‘Love Don’t Fear’ Collaborations

POETRY AND BOOKS

DesiriiOne of the greatest American novelists Ernest Hemingway is quoted to have said “Writing, at its best, is a lonely life.” And yes, writing is solitary – it requires concentration and dedication, but that’s not what this post is about… This post is about collaboration.

“Love Don’t Fear” is filled with relationship stories, hence my need to share the book’s creation process with others came as no surprise. Ayo (foreword) and my husband Miguel influenced its title… During an impromptu ‘brain-storming’ session, Miguel put “Love Don’t Fear” out there and I knew that was it! One day, I might share the circumstance in which he got inspired, but that’s a whole ‘nother story… for later… maybe 😊

Moving on, I invited other fellow artists to contribute in the post-creation process. I can’t wait to share the fruits of these wonderful relationships with you. I hope you enjoy what’s to come and that we can connect through it…

On this note, let me introduce Desiri…  

Desiri Okobia (aka Miss Dee) is an author and English literature teacher from London, UK. In her book “Diaries of a Visionary”, she shares her experiences, positive energy and strong passion for God. She writes: “I made plans to move to America and pursue my career as an actress in Hollywood. By this time, I had built up my acting portfolio by attending a theatre school in London, taking part in theatre productions and appearing in some TV shows… …New York is similar to London, and I was used to the city life. I had it all planned out: first New York, and then eventually I would move to LA and work as an actress, live in a nice house on the beach and drive a red convertible. Yep! That’s all I wanted to do…”

Desiri’s honesty makes me smile and her story brings to mind a well known saying: “Man plans, God laughs”. Pick up “Diaries of a Visionary” (on Amazon) if you’re so inclined – find out how the Maker interrupted her American dream, see her growth and enjoy the rest of this inspiring tale…

Back to “Love Don’t Fear” collaborations, Desiri will be reading “I saw her smile” – the full recording will be here soon. Meanwhile, please enjoy this short snippet with her powerful delivery of the story about a girl who never smiled… until she did. 😊

There’s more to come. In the meantime, go ahead and pick up “Love Don’t Fear” on Amazon. ♥

Mirage, Marriage, Memoir – Poem

Mirage
He looked good and had a lot
So, she entered the mirage
Only, she had failed to notice
Ugliness & lack, inside

Their mirage turned to a marriage
From hell – especially for her…
Technically, it was not a marriage
She was not the only girl

Damn! Had she known before
Man! Had she shut that door
Now, things are not as they were
And there’s another… inside of her

They remain together
Every day is deader
Well, at least for her
He just doesn’t care

She is black & blue,
Although born to the white race,
With red cigarette marks
All over her face…

‘She’s such a good girl’, they say
‘How?! She doesn’t smoke’, they ask
They don’t want to dig too deep,
She feels safe behind her mask…

Many years ago,
Mum & dad (without a dime)
Saw their ‘once upon a time’…

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Very quickly, in one voice,
They approved her choice
They knew she would share the good life
‘Yes, our girl’s a rich man’s wife!’

Only now,
There’s too much drama
For daddy and mama…
And,
They feel like she failed
Because money’s still scarce
They do get their share, but
they spend & they spend…

She is all alone, except…
There is Another inside of her

She is finally getting there
Tired of sweet little lies
Turned to big & bitter crimes
She is bound & very tired,
But she can pretend no more
Keeps on choking on his waves,
But she’s swimming to the shore

There’s a miracle there, for her
Husband doesn’t want divorce, but he doesn’t care
Technically, he is not her husband
Coz she’s not the only girl

Now, she knows…
A graveyard may look like a park
Until you see its grave stones…
Finally, she’s been hurt enough
He’s fractured enough of her bones

Mirage turned to a marriage
Is becoming a memoir…
He will need to find an ashtray
To extinguish his cigar.

Taken from my new book “Love Don’t Fear”

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Love Don’t Fear – Poetry Collection

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“Love – Don’t Fear” is an inspiring collection of 25 poems centered around relationships. Some of these poems have been published previously while others are brand-new. This book will take you on an enriching journey towards discovering the true source of relational fulfillment…

Whether you’re a lover, friend, or parent, these stories will stir your heart up by reminding you not to wait for another person/s to make you feel complete… It is an encouraging blend of love, hope, affirmation and faith placed in a challenging world of fear and doubt.

These poems tell stories of heart-break, recovery and restoration. This collection is for you if you’re looking for clarity whilst facing a relationship dilemma, or you simply enjoy reading poems that tell captivating stories…

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Peace, Love & Poetry – Merry Christmas…

I’ve been relaxing with family ☺️ (in between dramas 😠) while preparing for Christmas which, in Poland, starts tomorrow with a rather fancy dinner called “Wigilia”. We’ve just celebrated my grandma’s 80th birthday & I’m so grateful for being able to share these  special moments with the people I love. I hope you are surrounded by warmth, kindness and loved ones in this wonderful season & that it truly is a jolly season for you.

