The parrot in my head

So, I'm super excited right now and I can't keep calm!

My first book, The parrot in my head is coming out soon guys. You can pre order now to get the book at a discounted price.

Thank you.

Defying gravity

We'll tell stories of pain and lack
And we'll tell stories of peace in the storm
We'll tell stories of defying first law of motion

We'll tell stories of uncertainty and loss
And we'll tell stories of soaring high
We'll tell stories of defying gravity

Misunderstood

I called you my love every now and then
We went almost everywhere together
My shoulders were always there for you to lean on
But Titilayo, you should have known I was just being a gentleman

I'm still surprised at how shocked you were
When I introduced you to my girlfriend
But Titilayo, you should have known I only love you like a sister
I'm sorry for the hurt I might have caused you 
Can we still be friends?

 

Can I trust you with my heart?

Million thoughts running through my head

Million flashes of memories

I’ve had my fair share of pain

I’m not sure of the strength of my heart anymore

Million reasons why I should let this love go

Million reasons why I should give this love a chance

I’m used to being alone

I hope it’s not crazy now that a part of me wants to be with you

There’s just one question on my mind

Can I trust you with my heart?

Live and let live

I hope you know
Doctors fall sick
Pastors get tempted
Bankers run into debt
Celebrities have a life off the screen

In the end
We are all humans
Living in a world full of expectations

Live  and let live

Shades of beauty

I bet you have no idea what I see when I look at you
I bet you don't know what I mean when I say I love you 

I've seen how you spend hours trying to look beautiful
I've seen how you idolize other women that people call beautiful

I don't know how the world sees beauty
But I know you are my perfect definition of beauty


P.S: Everyone is beautiful in his or her own way. Beauty is relative and it's better when it's a function of how the carrier of the beauty sees it as well as what the beholder sees.

There is no standard for beauty; be your own kind of beautiful...or handsome :)

Thorns

As you fell on your knees

Saying “I can explain”

The unexplainable hurt I felt at that moment

Is still so fresh

Minutes have rolled into days

But my heart still aches

Tádé, how could you?

How could you forget our vows so soon?

What happened to ‘always and forever’?

What happened to your “Ọlo̒run ló n sọmọ”

And “God’s time is the best”?

So you already have Táǹ̒wá

The one we’ve been looking for

To think màmá and aunty Ṣadé have been aware all along

Makes me feel like a flower surrounded by thorns

Do they call her mum “ ìyàwó wa” too?

Tádé, how could you?

How could you give up on us?

How could you give up on God?