Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

In my small bathroom, a test so clear,
A secret whispered, a new frontier.
Tiny footsteps in the sands of time,
Announcing a tale both yours and mine.

With each passing moon, a world took shape,
A miracle woven, escape to escape.
My body transformed, a vessel of grace,
Life’s dance within, an intimate embrace.

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From the moment life began to bloom,
Through trials and pain, I faced my gloom.
A journey of strength, both fierce and wild,
A labor of love, like the embrace of a child.

Morning’s first light and twilight’s embrace,
A canvas of change, a story to trace.
Stretch marks and yearning, emotions askew,
A symphony of life, both ancient and new.

Then came the day, labor’s fierce call,
A tempest of pain, both mighty and tall.
In courage and struggle, I found my way,
Navigating storms, night turned into day.

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From the moment life began to bloom,
Through trials and pain, I faced my gloom.
A journey of strength, both fierce and wild,
A labor of love, like the embrace of a child

Facing a pain so excruciating, a fire burned bright,
Ancient strength surged, illuminating the night.
With gritted teeth, and fists held so tight,
I fought through the tempest with all of my might..

Through corridors of pain, time seemed to stretch,
Heartbeats echoing, a rhythm to catch.
In labor’s storm, I searched for the shore,
A beacon of hope to endure and restore.

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From the moment life began to bloom,
Through trials and pain, I faced my gloom.
A journey of strength, both fierce and wild,
A labor of love, like the embrace of a child

And then, a whisper, a cry so sweet,
A beautiful rhythm of joy, my heart skipped a beat.
A tiny miracle, cradled and new,
In trembling arms, dreams came true.

In the glow of triumph, pain turned to mist,
My creation in arms, life’s sweet twist.
The travails of labor, a symphony of grace,
The gift at the end, a love we embrace.

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From the moment life began to bloom,
Through trials and pain, I faced my gloom.
A journey of strength, both fierce and wild,
A labor of love, like the embrace of a child.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

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Through the door, we stride anew,
Leaving behind what once did bruise.
Away from pain, we find our way,
Towards a brighter, hopeful day.

With strength, we take that graceful bow,
Heads held high, our spirits now,
Shoulders tall, we bear no weight,
Walking towards a lighter fate.

No longer captive to mental strife,
We say goodbye to that old life.
In freedom’s arms, we find release,
And let our weary hearts find peace.

Relationships that drained our soul,
No longer hold us in their hold.
Through the door, we boldly go,
Starting over, a chance to grow.

Guilt has no place within this stride,
For in ourselves, we now confide.
With courage as our guiding light,
We step into a future bright.

Through the door, a journey grand,
A chance to mend, a life unplanned.
Away from hurt, towards the new,
We walk with strength, our hearts renewed.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi

Standing before the Throne where Divinity holds sway,
The truth about choices, I will portray,
A woman’s decision, to happiness she would cling,
Yet in this mortal space, forgot her soul’s string.

Some yearn for wealth with desires ablaze,
Others plead for health, their voices raise,
But once on this Earth, a different path unfurls,
Chasing new dreams, as life’s river swirls.

“Why, O Creator?” their voices rise,
As plans unravel and hope belies,
Choices made before the heavenly gate,
Now seem distant, like a forgotten fate.

On palms, those choices etched in grace,
A celestial map, our destined space,
Hold firm, dear soul, to the path you have known,
Divine design shall guide you home.

© Ifedolapo Ogunniyi