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A HEARTFELT ODE TO MY ANGEL.

Your presence is a sonnet, a melody in tune,A symphony that plays beneath the silvery moon. In every whispered word, a promise softly spun, A tale of endless love that's only just begun.

You're the artist's vision, the poet's perfect rhyme,A timeless masterpiece, transcending all of time.With every beat of heart, with every breath anew,I find another reason to cherish all of you.

So here's to you, my Fine Wine, my muse of endless days,May our glasses never empty, as we walk through life's maze.Together we'll create a world where love is the design,And I'll forever call you, affectionately, my Fine Wine.

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You, My Morning Joy

Every morning that i wake up, I forget all of the things that make me sad. That's because I only need one reason to make me happy, and that reason is YOU.

Each dawn, as the sun whispers through the sky,

I awaken with a sparkle, a gleam in my eye.

For in the light of day or the dark of the moon,

It's you, my love, who makes my heart swoon.

You're the melody in the morning's first light,

The reason my world feels so right.

A single thought of you lifts my spirits high,

Like a breeze carrying a lullaby.

In your presence, sorrows simply fade,

With you, the foundation of happiness is laid.

For you are the joy in my morning's view,

The beautiful reason I forget the blue.

So here's my heart, in these simple lines,

A testament to love, where your light shines.

You're the one reason that makes me happy, it's true,

Every morning, every moment, it's always been you.

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I could scream, but you'd never listen.

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THE LAST TIME

In the quiet hush of the evening tide,

We seldom grasp 'the last' as it glides by.

We dream of tomorrows, a string of pearls,

Unaware that time unfurls.

We laugh and love, believing in 'more',

In endless waves upon life's shore.

Yet, not all tides return to the sand,

Some moments slip from the heart's hand.

The last time may not announce its due,

No grand farewell, no adieu.

It passes soft as a whisper's breath,

A silent guest, unnoticed as death.

So hold each second with tender care,

For the last time may be hidden there.

Love with the urgency of the stars,

For in a blink, the moment is no longer ours.

Cherish the now, the here, the present,

For life's a gift, not a given—how pleasant.

The last time is a thief in the night,

Stealing away with silent flight.

Embrace each joy, each sorrow, each fight,

For the last time could be tonight.

You think you have forever, but you don't,

So live, love, laugh—as if you won't.

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The chap with the bleeding pen.

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How do you unwind after a demanding day?

How do you unwind after a demanding day? Ah, the delicate art of unwinding after a demanding day—a dance between exhaustion and rejuvenation. When the sun wearies its golden crown,And shadows stretch across the town,I seek solace in quiet corners,Where the world’s clamor gently smothers.The kettle sings its soothing tune,As fragrant tea leaves unfurl and bloom.I cradle the cup, warmth seeping…

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DO NOT DO THIS DURING SEX...✍🏾

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How do you use social media? I use it to make money that how I use social media. I ain’t part of anyone not generating revenue. SIMPLE.

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TREASURE CHERISHES THE SUBTLE NUANCES OF HIS BELOVED ANGEL.

In the gaze where light dances,A spectrum in your eyes entrances.With hues that shift and play,Reflecting thoughts words can’t say. In the morning’s golden gleam,Your eyes hold the sunbeam’s dream.At dusk, they deepen like the sea,A twilight mystery, wild and free. To the one who sees your soul’s light,Your eyes are stars in the night.A universe in each glance,A story of love, left to…

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Jot down the first thing that comes to your mind. Everybody looks okay until you have a deep conversation with them. Then you realise that this is a generation of people struggling to survive through smiling faces and pretty pictures. People are going through a lot in silence. Do not be swift to judge. Mind what you say to people. Show people more love and less hate. Keep reaching out to people…

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Describe a random encounter with a stranger that stuck out positively to you. Can you handle this cantract. That’s all.

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Mirth in the first meeting of Treasure and Angel (TandA)

This is a true-life story of Tresure and Angel (TandA) in form of poem.Upon a breeze where whispers dwell,In secret nooks where fairies tell,An Angel’s giggle, light and clear,Met with a Treasure’s laugh, sincere.A chuckle rose, a joyful tide,As if the heavens opened wide.A symphony of shared delight,That echoed through the tranquil night.Their laughter mingled, pure and free,A sound as sweet as…

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TandA's LOVE STORY DEFIED SOCIETAL NORMS.