Reflection time:

In the beginning, I thought I’d start a blog to share & to inspire others, but truly… I’ve been so inspired, challenged and enlightened by your words! I really feel like reading your expressions enriched not only my blogging experience, but my world altogether. Thank you for your labor of love and for your support of mine. 

On that note, this is the season of giving & I don’t want to miss out on an opportunity to give you a little Christmas gift!  With no further ado, I want to encourage you to get your free e-copy of my book “Do Lend Me Your Ears.

Alternatively, if you prefer to be the giver 🙂 click right here to see how you can support a worthy cause with my book.

I’ve got to run as I still have a few more gifts to get before Wigilia. Yet, once again, thank You so much for being here and for sharing your precious thoughts & time with me.

Stay inspired & inspiring,

Merry Christmas ♥♥♥

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Quick! Before the Drama Blooms! Poem

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They have seen too many fights

Teary days & weary nights

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Respect, trust,

Communication

Seem like ancient arts

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Instead, there are…

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Fast flying arrows

By a rebellious Cupid

And mean accusations

Some way beyond stupid

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Whenever she wins a battle

She knows she has lost

When she opens her mouth

Her heart becomes closed

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She can’t hear his heart

He’s convinced he’s right

Every common goal forgotten

Overshadowed by pride

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What are we doing?

Why do we fight?

Where are we going?

Where is the light?!

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If there was a drama trap

She’d buy it – whatever the price

She would lay them all around them

Like the ones used to catch mice

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If there was a drama spray

He’d spray it all over their rooms

He would spray before it comes

Quick! Before the drama blooms!

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Yet, there sure is such a trap

Yes! There sure is such a spray

They remember the old battles

They decide to kneel & pray…

Yay! Poetic Giveaway!

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This Feeling – Poem

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What you gave me tonight…

I am talking ‘bout this feeling

Didn’t drive me up the wall –

It did drive me up the ceiling!

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I would like to say some words

Decent people shouldn’t share

I would also like to show you

How much I don’t care…

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I would, but I won’t…

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Not because I’m scared

Not because I don’t know how,

but because there’s enough drama

We don’t need another row

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There’s pain on the left

There’s pain on the right

I won’t let your careless thoughts

Rot and stink inside my mind…

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I must own my own feeling

I need to do it today

I can’t let your ignorance

Ruin everybody’s day…

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I must dispose of this feeling

As if it’s rubbish or clutter

I need to save my strength for tomorrow

For battles that really matter.

Daughter of the World – Poem

Poems about women

She was a daughter of the world, my dear…
Who else did you hope you would see her be?

She was a daughter of the world, you know?
Yes, you knew she was – she did tell you so

By the way she moved, by the way she spoke…

You said she was the one, then you took her home
Aware of who she was – the daughter of the world

So why would you blame her for your fall?
She was a woman of the world, after all…

You believed you could resist because you were strong

You engaged in her deceitful talk – a little too long

She was falling; of course she made you fall

Extremely fast and extremely low.

You opened the door of your universe for her
Wide open – to be torn apart as she entered there

She was a child of the SKY –
A beauty of the Beast, but you… came

From then – within His beautiful temple

Right into the present – un-covered… in shame

Your muse was nothing less and she was nothing more,
but a totally faithful daughter of the unfaithful world

‘Wahala’ was her name. ‘Wahala’ she was called

She was a daughter of the world –
With all her heart, her mind, her soul…

 Set her free… Why won’t you, baby?

Set her free… …In Him…
She is no longer who she used to be.

Meaning of “wahala”: Trouble 😳

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I Miss You – Poem

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You’re happy & well, I hear

Yet, I miss you… I so miss you, dear

Yesterday, I was instructed not to show my tears

It has only been a week, but it felt like years…

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Yet, I’m not allowed to say I miss you

They say if I speak I’ll offend a few…

‘You’ve got to be quiet. You’ve got to be strong!’

They say it so loud without saying a word

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Yet, I miss you like

Flowers miss bees & bees miss their honey

I so love you like

Banks love their fees & like bankers love money

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Boy, I miss you like

The world misses lies & like God misses men

And I love you like

Writers love stories & like stories love to end

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My hands need your skin

My nose needs your smell

I miss you & miss you & it feels like hell

And I want to cry, and I want to yell

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Yet, I stay silent, although true to me,

I just need to wait. I just need to be…

Without you, except in my memories

Hoping that I won’t have to wait centuries.

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See You in Tomorrow.

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I admit. I have made so many mistakes

I have twisted my life with my twisted ways

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I did things before they should have been done

I run when I should have sat. I sat when I should have run.

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There’s no way to turn back the hands of time

What is done already cannot be undone…

Till it can.

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So, stop dragging me through yesterdays

The damage is done, but I’m not done yet

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It is not too late – these are only delays

Did I tell you I knew the Maker of Days?

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You too need to focus on how far you have come

And stop crying about how far you must go, so…

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If you don’t plan to carry on – stay out of my way

Your fears have been slowly poisoning my faith!

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There’s too much at stake. l must walk away…

Doubts can only take us back to our yesterday

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See You in Tomorrow.

I Pray that I Meet You There.