Love, Sex and Comedy

It is five past six on Tuesday evening. I’m from my errands on some matters I’m working on. Deadline is tomorrow morning so everything has to end by today night. I pass by the shop and buy myself two cigarettes. I have to relieve myself of all this work I’ve been doing all week. Furthermore, I left some change in the morning when I passed by. I staff my two rolls in my bag and head on home. Can’t wait to drop this bag off my shoulders drop myself on that couch. I don’t have a lighter and I used my last match stick last night. I head back to the shop and buy a packet of matchboxes. That will take me for some weeks. Before I get to open the door, this key has no idea how I feel currently. So it better not bring up the bullshit it does everyday. The first twist and the door opens. “Miracles are true; I guess” I murmur to myself. I look back at the door as I walk away just to be sure it’s the same house I get to every night. This key never opens that fast the other days. I’m so tire...

Much higher her voice she raise, Cause she finds every reason to praise, She chooses to be Happy, Even when her hair is nappy, High and low she chooses to strive, Despite all the disappointments in life, For she knows God cares, And does not give even little scares, She is grateful for the woman she became, For there is no one to blame, Cause she plays her own game, And knows the love of the Lord is no shame, She believes God is within her and she will not fail, Neither will the Lord let her struggle pale, Miss as you have your night dinner, Can't forget to tell you Happy birthday Rinah, It wouldn't hurt to share...

Well, they say it’s a virtue. The ability to tolerate delay of things without change of your current situation with the hope of a positive feedback. It is never easy mostly when you are in a hurry to get something. Sometimes you have to be patient for as long as it takes for you to get the results of your work. Most of the times there is a positive feedback. Furthermore trees that are slow to grow bear the best fruits. There are times to stay put, and what you want will come to you, and there are times to go out into the world and find such a thing for yourself. For those who wait know the kind of fruits patience comes with. Patience is bitter, but its fruit is sweet. Ask anyone who has suffered for a long time and later succeeded in life. He knows more of to wait for his day will come soon with all that is his. As a person who had once gone to the gym (please be quiet), results don’t happen with a blink of an eye. Don’t get me wrong, I’m not saying it from experience, it’s fro...

Her unique shy look, Like an aroma from a cook, And her twinkling smile, Like a bride on an isle, Just turns me on, Pretty like wet flowers at dawn, Soft long hair like fur, I can't get enough of her, Not for her beauty, Neither for her booty, Not for the galaxies in her eyes, Nor for her kisses during byes, It's like a cloudless night, Without a single bulb light, With starlit sky, Much much up high, Now she whispers in my ears with a smile, "Please, say it all again"" "I'll stop loving you, when hell freezes" It wouldn't hurt to share...