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A LETTER TO MY CRUSH ..By Ola Vincent Omotade So i started the letter with few Yoruba poetic lines Omo tuntun kan tide adugbo... Elumide loruko re , omo baba ELU ni o! Adumaradan, omo eleje tutu. Ara mi aya ti mo ba ri ni kuutu. After reading this Yoruba serenade, she took the letter to read with great admiration, she read out the name on the letter  "Ola Vincent Omotade.." She hisses "mtchewwwwww" Joke the cool headed, smiles as this words bounced off her vocal chords "who wrote you a letter? she said Oh, the letter is from this guy who calls himself Ola Vincent jare.. Joke answered, that poet ko, the one crushing on you, lets see what he wrote there now, a romantic poem i guess.. I don't know for him. Joke hijacked the letter from her  and read to the room of six. Dear Elumide, "Be a Good girl and face your studies, keep a straight face, don't talk to boys, talk to girls only..you could talk to Vincent anyways.. You ...

All I could see was the Beam of rays shining Clearly in your eyes, Despite the darkness in Every part of my heart; For your love Grows every nanosecond in my life, High degree of affection Is all I feel for you. Just in case distance keeps us apart Know that our hearts are always together. Life is full of adventures, only if you could Make it interesting. Never will I forsake the love we share Or will I ever make your heart beat in tears. I'm so Proud to have you in my world. Quietly, Regardless of the period, my heart still cries So much to have you. There is no special feeling than the Union of two hearts that Vow to breathe as one. When your heart feel so empty.... Xoxo...... You should know, I am there with full Zeal to boost it. ©Poetry with the 26 Alphabets

FATHER'S INTELLIGENCE . .Poetry with power and exquisite accuracy Kokokoko (a knock on the door of my room) Who is there? It is I your father (Oya sile kun) open the door So I came out of the room with my blue check boxers and a round neck shirt , Daddy what is it? Then he replied Vincent,  i bought 1000naira Mtn data today.. And I logged on to facebook after many years,  I went through your Facebook timelines too. Vincent!  Vincent!!  Vincent!!! How many times did I call you?  I answered three times sir. How many ears do you have?  One sir I replied.. What you use it for? to hear word sir.. Okay Vincent,  You see  all this ladies you're busy writing poems for,  you will not marry any of them,   you will only marry the one  I choose for you to marry..  I grumbled and muttered NO sir..  sir I have my choice, don't you see how beautiful "mide"  is?  Daddy it's mide I want ooo..  then ...

A SERENADE  TO Jto Otedola I cannot afford to fling a laugh.. As I look grotesque at your sweet smile, which is nothing but the colour of radiant petals, Your eyebrow, a map to cities sleeping in silence, The white of your eyes like pure crystals The glittering of your teeth,  describes whitened keys of a customized grand piano-. The plain of your flawless Oyo skin and smiles leaves me to say that  you're relentlessly gorgeous,  your name could be used as the best substitute for beauty in a canon dictionary.. I know you're  pretty and widely admired just like  embellished Italian artworks,it gets into my head that you've turned me into a songwriter because of my unexplainable.. Your whiteness lightens the universe and he who beholds you, feels like  he has the world beyond his feet. I will sing softly of your lustre, ministering to your soul with my gentle acoustic strings cos you're very pretty, and your laughter is the music of many wa...

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES By Ola Vincent Omotade  When I was 13 years old, there was a girl in my neighborhood who I was quite certain at the time that I could give my life to. We met again today after ten years and all we said were memories. When I was a child, in the village, there was a plumpy peer that I loved to ashes. And for a reason I didn't know, she was always on the sprawl steering at me . I loved her like fire loved petrol. I would run back home filled with fantacized emotions if I saw her on the road. If I heard she passed here, I'd choose to stay there till she returns. BOOOOM... I got a 2A exercise,  I exercised my my capacity for writing romantic poetry  which had been greatly manifesfed right from my childhood days.. " I love you Sarah I wrote ,  I want you to be my wife. I see life rotating around you and myself as you husband " Unknown  to me, she was also in love, she got a piece of paper and wrote yes in more than 30times.. So after th...