In a time not too long ago, in a land where tradition reigned supreme, there was a love story that challenged the very fabric of societal norms. This is the tale of Treasure and Angel(TandA), whose love transcended the boundaries of culture.Angel was the daughter of a clergyman in a conservative community, where the customs of old were held in the highest regard. Treasure, on the other hand, was…

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TandA's LOVE STORY DEFIED SOCIETAL NORMS.

In a time not too long ago, in a land where tradition reigned supreme, there was a love story that challenged the very fabric of societal norms. This is the tale of Treasure and Angel(TandA), whose love transcended the boundaries of culture.

Angel was the daughter of a clergyman in a conservative community, where the customs of old were held in the highest regard. Treasure, on the other hand, was a poet, a free spirit with no ties to any creed but that of love and expression. Their paths crossed in a business place (CSR), where Treasure was captivated by Angel's grace, and she, in turn, was moved by the honesty in his ways.

Their connection was immediate, but their budding romance was met with resistance. Angel's family could not accept her affection for someone outside their locality, and Treasure's unconventional lifestyle was a subject of scorn among the townsfolk, His family of a truth was in awe of the type of piquant fondness suddenly thrusted from Treasure for his friend Angel and his capacity in handling conundrum such with pun that he faced while trying to make his intentions known. Yet, the more the world tried to pull them apart, the stronger their bond grew.

They met in secret, sharing whispers of dreams and promises of a future where love was the only law they followed. Treasure depicted in form of poetry portraits of Angel that captured not just her beauty, but the essence of her spirit, and Angel found in Treasure's arms a sanctuary where she could be her true self.

Word of their love eventually spread, igniting a firestorm of controversy. They were faced with a choice: to abandon their love or to face the consequences of defying societal expectations. Together, they chose love.

One moonlit night, they fled, leaving behind the life they knew for a chance at a new beginning. It was a journey fraught with challenges, but their love was a beacon that guided them through the darkest times.

Years later, the story of Treasure and Angel became a legend, a testament to the power of love to overcome the barriers of convention. Currently, they're living their days in a distant land, where they're raising a family, and their home has so far been a mosaic of their cultures—a place where love knew no bounds for both TandA and their dynasty, acceptance is such a strong cornerstone of their existence.

Their love story, though fraught with hardship, served as an inspiration to many, proving that sometimes, the greatest revolutions begin in the heart.

TandA forever

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Mirth in the first meeting of Treasure and Angel (TandA)

This is a true-life story of Tresure and Angel (TandA) in form of poem.

Upon a breeze where whispers dwell, In secret nooks where fairies tell, An Angel's giggle, light and clear, Met with a Treasure's laugh, sincere. A chuckle rose, a joyful tide, As if the heavens opened wide. A symphony of shared delight, That echoed through the tranquil night. Their laughter mingled, pure and free, A sound as sweet as harmony. In that shared mirth, their spirits soared, A joyous bond forever stored. For in that laugh, they found a key, A link to shared eternity. A moment simple, yet profound, Where love and laughter were unbound.

Emotions that colored Treasure and Angel's journey

TRUST IN THE TWILIGHT . In the hush of twilight's embrace,They found a trust, a sacred space.A belief so strong, it could not waver,In each other, they found their savior.

DOUBT IN THE DEPTHS. Yet, in the depths where shadows play,Doubt crept in with slight dismay.A fleeting fear, a moment's question,Challenged their love's firm expression.

HOPE ON THE HORIZON. But with the dawn, came hope anew,A light that pierced the morning dew.Their love, a beacon through the mist,A promise that they could not resist.

SORROW IN THE SILENCE. And when the world turned cold and still, their hearts did ache, a bitter pill. Sorrow shared, a burden halved, in their unity, they were not starved.

JOY IN THE JOURNEY. Together they laughed, together they cried, in every emotion, they took pride. For joy was found in the path they tread, In every word, in every bed.

