for when you'd touch the rain for the first time, excited, our small happy family, will be dancing in the rain, until we sit on a bench, with you my love, in my lap, and your mom rests her head, on my shoulder, holding my hand, in hers, and oh we'd kiss, only to point in a direction where you'd glance, only to never see us do it.

Oh my love, I'll love you! I'll love you no matter what. Until the end.

Your Dad
Soul Therapist

DEAR GOD

Dear God

What happened when you created me, 

with my crippling social anxiety?

Did you laugh as I shyed away,

when other kids asked me to play?

Why is it so hard to connect?

Why am I such a reject?

Am I destined to die alone, 

with nobody calling my phone?

Or am I just blind 

to the escape from my bind.

Maybe one day you'll help me see the light,

and my life will seem bright.

But for now, I'll lie here all lame

Singing....I'm your dying flame

LONELY and LOST

Lonely, lost boy.
Everyone long since gone,
reject once again,
He seeks comfort in different men.
He relaxes in the arms of another,
only to wake and find herself alone
in the morning.


So he discovers solace in a high so numbing
He stops racking his brain
for the names of the past ones
Who never bothered to stay,
And waits until it's time for love
to manifest itself in a stranger all over again.

Literally Fiend

I’m like a fiend when it comes to pen and paper
That’s why I write
When something happens
Someone dies, a breakup, a fight
Just like a crack head hits that rock
I hit pen to paper
Or my fingers hit the keys
I’m like an addict when I feed
No, better yet, I’m like a fiend
I go for hours and hours
Never stopping
Until I just physically can’t go
Until my fingers and my mind can’t take no more
That’s why I write
The sudden rush that over takes my body
The feeling of being complete
Putting that last period
Dotting that last I
Finishing that sentence
Making the words come alive
That’s why I write
Call me the literary addict
I need to feed
Better yet, call me a literary fiend
That’s why I write

Can You Love Me Naked?

You may love the way I feel against your hands,
But I am so much more than just a naked body.
I may come across as confident,
But really you have just mispronounced self conscious.
I get jealous and territorial,
But accept me.
I come across as sassy, occasionally mean,
But I have one of the biggest hearts you will ever meet.
And underneath this small frame of mine
is a crazy guy waiting to be unleashed.
You may see bits and pieces of her from time to time,
Accept him too.
Underneath this bright smile
is a lonely boy who longs for affection.
Excuse me if i'm sometimes a little too clingy for your liking.
But I do demand your attention.
Deal with with it.
I might cry over something that doesn't seem so big, or get pissed over things not so significant,
But take these mood swings and learn how to make me feel alright.
If you don't respond or call me back
I'll probably think you're with some other boy,
I have trust issues you wouldn't believe..
Prove me wrong and adore me anyway.
Behind this beauty you see,
Are many things I don't like about myself.
Can you like those parts even more than the parts of me we agree upon?
I have walls
that may take you a long time to break down,
Are you patient enough to wait?
Can I tell you my secrets without feeling embarrassed or judged?
May I show you the deepest parts of me and get the same in return?
You might be able to tell me what I look like with my clothes off,
But can you describe my mind in as great of detail?
My heart?
My hopes and dreams?,
My biggest buddy diary?
Beyond what my body can provide for you,
Can you love me naked?

OMG!!!! FINALLY!!

Our Young Nigerian poet, writer and a blogger Agina Onyebuchi Gideon known by folks as Soul Therapist, owner of Gingsart Blogs has agreed to revealed the special lady in his life after many years of being single.

From our inner source, this sad poet who never believed in love or anything that has the attribute of love has fallen a prey, a victim to his rival "love". Hear him.. " No man can ever fight love and come out a victory, i have finally decided to give up on this war. I have been conquered, love has conquered me". We gathered that this "special lady" as he chooses to refer to her is a model and currently has a crown as a queen.

Soul Therapist will soon reveal the picture of this young queen.

Never underestimate the power of love..
WATCH OUT FOR OUR NEW QUEEN

GOODBYE..How Do You Say It?

How do you say goodbye to someone you've loved
With whom you have shared your life
Is a goodbye enough or "I'll see you around"
After walking together through strife?

How do you say goodbye to a person who held
Such a great big space in your heart
Do you offer a hug, or a goodbye kiss
Or a wave of the arm as you part?

Who knew when you met and proceeded to walk
Down that road filled with places and things
That you'd find such a friend with the same cares as you
A relation unending it seemed

How do you say goodbye to that loved one or friend 
Do you pretend that all is okay
Would you hold back the words and let silence prevail
Even though you have things left to say?