TEN VIRGINS This season impressing  on us as believers, calls for prompt actions. where all were given by God should and must be traded with the available measures. It's high time you started bringing  those things,  those jottings,  those writings,  those prophecies  given to you by God together because,  they are Puzzles.. "Put them all together and get the clear picture of your life." An average believer writes..  But do not act the scripted writings.. Now let us go back to THE TEN VIRGINS "FIVE WERE  WISE, THE OTHER FIVE WERE FOOLS." the lesson I want you to learn is building spiritual capacity for  the task ahead wherein  we  must buy more oil for the daysahead will require..  The  simple reason for their foolishness was because they had no extra oil..  The night season came and they were unable to shine a light.... When they heard the cry, when  the bridegroom arrived, the ones  wi...

SPIRITUAL SACRIFICES Simply, spiritual sacrifices is  trading a value of higher worth for something of lesser worth in order to gain something else  valued more, such as an ally or strengthened relationship, or to avoid an even greater loss; to give without expecting profit to gain  or something in honor of. For which cause we faint not; but though our outward man perish, yet the inward man is renewed day by day (2cor 4:16)  When we commit to make certain level of sacrifices to seek God we may be weak on the outside, we may feel as if nothing much is happening,  nobody is acknowledging your sacrifice , nobody is seeing but just keep on going..  The bible says "If the clouds be full of rain, they empty themselves upon the earth: and if the tree fall toward the south, or toward the north, in the place where the tree falleth, there it shall"  Sacrifices open doors to step into higher spiritual ordinations So God may be saying step out of your...

A LETTER TO YOU To you who just wanna throw in the towel and probably end your life already, cause it feels like the weight of 4 planets lay comfortably on your shoulders and your happiness just lasts only as long as a good haircut. To you who has lost the spark to all you hold dear. The passion you once used to feel juggle in your belly just suddenly disappeared. To you who has this excruciating pain (in your body, soul. Every single where, it hurts bad)  that won't just go away. To you who doesn't know yourself. You don't even love yourself first first. You wear the mask every single time so that it's caused bruises on your face. Sores. Scars. You have eroded You. To you who feels getting from where you are to wanna be is a very long thing. To you who don't even know how and what to feel. To you fighting battles. Though ones, you can't deal no more. You have this ugly past that brings plenty voices in your head. You can't tell no one. . ....

#EVANGELISM If people are loud in the praises of the physician who cured them of some deadly malady_ recommending  others  to trust and seek his skills,  why should not Christ's people crown him with equal honors,  commend him to a dying world, and proclaim  what he' has done for them? Let them say with David," Come, all ye that fear the Lord,  and I will tell what he hath done for my soul, " and tread in the steps of the samarithan who threw  away her pitcher,  and, running to the city,  brought them all out-crying, " come, see  a man, which told me all things  that I ever did. " Reach out to people today,  tell them about Christ, share your testimonies of salvation and as you do that today  may you be blessed.. Amen. Lives in MINNA 08171466339

The lady I spent years with.. I was sad when she said.. " I have kept myself for too long,  I have been a worshiper in spirit and in truth, I was a member of my church choir for twelve years".. I never defiled my earthly body with  king's meat, I didn't have a bad past too. So how on earth will I accept to marry a BAD BOY like you she said.. And tears groped my eyes.. Yes I was once a bad boy,  a very dangerous boy your parents would never want you to walk or work with. I was an addicted smoker, a drunkard, clubber and yes I know..  I  lived all those kind of lives you've only read about in a thematic textbook of LASCIVIOUSNESS. But understand that change is 'inevitable' Either _positive or _negative People grow. People change from who they used to be. People leave their yesterdays and become better persons today and tomorrow..... Can you please not live in people's past? Like, is it possible for you to just live and let live? Can you...