PEACE IN THE PROMISE At last, they found a tranquil peace, A quietude that would not cease. In love's embrace, they were content, For in each other, they were meant.

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THIS MAKE ALOT OF SENSE BUT MOST GIRLS WILL SKIP.

There's no lady at age 30-35 seeking for marriage who haven't been approached during 18-24.

Girls at the age of 18-24 years always attract serious men who are fully ready to marry them, but at this age most of our girls/sisters never wish to hear anything about marriage.

1. I'm too young for that.

2. Who cares about marriage.

3. I'm focused on my books.

4. I want to gather some money first.

5. Marriage is full of problems.

These are some of few statements ladies talk of at their youth age.

But these girls will be having serious & series of sex relationship with small boys of their age, because at that age, they always have high rate of boys, guys and men coming for them, but they will prefer to choose those boys rather than the real men who want to marry them. They are still young to marry right, but they are not young to have sex with boys.

No problem, God is watching you.

At age of 25-27, parents will start asking them the following questions;

1. How far?

2. Don't you have any one yet ?

3. Are you not planning to get married ?

4. Are you seeing that all your mates are getting married ?

5. Don't you know you are getting old?

But mind you, parents only see the outside of their daughters, not knowing there is nothing left inside.

With all these questions by her own parents, she will now be thinking and asking herself things like: My mates are marrying,

1. Does it mean am old enough to marry?

2. Hmmm, how should I go about it?

3. My boyfriends are not serious about asking my hand in marriage.

4. They are not even ready to marry yet.

5. Well, God knows the best. I believe in God.

See oooh...!, she has started putting her blame on God. "God's time is the best" OK, I agree for argument sake.

At age 27-30 they now start looking for men to marry not boys to have sex and play with again.

They will start looking for serious relationship that will lead to marriage, but unfortunately, at this age of 27-30 not all men will be asking their hand in marriage.

You will see them forcing themselves to marry a man who don't want to marry them. Please we beg you, leave us alone.

No single man at age 27-30 will like to marry a lady of 30-35. Now you hear the sisters say age does not matter.

My sister, it matters a lot.

Imagine buying a rotten tomato for $10 and your friend buys a fresh one for $7. Yes, that's how it feels like in marriage too.

Remember you rejected men because you think you were too young. What makes you think your old age does not matter to us?

That's why some men go back to their villages to find young girl to marry when the city ones are not serious about marriage and those that are serious happen to be old for them.

At age 30-35, her friends will ask her:

1. Why are you not married yet by this age of yours?

2. Is it not getting too late for you ?

You will hear her asking you some silly questions like...

1. Are you God?

2. Or do you want to marry me?

3. Is it a crime to be single at 30 or 35?

4. Did I see a man willing to marry me but I refused?

5. God knows the best for everyone please.

At age 30-35 they will start praying like never before, moving from one church to another. If she's a Muslim, she will start praying night prayers, fasting and dressing modestly.

If you ask her for dating, she would burst out to say:

1. My brother, I'm not like them.

2. Am looking for a serious man, a husband not dating.

3. If you truly love me go and see my parents for marriage.

4. I can't do anything with you without my parents concern.

Dear parents, they have started knowing your worth. When she was 18-24, she was doing everything without considering you as parents.

You don't expect a young man of 27-30 to marry you of 30-35 as his house wife when there are younger pretty girls out there.

Even if he chooses to ignore your age and marry you, his family and friends will discriminate you.

Men that will be interested to marry you will be of 45 yrs and above and mind you, those men are married with kids except you wanna be second or third wife.

Everything in life has its own season and time.

There's no lady at age 30-35 seeking for marriage who haven't been approached during 18-24. But by then, they were busily jumping from clubs/parties to hotel rooms looking for FUN not MARRIAGE.

Not everything is about prayer. God who created you has made a plan for you. But when you change the plan or miss the road, please don't disturb the peace of God. Because, He will be busy planning for your younger sister.

Think about this when you have time.

I'm Ugochukwu Michael Chidiebere your favorite homie. The chap with the bleeding pen.