Peniaphobia (vol.2)
Is it that we the poor masses are scum of the earth? Peniaphobia!
I believe that even , if it is as few as one or two ways, we too contribute our quota to this society, why then should the rich use their wealth to oppress the poor!. The way the rich are endowed with the means we lack, I'm sure we too are endowed with the abilities the rich lack too Brilliant!!! God is not biasis in distributing his bounties
But is it a sin if someone do not have money? Of course is not a sin but then not everybody will be rich. Some will not have at their teenage age till they get to the elder age. What about those elders that I know but are still poor? It is God that is distributing it as he want, the world is fill of mysteries since we do not know our destiny, we need to work hard while we are still young so that we can relax when grow old and eat whatever we want in a golden plates and if eventually we don't become rich, when we should accept our destiny but first let work hard now..... Peniaphobia
Destiny? Just like that? Is there still anything like destiny these days? . Absolutely there is because our fortunes has been predestined from heaven but do not think destiny is working against you work hard first.....
Say no to peniaphobia!
Say no to miserliness!
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Is it that we the poor masses are scum of the earth? Peniaphobia!
I believe that even , if it is as few as one or two ways, we too contribute our quota to this society, why then should the rich use their wealth to oppress the poor!. The way the rich are endowed with the means we lack, I'm sure we too are endowed with the abilities the rich lack too Brilliant!!! God is not biasis in distributing his bounties
But is it a sin if someone do not have money? Of course is not a sin but then not everybody will be rich. Some will not have at their teenage age till they get to the elder age. What about those elders that I know but are still poor? It is God that is distributing it as he want, the world is fill of mysteries since we do not know our destiny, we need to work hard while we are still young so that we can relax when grow old and eat whatever we want in a golden plates and if eventually we don't become rich, when we should accept our destiny but first let work hard now..... Peniaphobia
Destiny? Just like that? Is there still anything like destiny these days? . Absolutely there is because our fortunes has been predestined from heaven but do not think destiny is working against you work hard first.....
Say no to peniaphobia!
Say no to miserliness!
#review #article #everyone
#Simi
She is a mother, She's an inspirator, She's an instructor
The air beneath my wings, The only voice that avenge aloud but heard sombre
If she could write a story,It would be the greatest ever told.
She learnt how to cry from words and flashback not just the pains anyone had caused her.
No one has the right to insult my mother
My mother isn't a mistake, My mother isn't a stranger, My Mother isn't a lunatic
She does all she does with selflessness, My Epic
Do people still sings poem for their mother lately?
Even on a day like this she still cry saying she hasn't done enough..
How can I appreciate you this mother? My carrier
The only one who carries me from zero and never get tired of still carrying me...
My educator, My entertainment; That why I call her an Edutainer
She's my mother, My Courage, The creator of my identity, The mirror of my reality
When I'm hurt and keep crying, she says don't worry ants bites then we both smiles
The only one who says "Similoluwa, don't worry you can't loose" even when it tight and almost gone, she never stop pressing on to see me press more....
Its funny how she does this even when we all knows she loves Apple so much but....
When apples (🍏🍏🍏🍏) are four and we are five (👩 👗👚👗👗) ;my mother says, "I don't like Apples.
Happy mothers day
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The air beneath my wings, The only voice that avenge aloud but heard sombre
If she could write a story,It would be the greatest ever told.
She learnt how to cry from words and flashback not just the pains anyone had caused her.
No one has the right to insult my mother
My mother isn't a mistake, My mother isn't a stranger, My Mother isn't a lunatic
She does all she does with selflessness, My Epic
Do people still sings poem for their mother lately?
Even on a day like this she still cry saying she hasn't done enough..
How can I appreciate you this mother? My carrier
The only one who carries me from zero and never get tired of still carrying me...
My educator, My entertainment; That why I call her an Edutainer
She's my mother, My Courage, The creator of my identity, The mirror of my reality
When I'm hurt and keep crying, she says don't worry ants bites then we both smiles
The only one who says "Similoluwa, don't worry you can't loose" even when it tight and almost gone, she never stop pressing on to see me press more....
Its funny how she does this even when we all knows she loves Apple so much but....
When apples (🍏🍏🍏🍏) are four and we are five (👩 👗👚👗👗) ;my mother says, "I don't like Apples.
