One pile twice in a time

We don’t like being outnumbered in groups or without. We hate to swallow our words in order to spitefully triumph over side talks and bottled lips. Today, like every other day you’d wake up and forget to pray, you’ll rush your feet to a place you feel accepted and perhaps wanted under pressure, hours will…

A company of idleness

Can we talk about the devil’s workshop? In my case it’s not so devilish but still being idle can’t really describe the feelings that pop up every now and then. Some days I wait for my phone to ring, for a staff in the care agency I had worked for back in Brighton to call…

Daddy issues

Picture gotten from-Pinterest There are three main things self-reflection may teach a patient mind: self-discipline, acceptance/openness and self-control. There are many ways people may choose to reflect which may either be loud or to the heart. We are greater than the things we say for ourselves. We restrict our abilities to only what our eyes…

Sedative sentiments

Picture gotten from-Jannaleadams Let’s awaken the grieve of Joy, the little laughs with babies, foe and your toy. We can be generous with words, writing with rhymes against all odds.   Here’s my token of wealth, here’s love, happiness and my skin the way it’s felt. Could I wander in your tones of delight? your…

For millennials: 21

  Journaling There is no warmth in waiting for the right time. The patience will sting harder than the truth you believe about holding on. Misery becomes more appealing. “may you be defined by your boldness in running through dry and dark cracks.” I’d get into the bus sometimes, most times with my headphones banging…

Outgrowing the wild

I was about cooking Jollof rice when I looked out the kitchen window to see the spectrum of bloom the weather left the sky. It reminded me of evenings in Aba (my home town in Nigeria). It reminded me of the way the weather back home tells us how much it would pour rain down….

Nwoke’m

Do you ever listen to your own repetitive connections at 03:00 am too? Picture gotten from-Pininterest I’m starting to think imaginations are art. I’m starting to love the entangling emotions built from it. How strangely I could be fluid and solid like an umelted candle at the same time. I’m starting to feel all the…

Happy women’s Day

Picture gotten from-Figurative art To be here, to join hands and to murmur what it’s like to feel this way. To feel like a woman that I didn’t choose to be but of the nature that chose me. Here is to all the days and all the nights I stay with me, with womanhood thinking…

Budapest, Hungary- Four days tour.

Full video coming soon… …and after fiver years I gathered courage and made time which turned out to be the best since the year started to go visit my secondary school mates and simultaneously tour as well. I hope you enjoy this short clip. Full video coming soon 🙂 Leave your questions in the comment…

Oh sweet mama!

For those who harbour a special kind of love in their hearts, I believe you all can relate to the chills your mum/mummy/mama gives you. For those who have lost theirs to this cruel world, I believe you all too can feel yours even more than I do. Every mum is a blessing, a celebration…

Resonance

I leave you these. Share your favourite thought-provoking and mind/soul healing quotes in the comment section. You can also leave links to good reads, I’d really appreciate it. Thank you. Dyna Ekwueme Copyright, 2016.

Blogging series 6: Never have I ever

by Dyna Ekwueme Picture gotten from-Runningaway –WRITTEN FOR THE THINGS AND PEOPLE I LUSTED FOR Being vulnerable about my fantasies and sexual cravings for certain kinds of profane words and touch that emits all kinds of vibrations in my writing. Never have I ever been found writing about my wants for  someone else, someone who…