How do you practice self-care?
A thorough chiropractic exercise, manicure and pedicure at its best, Yoga. Sometimes, I just sit, go blank and listen to good music
How do you practice self-care?
A thorough chiropractic exercise, manicure and pedicure at its best, Yoga. Sometimes, I just sit, go blank and listen to good music
I am a young lady, with fire in my eyes,
With dreams that soar, reaching the skies.
I stand here tall, with confidence and might,
Ready to conquer, to shine forth my light.
Obstacles, beware! Hear my fervent plea,
Make way for the giant that resides within me.
I am not afraid of your menacing stare,
For I carry within, a spirit that won’t scare.
Doubt, step aside, let my courage prevail,
I have faith in my abilities, they shall not fail.
Fear, be gone, your grip I shall break,
I am determined, and nothing can shake.
Society’s expectations, I won’t let you bind,
I will carve my own path, leaving norms behind.
Prejudices and judgments, you hold no sway,
I will rise above, in my own unique way.
Naysayers and critics, your words won’t weigh,
I will drown them out with my passion’s display.
I will strive for success, I will reach for the stars,
No matter the odds, I will break down the bars.
For within me lies strength, unyielding and vast,
A reservoir of power, waiting to be unmasked.
I will embrace the challenges, with a fearless soul,
Each hurdle I conquer, will make me whole.
So step aside, obstacles, make way for me,
I am the giant, waiting to be set free.
Success is my destiny, failure no longer near,
I will rise above, banishing doubt and fear.
With every step forward, I will leave my mark,
A young lady, fierce and strong, lighting up the dark.
Obstacles, you may try, but I shall prevail,
For the giant in me, there is no way to curtail.
Make way, make way, for the giant in me,
Success is my mantra, and greatness I decree.
No more shall I falter, no more shall I sway,
Obstacles, make way, it is my time to display.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi


In the sacred place of my soul, a tale I will share,
A ballad of torment, my heart laid bare.
I stand here before you, with a heavy heart,
A victim of abuse, torn apart.
Dilemma, my prison, love’s cruel game,
In the shadows of fear, I bear the shame.
Blood stains my spirit, each ordeal anew,
Haunted by humiliations, I thought I knew.
He, my spouse, in whom I once believed,
Now a source of pain, where love’s reprieved.
With each strike, the crimson river flows,
Yet love’s shackles bind me, and no one knows.
My foes and loved ones, voices raised high,
“Leave him behind,” they would fervently cry.
But love’s stronghold grips my every thought,
Hope lingers within, that change will be brought.
Society’s whispers, judgment’s cruel embrace,
Divorcee’s label, my heart fears to face.
The church’s gaze, with condemning eyes,
Leaving me to ponder, trapped in love’s guise.
For the sake of our children, I chose to stay,
To shield them from darkness, come what may.
Caged by endless pains and beatings, I silently bear,
A prisoner of love, lost in despair.
This ballad I sing, a plea to be heard,
For those trapped in love, their voices unheard.
May compassion and understanding light their way,
And bring an end to the torment, one fateful day.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi




How do you waste the most time every day?
Do I really? I don’t think so. Except you will count watching movie on NETFLIX three hours daily a waste of time.
My daily activities comprise more of taking care of the home, cooking, ensuring all is sparkling, updating my blogs, writing at least three poems and quotes daily then watching movies.

(Sequel to STRANGERS)
In the atmosphere of love and woe, they dwelled,
Two souls, once entwined, now apart they held.
Seraphina, an artist with vibrant hue,
Gabriel, a philosopher, deep and true.
Their hearts had met in a bygone time,
A flame ignited, a love so prime.
But worlds collided, tearing them apart,
Irreconcilable differences pierced their hearts.
Seraphina’s spirit, an artist’s grace,
Colors swirling, passion ablaze.
Gabriel, a thinker, in thoughts immersed,
Seeking answers, his mind traversed.
Their paths diverged, they became estranged,
Their love forgotten, memories exchanged.
Yet, a yearning lingered, a silent plea,
To reunite their souls, to set love free.
Rebirth bestowed a chance, destiny’s hand,
Their souls entwined in a cosmic band.
Seraphina, a dancer with steps so fleet,
Gabriel, a musician, melodies sweet.
In a world anew, their eyes once more met,
Recognition sparked, hearts could not forget.
They shared fragments of their former life,
A dance of remembrance, a symphony rife.
Seraphina painted the colors of old,
Brushstrokes of longing, vibrant and bold.
Gabriel’s melodies, aching and true,
Serenading the love he once knew.
They embraced their differences, they embraced their past,
In the tapestry of their love, a new pattern cast.
Together they danced, the rhythm of their hearts,
Uniting their souls, where love’s journey starts.
No longer divided, they cherished their own,
Strength in uniqueness, their spirits shone.
Their love, a fusion of art and song,
A bond unbreakable, enduring, and strong.
A ballad of love, reborn from the strife,
Seraphina and Gabriel, reclaiming life.
Their story whispered by moon and stars above,
A testament to reincarnated love.
In this chapter rewritten, forever they will be,
Bound by devotion, for eternity.
For love, unconquerable, shall prevail,
Seraphina and Gabriel, an immortal tale.
© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

Which food, when you eat it, instantly transports you to childhood?
EDIBLE WINGED TERMITE. Whenever it rained, we would get a bucket of water and place outside. These termites would fly everywhere and eventually end up inside the bucket of water.
Then Mum would fry and spice with salt. Then she would boil rice, and make delicious sauce with the winged termites.
I do not eat that again though. But anytime I see them flying around, it instantly transports me back to childhood and I just smile. I told my kids about it and all they could say was, EEWWW, SO DISGUSTING. MUM, YOU ACTUALLY ATE THAT? I said yes and laughed out loud.