Happy mothers day
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Egocentric Pandemic
This is beyond a wear, why do we still thinks we are fine?
With anxiety we wore it with pride. well, we did because it was not the only option left
It between living and existing a live, A banquet follows after our barricade emotions;
The world is shutting down why aren't we seeing it?
Fours eyes are becoming none? Why aren't we noticing?
Seem like darkness is smiling, air is thick... Are we still not feeling that?
It's okay to say he dead in a car accident how about they all dead in a car accident?
My intensions are not to scare you, am just definition the moment by my own thought
But I think we should know this is the main definition of the vanity some men once spoke of. Aren't we imagining things? Why do we still think It our own self wishes?
Where are the Rose Royce owners?
Bing-bing Lagos benz owners?
Life of a party? That one that thinks I can't go a week without clubbing?
Oh my tailor must not disappear me? This weekend, they must all noticed me
How about, I can't warm a meal of yesterday? It's not a pride it won't just go...
Yes, I nearly forgot, my sister on the top view; team mainland is not my thing just island
Can the delusions be with held and the damage come to an end?
Never seen by the naked eyes,could it go away from life?
Questions unresolved in time, panic strikes as the death nears.
The Pandemic? Humans questioned! Ask the creator,
Any way out of this cobweb of pain?
Delusions reach the dead end,as you turn into a good Samaritan.
Never to be seen again till the end,as I erased the creature forever!
Don't we think we are been short listed from this world already?
Don't know if we have to talk or we should run.
We all are going through a tough time. Reality is harsh with the disease being violent and deadly. Any disaster that emerges is due to the imbalance in the ecosystem. We humans have taken our Mother Earth for granted since ages with a feeling of “Why should I care?” There could be a possibility that karma has been reverted back due to the ignorance uprooted. This poem is my thoughts over this situation, and how the Nature converses about the problems caused.
#review #everyone #simi
This is beyond a wear, why do we still thinks we are fine?
With anxiety we wore it with pride. well, we did because it was not the only option left
It between living and existing a live, A banquet follows after our barricade emotions;
The world is shutting down why aren't we seeing it?
Fours eyes are becoming none? Why aren't we noticing?
Seem like darkness is smiling, air is thick... Are we still not feeling that?
It's okay to say he dead in a car accident how about they all dead in a car accident?
My intensions are not to scare you, am just definition the moment by my own thought
But I think we should know this is the main definition of the vanity some men once spoke of. Aren't we imagining things? Why do we still think It our own self wishes?
Where are the Rose Royce owners?
Bing-bing Lagos benz owners?
Life of a party? That one that thinks I can't go a week without clubbing?
Oh my tailor must not disappear me? This weekend, they must all noticed me
How about, I can't warm a meal of yesterday? It's not a pride it won't just go...
Yes, I nearly forgot, my sister on the top view; team mainland is not my thing just island
Can the delusions be with held and the damage come to an end?
Never seen by the naked eyes,could it go away from life?
Questions unresolved in time, panic strikes as the death nears.
The Pandemic? Humans questioned! Ask the creator,
Any way out of this cobweb of pain?
Delusions reach the dead end,as you turn into a good Samaritan.
Never to be seen again till the end,as I erased the creature forever!
Don't we think we are been short listed from this world already?
Don't know if we have to talk or we should run.
We all are going through a tough time. Reality is harsh with the disease being violent and deadly. Any disaster that emerges is due to the imbalance in the ecosystem. We humans have taken our Mother Earth for granted since ages with a feeling of “Why should I care?” There could be a possibility that karma has been reverted back due to the ignorance uprooted. This poem is my thoughts over this situation, and how the Nature converses about the problems caused.
#review #everyone #simi
If covid never came
Just like another game you came into the state, Nigeria. We let you in and we av been dealing with you ever since, we thought you would leave it's obvious you'd picked a nation in our state. If you had never come;
I would sneeze without people looking at me like am the death herself
I would dress in my usual way without covering my mouth like it stinks
I would use my hand as I choose to, with no exemption,
The world won't have been withheld not to talk of limitating our freedom of movement.
I miss the days of uncountable sneezing blessings.
I miss the days of partying 7pm till dawn
I miss the days of hand-shakes, hugs, kiss her on the face.
