Featured Poem by Olusola Bamisile (BB). All rights reserved ©
As I journey from one city to another in Nigeria,
And recount all the experiences embedded in every moment Continue reading I See Potential
Love Isn’t Perfect
Featured Poem by Olusola Bamisile (BB). All rights reserved ©
Guess you are waiting to read another sad story
Or the title aligns with your thought process
But permit me to contradict myself
Love is perfect and perfect love chases all fears Continue reading Love Isn’t Perfect
Apoetsbrain Photography: The Water Dwellers
An Apoetsbrain Original © All rights reserved.
Beautiful in their own fins and uniforms. Swirling, gliding, socializing. Each design so unique. Unapologetic for existing and so alive. These are the usually forgotten water dwellers.
Continue reading Apoetsbrain Photography: The Water Dwellers
I Dream of a Maze
Poem Written by Krystal Orellano Weldon © 2020
I Dream of a Maze
I dream of a maze;
My world appears to be a mystery. Continue reading I Dream of a Maze
Life’s purpose
“Life’s purpose and the perfect rice cooker have similarities. A rice cooker can boil other dishes but it is bought because it is best at cooking rice besides other things it can do. There may be other rice cookers out there, yet, you bought the one you have in your kitchen because it shined to you. It just fit.
You have been using it all this time and for years because it has been fulfilling it’s key purpose of boiling rice to your satisfaction. The rice cooker that does not know it is a rice cooker, or one that thinks it is a potato boiler will simply never be good enough. Just like this, we all shine when we know, understand, and work at our life’s purpose. Find it, focus on it, work at it.”
~ Analogy by Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora. All rights reserved © Continue reading Life’s purpose
Words
Featured Piece written by Derek Oluwamuyiwa Fodeke-Rodgers ©
If we talked…
If we talked and I spoke sweet words…
If we talked and my words cradled your face like they were hands…
If you heard everything you’ve ever wanted will you truly be happy?
Or would you mimic me?
Whisper the words you want to hear to your self.
Cradle your own face with your own words. Continue reading Words
The Missing Game
*Note: This poem has been published with the New York Public Library Zine 2017 ©
It begins as a creeping thought. Like an itch.
Easy to ignore, difficult to locate.
It graduates into an illness, and soon your mind is stuck on replay.
Like a swarm of butterflies with needles in their mouths.
Stay eager
“Do stuff. Be clenched, curious. Not waiting for inspiration’s shove or society’s kiss on your forehead. Pay attention. It’s all about paying attention. Attention is vitality. It connects you with others. It makes you eager. Stay eager.”
~ Susan Sontag
Grand Hands
“There comes a time when you realize that your life is no longer in any man’s hands. Not in your parents, or your siblings, or friends, not in yours, but in the hand of God who does as He wills. And then you stop fighting and kicking against the pricks. You gain that smoother Iife of peace, and surrender. Then all you can say is:
“Not my will Lord, but yours be done.”
~Sandra C. Obiora 😊
The Faces of Spring
“Whenever spring comes, Hope springs up alongside these flowers.
Every flower unique in its own way. Sharing its beauty with the world. As if to say ‘Cheer up. Spring is here!”
As the trees come alive with flushes of greens, yellows, and reds, my spirit comes alive with vigour.
With spring comes a new peace and tranquility.
With it comes a heart of gratutude for all that God has made.
~ By Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora
Abuse & Manipulation
A Write-up by Humphery Adun 2018 ©
Humans are relational beings; and thus, we owe our existence to the ability to cultivate relationships that sustain our mental, physical, emotional and psychological tranquility. In every relationship, there are roles played by each correspondence, and these roles are defined by several factors; age, position, class, family, culture, spirituality, and tradition. This plays out in such a way that it creates dominant and subordinate(dependent) individuals in the relationships. Interestingly, as adults we play both roles of being both dependent and dominant at the same time, across different relationships, and thus there is a diffusion of a learned trait from a relationship circle to another one; and this goes on and on, creating a tangle of relationship traits. Continue reading Abuse & Manipulation
Artwork by Beena
I Lived!
An Apoetsbrain Original Written 3/04/2020 © All rights reserved.
I lived. I lived. I lived.
I know that eight billion others exist alongside me.
I know that others have come and gone before me.
I know it has all been said before in different ways and phrases.
I know that in the picture of space and time we are smaller than a spec.
Yet this is the beauty of our humanity.
That we can cycle through life enjoying what has always been enjoyed.
Thus, I will not get lost in mundane thoughts.
I will not get stuck in mediocrity.
One and all eight billion will know!
I lived. I lived. I lived!
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To Squash A Star
An Apoetsbrain original ©
Tonight I looked up at a star as it sparkled so brightly.
