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Paper Hearts &Plastic Pins:The Father’s Love

The Father’s Love by Bukky Tijani 


I stare at my reflection in the mirror
Not happy with what I see
Yet you  serenade me with your words full of promises  and tell me
I’m fearfully and wonderfully made.
I’m made in your image and likeness
I ask myself what ever did I do
To deserve an amazing romantic as a Father?


Constantly I hurt you and act like you’re no one
Caring less about your feelings.
Still you never hold a grudge.
Instead you look past my childish self and
Call me a child after your heart.
Again I ask myself who am I that you love this much?


Over and over again you immerse me with an amazing love.
A love so indescribable….
Deeper than the depths of the ocean
Farther than the ends of the earth
Wider than my tiny heart can fathom.
You call me friend, unashamed to be seen with a filthy rag like me.
In your own way, you make me smile
Because you never want me to shed a tear


You let go of the one thing you loved the most
Your only son, so I can come home to you.
And I ask myself what manner of love is this?
You teach me the essence of true love…Sacrifice!
You gave me the best gift a girl could ask for
I do not deserve this kind of love
Yet you declare me worthy enough.


I’m grateful to have a friend  in you
Your love never runs dry
Never grows weary or tired of me
It lasts forever
I’m proud to be loved by you.

February 12, 2017
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Paper Hearts &Plastic Pins: On Friendship



On Friendship by Oluwadamilola Adisa
I cannot claim to know what love really is, or to have experienced love fully, I have however been lucky to know what I think is the highest form of love there is… friendship
Friendship in its pure, uninhibited form is probably the truest and deepest form of communion souls can share, souls because a friend sees past the exterior to what’s beneath and eternal, the true self.
A friend witnesses our evolution, our goals, dreams, aspirations and achievements, A friend shares our joys, failures, sorrows and agonies,
A friend is a witness to our very existence.
With true friends, there is no guile, friends have basically ‘seen us finish’, there are no masks, only naked personalities. No masks, not because we do not wear them, but because friends see through them. A friend is one with whom we share our lives.
To have never experienced true friendship is to have never been understood fully, to have never had your true image seen, acknowledged and accepted by another.

In the words of C.S. Lewis, “Friendship is unnecessary, like philosophy, like art, like the universe itself… It has no survival value; rather it is one of those things which give value to survival.”
February 10, 2017
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Paper Hearts &Plastic Pins: Love as we know it

Love as we know it by Bukky Tijani 

Love is mystical

Its process is complex.
The idea of loving someone so deep
Other than yourself seemed impossible to me.
I had walls built up to guard my heart
Then you came along, charmed me with your warm smile
You broke those walls down.
Everyday with you is something I look forward to
A day without hearing your voice is like a day without a breath of fresh air.
Love is chemistry,
It’s a chemical reaction brought to life
That ignites to form a bond that is unbreakable
The emotions it brings are overwhelming, making me unstable
I know I might hurt but still I’d rather hurt with you.


Love is a feeling,
It’s in every touch,
It’s in the way you hold me tenderly, scared I might break
The way you pull me close when I’m sad, ready to catch my fall
The way you say my name, like it’s the sweetest melody
The way you stare at me, like I’m the only girl in the world.
With you I feel alive
I feel like I’m who I want to because with you,
I’m a better version of myself.
Nothing else matters cause you’ve shown me how to love and it’s the best thing in the world!

February 9, 2017
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Paper Hearts &Plastic Pins:The Joy of the Pursuit


The Joy of the Pursuit by Joshua Olanrewaju

The first time I saw her I didn’t notice anything special; this was definitely not love at first sight. You see, I don’t believe in love at first sight mostly because I don’t believe in magic. Now, when I think back I wonder why it wasn’t love at first sight. It wasn’t even ‘notice at first sight’, I almost missed her. A few ‘sights’ later and I began to notice. Something in my heart began to unravel and I decided, she was someone who was worth knowing.
And so the pursuit began.
The first conversation was important, it was make or break. Well, nothing was broken so it’s safe to say something was made. It was great, it felt like I was talking to an old friend. I was funny, she laughed. She was smart, I listened. She ‘tit-ed’ and I ‘tat-ed’, she ‘ying-ed’ and I ‘yang-ed’, it was a brilliant exchange. People in faraway galaxies raised their glasses that night, in honour of our conversation.
And the pursuit continued.
True friendship is a gift, a rare gift. You don’t earn a gift and she didn’t make me work to earn her friendship. It was different from the first day. She was open and honest, sweet and charming. I loved the friendship and poured all I had into it. Soon the god Philotes of friendship was calling Cupid, an arrow needed to be shot. Cupid shot. He missed. Looked like I was lost forever in the emotive zone called friendship.
Still the pursuit continued.
‘The true evidence of desire is pursuit’, someone once said. Desire was aroused, once it was lit, it could not be doused. The friend-zone is great, it wasn’t my first time living here but not this time. This one was different. I crawled, I fought, I strategized, I prayed. I defied pity, disdain and the unfortunate occurrences of being thought stupid, I did not belong here.
Does the pursuit ever end?
I won, I overcame, I conquered. The victory was not as I expected – I did not get out of the friend-zone. I did not need to because she came to me right where I was. She came and with her, an arrow. Cupid shot, he did not miss, the arrow only took longer to hit. It did not matter where we were as long as I could open my eyes and I could see hers.
The pursuit is all there is.
This was not the end of my pursuit; this wasn’t a journey with an end. This was my life; my every waking moment would be spent in pursuit of her.
This is the joy of it all; I’m not the only one in pursuit.


February 9, 2017
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Paper Hearts &Plastic Pins: Love Is…



Love is
A reaction of positives and negatives
Caught in a whirlwind of indecisives
I don’t know what love is

Love is
A hook dangling bait
Promising much but offering dead weight
I don’t know what love is

Love is
Not all it’s made out to be
But it makes room for you and me
Does it? I don’t know.. Does it?

Does it
Last a lifetime like dulled out pain?
Not quite in your consciousness but never wanes?
I don’t know.. Does it?

Does it
Last a short while but shines bright?
More a firecracker than candlelight
I don’t know what love is

Does it
Break your heart and wake your soul
Or dull your soul and leave you whole
I don’t know what love is.
February 8, 2017
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