But now all I get is unfriendly glaring, even our brothers overseas are strange visitors
If you hadn't come I wouldn't walk about with mini suffocation and;
Thousand families would be happy or more than
You just changed the whole vision 2020 game plan...
© theSimiloluwa 🖊
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Just like another game you came into the state, Nigeria. We let you in and we av been dealing with you ever since, we thought you would leave it's obvious you'd picked a nation in our state. If you had never come;
I would sneeze without people looking at me like am the death herself
I would dress in my usual way without covering my mouth like it stinks
I would use my hand as I choose to, with no exemption,
The world won't have been withheld not to talk of limitating our freedom of movement.
I miss the days of uncountable sneezing blessings.
I miss the days of partying 7pm till dawn
I miss the days of hand-shakes, hugs, kiss her on the face.
But now all I get is unfriendly glaring, even our brothers overseas are strange visitors
If you hadn't come I wouldn't walk about with mini suffocation and;
Thousand families would be happy or more than
You just changed the whole vision 2020 game plan...
© theSimiloluwa 🖊
#review #simi #everyone
A life unwritten (a fictional story)
One rare day,
Lost in her thoughts I saw a girl,
With a bright smile & hairs with curl.
Biting on her nails, God knows the reason
“Been in love?” I asked
“Yes” she replied hastily.
“With how many people?” i asked with an interrogatory tone.
“I don’t remember really. I can count if you ask. But there will be someone missing in the list. I have fallen in love with people on train, bookshop, cafeteria, beach and places like here.... Huh heavy breath escaped throught my lungs. "Its fine I replied with a fake smile"
Oh am sorry,My manners, stretched out my hand..... I am similoluwa, I stay very close to the government resident, a rock hight sight away from here, its my seventh months in this city and honestly I haven't found any gorgeous lady around since I got here, I was just about to come into conclusion "Non never ever exist here" till I came out on a drive and meet you: (giggle) She shook back, saying I am "No one" and I don't disclose my identity to strangers. I stood dumbfounded, struggling to find words,her beauty won't let speak, I raved about her (glowing skin, dimple, gap teeth, dark eye, hairy skin) beauty. Then she left in her Range Rover (L405) 2019 model
Insulted and humiliated, I felt my tears threatening to spill over. I turned back and fled.
Upon returning home, with the insult fresh on my mind, I told myself, ‘I must make it in life too.’.
However, a few days later, it occurred to me that the lady was probably upset about something else and that maybe I had simply chosen the wrong time and date that day January 7, 2020. So for couple of weeks I have been visiting that same street with no doubtful mind "we will meet again". But till date I have never seen this lady shadow not to lady talk of her whole self.
I felt like i was in a Nollywood movie and was enchanted by the unexplained mystery of life. A few kind words and encouragement to myself; if I'd never met her, or perhaps I did not have a word with her or perhaps I never shook hands with her or perhaps the way I dressed ...... Many unanswered perhaps; It was a life unwritten experience indeed!
✍🏿TheSimiloluwa
(The End)
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One rare day,
Lost in her thoughts I saw a girl,
With a bright smile & hairs with curl.
Biting on her nails, God knows the reason
“Been in love?” I asked
“Yes” she replied hastily.
“With how many people?” i asked with an interrogatory tone.
“I don’t remember really. I can count if you ask. But there will be someone missing in the list. I have fallen in love with people on train, bookshop, cafeteria, beach and places like here.... Huh heavy breath escaped throught my lungs. "Its fine I replied with a fake smile"
Oh am sorry,My manners, stretched out my hand..... I am similoluwa, I stay very close to the government resident, a rock hight sight away from here, its my seventh months in this city and honestly I haven't found any gorgeous lady around since I got here, I was just about to come into conclusion "Non never ever exist here" till I came out on a drive and meet you: (giggle) She shook back, saying I am "No one" and I don't disclose my identity to strangers. I stood dumbfounded, struggling to find words,her beauty won't let speak, I raved about her (glowing skin, dimple, gap teeth, dark eye, hairy skin) beauty. Then she left in her Range Rover (L405) 2019 model
Insulted and humiliated, I felt my tears threatening to spill over. I turned back and fled.
Upon returning home, with the insult fresh on my mind, I told myself, ‘I must make it in life too.’.