Did you have the chance to say your goodbye 
To someone you thought was so true
Were you sad when you realized that you had to part
Or did it not bother you?

Was the goodbye you had a sudden thing
That came at you out of the blue?
Or was it a slow one - built up over time
Not hurting as much, cause you knew

What is it you do if they're taken from you
You're unable to say your goodbye
You can hope in your heart that they knew how you felt
But now - only tears left to cry

Did you watch as the love started slipping away
Wondering how could this possibly be
After all the good times - all the trials we went through
Was I really unable to see?

One thing is for sure, new days come - old days go
And love will be lost and found
It's important to know that you gave it your best
No matter what life brings around

Now it's time to let go and move on with your life
After all - tomorrows do come
How you face it today is the healing for you
Goodbye is the right thing for some 

Dear Future Me

Dear future me,

Whenever it is that you’re reading this, hope you remember that you found out something about yourself in the December of  2017, during Christmas. I hope you remember that it was a huge turning point in your life and a time you found the love of your life. Hope you still love Taylor Swift. Hope you remember & cherish the memories you made. Hope you’re still Loving YouTube the same if not more. Other than the things I hope you never forget, I want you to love yourself now. This is the moment. “I past and the future are just illusions, the only real time that exists is the present.” This was your favorite quote from a YouTube video called “The Power of Now” by Lavendaire. Incase you don’t remember, it was early in the morning when you were writing this as you couldn’t sleep. If you’re dealing with things or just having a bad day, I hope you believe in yourself that you will succeed. While writing this, you were sitting in the same spot on your small bed where you sleep daily, if you don’t live there anymore, then I hope you feel home in the new house. When things go bad on you, your favorite songs were “Fight Song” by Rachel Platten , “Superheroes” by The Script and “Nightingale” by Demi Lovato. I’m sure you might not like them as much now, but just know that they were the base to make you strong. In 2014-15 you had a fight with your close friends and were given upon. That time, in that moment, “If this was a movie” by Taylor Swift was one of the songs that made you feel better and gave you hope. I hope you love your family the same and even more than that. I hope you have the same friends or at least a few of them. More than anything, I hope you’re learning. It’s fine if you’re not okay, it’s fine if you’re sad. I want you to know that every time you read this letter, the meaning will be different. Read this when you’re happy, you’ll remember the good old days. Read this when you’re sad, it’ll make you miss the past even more. For all the words written in this letter are for you. By you. To you. These are things that made you happy. You’re learning. You’re growing, not only in age but also as a person. You’re doing the best you can. And for that, appreciate yourself. In this world, you always forget to appreciate you. And today, do that. Spoil yourself. Travel. Write.And lastly but definitely not the least, pray to God.     

Midnight Diary

I’m afraid of thinking about the things we still need to suffer. The things that we will find solutions to in the near future. Things that will haunt us sleepless at night. Things that will make us restless until we die. These things horrify me to a point that I feel out of my body. I don’t feel myself and I become unaware about the surroundings. They make me wonder how much time is left before I get my own heart broken into precious pieces because I care too much. They make me stiffen only at the thought of losing someone who once was everything. They make me brood for longer than I intend to. But, before any of these things happen, I want you to live. Live right now, in this moment, for you never know when your life decides to turn upside down. I’m not here to tell you how miserable your life could get or how much pain you still need to experience. Instead, I’m here to connect with you. We together, can live. We can experience things and meet new people. We can go to fairs and get lost in rides. We can go to parties and lose our appetite. It’s only one life that you have, and being bound in the limits was not your life’s purpose. Obeying is made for the one’s scared to discover. But you and I, we were souls made to explore. To go wild. And to dance until our legs go sore. We’re here, together. I want us to be here, together. This might not be forever but I need us to live in this moment. To me, living in the moment is to feel the moment. Feel each sprinkle of excitement, feel each speck of regret, feel each dirt of sadness and every inch of emotions. We’re here to make memories, not to reminisce the previous one’s.

When they say love is the greatest force, I concur because it conquered me

What good are wings without the courage to fly?
What good is life without the sweetness of love?
What good is love without that special person?

Never say no to the force of love
For as long as you live
You will remain a victim

Can a man shut a door he owns not the key?
You own your heart
But you own it not

What is a burning bush without God?
A mere fire
So is a life without love a worthless ash

Seek love diligently
Knock at its door patiently
And let your soul be truthful

No man fights love
Not even i...an ex lover of sadness
It is the greatest force to reckoned with