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source My love for you is the most beautifully insane thing in the universe. It's illogical how something this lovely can cause so much pain, Yet I persist unhinged like a wild bull, In a reckless haste,

source Mama and I were having another heated argument, one which rose so high it made a sham of the blazing Saturday sun atop our roof. My growing rage laced in tiny bits of sweats trickled down my face

source I don't know how to be a father my journey just started yesterday as I watched you unfold like a little mystical ball From your mother's womb, Her first true magic trick. I had to stomach a joy

source If there is the slightest chance That tomorrow will offer a better bargain than today I am taking it. I don't know how to stay down for too long, I've reached heights too high To ever settle for

source If I wasn't worried about life, I would be lounging away on my soft couch, with a cup of soya milk and creamy crackers in my hand, While I read any book of my choice. There would be loud music.

source Do you feel a certain way when you hear people say things like "oh, not me, I never really had my heart broken before." Really? You know I never thought such people still roam this planet

source I'll come around if you ever want to be in love I so solemly swear, that this heart is yours and yours alone I promise to be here, whenever you're in need, I will be home In your arms is where I

source The first draft of this article was brimming with anger and contempt, much of which I had to omit. Just the other day I was going through my feeds and I stumbled upon a picture which had African

source Can I lay next to you? Just next to you. Close enough to be aroused by the stench of love. Can you hold me in my arms? Tight enough to feel you inside Thrusting, quaking like a thunderstorm, Dense

Source I was trying to make a point To be something people considered impossible for someone like me. I never truly understood what that meant--to be someone like. I had no defined picture of who was,

source This is one of those topics I tend to avoid because honestly, I feel it's beneath me. I'm not trying to sound puffed-up or anything, but having conversations about where or not a women's place is

I woke up this morning to capture this very beautiful moment: [Lagos, Nigeria 6:01] I watched two events unfold this morning simultaneously: the beginning of a new day and the end of the night. It shows

I wanna love you and mean it for once. I wanna cherish this moment like it matters twice as much, Forgetting past and all it's traps of regret that ensnares me, But most days it's really hard, Especially

source So today I want to talk about the lengthy post(s) and for the obvious reason: most people don't read them. Yes, and if you doubt me then check the comment section of some of these long posts and

source Like I've said countless times in my previous posts, I'm relatively new to the steemit platform and so far, it's has been a fair experience for me. However I have noticed that most newbies just

source It's said that in every human is a need to be loved-- we want to be loved by something or someone. And this craving can only be satisfied through good relationships. The quality of a person's life

picture: zainab (my friend) I remember my awkward curiosity Standing helplessly in your presence Wondering if this troubling feeling in my stomach was love or indigestion. I'd never wanted anything so

Good morning steemians. It's about 7 a.m and I just woke up not too long. I've been on this site since yesterday, reading and upvoting, generally just getting accustomed to the site and finding people

Most times I find myself in my overzealous mode, trying to do more than I should, and often than not, the resulting effect is far from the desired effect. Today, after a long break from steemit I decided

I had a best friend, at age five, named Mishu (I hope I spelt that correctly), then we were still living in cote d'ivoire. He was older than me, boyish charm, skinny, much like I am now. I can't quite