The harvests of the heart

The heart is like a cultivated land. If cultivated there will be harvest. If neglected there would still be a harvest, weeds.

Boundaries of the Sky

Part of Living in the Sky Poetry Collections

It is said “the sky is my limit”.
That i can be whoever I want to be in life.
Attain great achievements.
Take great strides and “walk on water”.

Living in the Sky

Living in the Sky is a poetry collection of poems, comments & quotations that expresses the transcendent beauty of human abilities. The ability to aspire, imagine, think, reason, persevere, endure, to hope and to create using words. The ability to change anything, and to exceed the boundaries of limitation.

Coming Soon: Speaking to the Wind (Part 1 of 4)

Speaking to the Wind (Part 1 of 4)

Brief Synopsis

A small village prepares a feast to celebrate the invitation of His Royal Highness, King George V, King of the United Kingdom and the British Dominions, and Emperor of India.

Speaking to the Wind

“Chioma! Chioma! Chioma…! Bring the spoon here!” Mama shouted above every voice from the kitchen into the house. Her voice was mighty, thunderous, and sounded very urgent. It had priority over other voices, over the bleating of goats and lambs, barking of dogs, gossips, chirruping of birds, cackling of fowls, cries of babies, cantankerous arguments, chitchats, and the announcement gongs of town-criers in the fading distance.

What do I see?

“The world is as big as I see it but I can only have what I see.”

What is Possible?

“I always knew that all things were possible but I have found out for myself that I can do all things.”

“Poverty had stolen her beauty”

I could vividly recall that faithful day as I waited for my bus to depart for Sukka, a small but industrial town in O’gu, famous for its cottage industries especially shoe making. The fifteen-seat minibus was sparsely occupied and the driver wasn’t going to depart until it was full, until we begged for space, until his mental quota was achieved, and until his bills, rent, food, children school fees, were paid. Time was on my side because it was going to be a long journey. In the meantime, my eyes feasted on the vicinity, on the boisterous activities and madness of the motor park.