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.