Poems Quotes and Reality (PQR)

TO ALL MY LADIES, FOR THE HOMIES! This long note is totally written on impulse so please do not take offence. My female mind was fast forwarding to the future as usual and instead of the usual romantic-filled day dreams, I had an unsettling realization this dawn. Truth be told, I was momentarily taken aback because in-laws are the ones normally known to give this buzz of complaints (truth hurts, huh?). As such, I was baffled at the guilt that plagued me after my sub-conscious person prompted me that all my effervescent daydreams had one thing in common: ‘The self-interested, albeit unconscious, omission of the presence and importance of the ‘homies’ in my future husband’s life.’ Ladies, it is possible that any of your man’s (husband, fiancé, boyfriend) friends (aka Homies) will not like you for a reason as bizarre as, ‘She has taken over the life of our ‘best friend’ completely without any room for us.’ I earnestly hope not but if this déjà vu happens to be real, the

WHAT IS IT? What is it? That which I see when I look into your eyes It is not just a reflection of my image It is not just the colour of your eyes It is that which is hidden behind the image In the blink of your eyes Which is as old as an adage And as fresh as the tears in your eyes What is it? That which I read when you smile It is not just the politeness of a welcome It is not just to last for a while 'that which is hidden behind the welcome' It is that which is hidden behind the welcome In the stretch of your smile That which bids me come Even when I have to walk more than a mile What is it? That which I hear in your heart It is not just the sound of your heartbeat It is not just the work of a natural art It is that which makes my heart beat To the song only I can hear in your heart That which makes me tremble in the heat And gives me the shakes at the thought of being apart What is it? That whic

RED BUZZER Dear Reader, Welcome to PQR (Poems Quotes & Reality). Today, I am going to have an interactive session in the Reality Zone. I recently got in touch with an old friend and we had a very insightful discussion. She drew my attention to a very dead topic which instantly came alive in a bid to help a friend. And please note that the Reality Zone is very Unisex, no bias to gender. There are a lot of ships in this world and each ship has its destination and its docking space in the main land no matter where it travels to.  Picture a Shipping Dock by a mainland; you join a ship to travel on a journey with a known destination, leaving all your friends and loved ones behind. Now, on your journey, you meet other people and make new friends. You are happy and you get in touch with your friends and loved ones back in the main land to debrief them on how much fun you are having on the ship. After a while, the ship gets to the first in-land dock for  refuelin

LADY OF VIRTUE  Like a Lily among thorns, is the woman who fears God She builds up her STRENGTH in union with the LORD She stands ready with: DISCRETION as her undergarments 'She is WORTH MORE THAN precious jewels' RIGHTEOUSNESS as a robe SUBMISSION as a wrapper HONESTY & TRUTH as a sash SOUND JUDGEMENT as a veil WISDOM as a head gear FAITHFULNESS as bangles HARDWORK as a scarf COMPASSION as a brooch KINDNESS as earrings SACRIFICE as a necklace CHARITY & SERVICE as shoes A SMILE as makeup GENTLENESS as speech PRAYER as her Fragrance She is as Radiant as the Sun, Her Love shines bright like the Moon In the darkest part of the night Her beauty is like all Nature   Crafted in perfect form by God Her partner is blessed and prosperous Her children are favoured by God Her home is never lacking Her friends and neighbours marvel at her Capability. She is worth more than precious jewels Can be discove

A LETTER TO MY ROOMMATE Grace Asabea Owusu Dear Grace, Finally I gathered the courage to write to you after a whole year! How time flies. You have been in my testimonies and I have shared you with a few people who came my way. However, permit me to share you with the world. Remember the time we had a discussion about life after school? The way you were so excited about National Service, getting employed and finally getting hitched to your sweetheart *wink*. Well, life after school came. You were there for National Service. I don’t think I will ever forget how desperately you wanted a reposting. Perhaps, if it had gone through I will not be writing this letter. I am not going to blame the National Service Secretariat for your decision to ‘travel’, at least not in this letter *smile*; I have done that a thousand times already. Perhaps if thoughts could kill believe me, half of their staff would not be found now *giggle*. So during National Service, I called you a