However, a few days later, it occurred to me that the lady was probably upset about something else and that maybe I had simply chosen the wrong time and date that day January 7, 2020. So for couple of weeks I have been visiting that same street with no doubtful mind "we will meet again". But till date I have never seen this lady shadow not to lady talk of her whole self.
I felt like i was in a Nollywood movie and was enchanted by the unexplained mystery of life. A few kind words and encouragement to myself; if I'd never met her, or perhaps I did not have a word with her or perhaps I never shook hands with her or perhaps the way I dressed ...... Many unanswered perhaps; It was a life unwritten experience indeed!
✍🏿TheSimiloluwa
(The End)
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With much pleasure he strives
Strive to survive, strive to arrival
Strive to revive, Strive to archive,
Strive to connive, Strive to thrive
strive not to deprive, strive not to skydive
Isn't this what an hero does?
He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes--
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you -- he
who listens intimately
to the sweet murmur of
your voice, the enticing
laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly, I can'
speak -- my tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing,
hearing only my own ears
drumming, I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body
At such times
death isn't far from me
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With much pleasure he strives
Strive to survive, strive to arrival
Strive to revive, Strive to archive,
Strive to connive, Strive to thrive
strive not to deprive, strive not to skydive
Isn't this what an hero does?
He is more than a hero
he is a god in my eyes--
the man who is allowed
to sit beside you -- he
who listens intimately
to the sweet murmur of
your voice, the enticing
laughter that makes my own
heart beat fast. If I meet
you suddenly, I can'
speak -- my tongue is broken;
a thin flame runs under
my skin; seeing nothing,
hearing only my own ears
drumming, I drip with sweat;
trembling shakes my body
At such times
death isn't far from me
#review #poetry #simi #everyone
Flaming green of a morning that awaits rain
Shining yellow of a afternoon that await sun
Dusty Black of the night that await nightmare
And I speaks of rape through silence,
And I speaks of rape through attitudes
And I speaks of rape through language of my body
And I speak of rape through expectancy of casual
what you'av done to her took her away
Away from human world,
Everything now cost her memories
Memories for what she no nothing about,
You have made her a one way hero
An hero who pretend its fine, an hero who strives
Strive to survive, strive to arrive
Strive to revive, Strive to archive,
Strive to connive, Strive to thrive
strive not to deprive, strive not to skydive
She was a human, till;
You shorten her happiness, You shorten her lifestyle
You shorten her breath, you shorten her glories
You shorten her pride, You reshape her future for rape
Five minutes fun cost her lifetime
Your rotten act caused her euthanasia
You made her allodoxaphobia
Close eyes, close hands, she close all-clear soul . . .
She has learnt to live outside life? She has learnt never to let words out?
Why should you even do that? Why should you be yourself monster?
Don't you feel it like having a dance, a dance with ghost at the graveyard
Ain't you scared of the whippy voices? Don't you feel out of line it is?
SayNoToRape, SayNoToCrime SayNoToHumanViolence
© theSimiloluwa
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Shining yellow of a afternoon that await sun
Dusty Black of the night that await nightmare
And I speaks of rape through silence,
And I speaks of rape through attitudes
And I speaks of rape through language of my body
And I speak of rape through expectancy of casual
what you'av done to her took her away
Away from human world,
Everything now cost her memories
Memories for what she no nothing about,
You have made her a one way hero
An hero who pretend its fine, an hero who strives
Strive to survive, strive to arrive
Strive to revive, Strive to archive,
Strive to connive, Strive to thrive
strive not to deprive, strive not to skydive
She was a human, till;
You shorten her happiness, You shorten her lifestyle
You shorten her breath, you shorten her glories
You shorten her pride, You reshape her future for rape
Five minutes fun cost her lifetime
Your rotten act caused her euthanasia
You made her allodoxaphobia
Close eyes, close hands, she close all-clear soul . . .
She has learnt to live outside life? She has learnt never to let words out?
Why should you even do that? Why should you be yourself monster?
Don't you feel it like having a dance, a dance with ghost at the graveyard
Ain't you scared of the whippy voices? Don't you feel out of line it is?
SayNoToRape, SayNoToCrime SayNoToHumanViolence
© theSimiloluwa
#review #simi #Protest
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