I lifted up my hands in the freezing night and placed the twinkling Little Star between my thumb and index finger all set to squash it. Continue reading To Squash A Star
photography: Take me to the wild (retake)
Recently, I visited the zoo on my trip to Shanghai and came across the wild. I realized that we sometimes use the word ‘wild’ arbitrarily. When i ran into the ligers, the tigers, and the lions, i felt goosebumps spread across my skin, and my flight response kick in albeit a wall of glass between us. Welcome to the wild.
Continue reading photography: Take me to the wild (retake)
Woman
“The role of Woman is something spiritual. Profoundly spiritual. Her value is something insurmountable. Her very being defies human rationality. A little smaller yet so powerful. Lighter but a heavy weight lifter. She becomes Mother. Mother Earth, Mother Nature, Motherland. Beautifully birthing life itself. Birthing nations, birthing Christ! She is indeed something spiritual.”
Happy Women’s day!
~ Quote by Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora
Apoetsbrain Photography: Beautifully Dangerous
An Apoetsbrain Original © All rights reserved.
Innocent and harmless it appears.
It seems as though it has no other care in the world but to glide and twirl across the waters.
Its every move made as though to mesmerize and hypnotize its prey.
Its color dancing to the light pretending to be light itself.
But like a moth hopelessly drawn to a flame,
its poison soon spreads,
and the hug you came over to give turns to a strangle.
Soon mesmerized and breathless you fall.
Continue reading Apoetsbrain Photography: Beautifully Dangerous
Adulthood
“At some point, we come to recognize that adulthood is not about the freedom to do and undo as we please. Rather, adulthood is a call to realization.
Realizing that your decisions now can affect a hundred generations ahead of you. Realizing that your habits now can seep into your blood, and spread across your generational bloodline like wild fire.”
~ Apoetsbrain Original
Love is Patient
An Apoetsbrain Original © All rights reserved.
Love is patient, love is kind…
Love does not envy neither does it boast
Or so the saying goes.
‘I love you’ is said everywhere for everything at every time.
Love is uttered in every other sentence.
I Just See Another Human
An Apoetsbrain Original © All rights reserved.
I know you have trillions in your bank account.
I know you have been born into much wealth. Continue reading I Just See Another Human
Grey Skies II
Poem by Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora. 13/10/2020 All rights reserved ©
The Melancholy of grey skies is something I seek after.
Desperate at times to find myself.
Desperate to remain in that blankness,
Desperate to flee bright skies.
Continue reading Grey Skies II
Believer
“Sometimes I write not just to inspire others, but to inspire myself, and make myself the ultimate believer.”
~ Apoetsbrain Quotes 2015
What Is Music?
“What is music? Is it not but a collection of the sounds of the world? It is that special combination of what could have been noise that sets your heart ablaze, your nerves afire, and your feet to dancing.“
~ By Sandra C. Obiora – 5/10/2020
It Is Easier To…
It is easier to be sad than happy. Continue reading It Is Easier To…
Just a Little More
“Sometimes, all it takes is a little more strength, a little more courage, a little more interest, a little more determination. Not a lot more, just a tiny bit more than you had before to make it through, and suffer no regrets.”
~ Quotes by Apoetsbrain
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Existence
“Imagine your existence. Remember the reality of your consciousness. Now Imagine only existing. Existing with no purpose, no warmth, no life.Knowing nothing, heading nowhere even after death. Such hopelessness!I wish to have nothing to do with it.
For indeed man was designed for immortality. By nature we are immortal. Where man therefore spends the rest of eternity after his time on earth is the most crucial question of his existence. Now we must decide. With God or without?”
~ Sandra C. Obiora
A Person of My People
Reflections from Summer 2018. A piece by Sandra C. Bamisile ©
Being Nigerian in Nigeria is something nearly profound. There is a comfort that creeps over my skin. It is almost suffocating how magnificent it feels to be your own person among your own people. It is almost bewildering how ecstatic I am to eat the food of my people by my people, with my people. Continue reading A Person of My People
The World With No Sound
By Sandra C. Obiora. Written 6.3.13 © All rights reserved.
Imagine with me for a second a world without sound.
The ocean without the lapping and flapping of the waves,
My African Hair
By Sandra C. Obiora. © All rights reserved (Written 25.10.2013)
My hair and I are not always the best of friends.
We sometimes fight, and we sometimes make up.
She gives me all this work and all this trouble,
Yet I love her for what she is, and what she represents. Continue reading My African Hair
Wisdom’s Call
“Wisdom calls aloud outside;
She raises her voice in the open squares.
She cries out in the chief concourses,
At the openings of the gates in the city
She speaks her words:
“How long, you simple ones, will you love simplicity?
For scorners delight in their scorning,
And fools hate knowledge.”
Proverbs 1: 20-22
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