Showing posts with label roses. Show all posts
Showing posts with label roses. Show all posts

Friday, April 03, 2009

For Beauty and Love

For Beauty and Love

You can see her golden face shining from miles
The sunlight kissing her rosy cheeks as she smiles
She smiles with dimples of joy
She tickles the fancy of every boy
As she walks like a Princess on petals of roses
She is Anita Queen Uwagbale
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I celebrate the beauty of life and I celebrate love, because love is the heart and soul of life.

What is beauty without love?
And what is love without beauty?
What is an egg without the yolk?
And what is a soul without a heart?
Beauty without love is like a flower without nectar.
And in love is beauty made perfect.

Love, faithful and true makes you more beautiful. You can sniff the fragrance and see the radiance of a woman who is happy in love. She glows in the dark night and shines in the daylight as she smiles with dimples of joy.
A man who is happy in love walks as if he is ten feet tall and he performs better, because he wants to do his best for the love of the queen of his heart.

How can you be a beautiful woman without a heart filled with love?
How can you be a fine man when you behave like a brute?
How can you be happy in love when you are cheating and lying?
You put on a happy face, but you grimace in your heart.
Who is fooling whom?
C’mon! You cannot be a fool for love forever!
The taste of coffee is not the same with toffee even if the names rhyme.
Beauty without love is like a rhyme without a reason.
Separate the wheat from the chaff and embrace what will add value to your love life.

Love is not a game of egos and wits.
Love is not the bullshit of going after Totty in the dalliance of romance, cherry-picking more out of lust than love. And in most cases, when you say I am in love, it should have been I am in lust.
Your first sight of every beautiful woman is your definition of love at first sight. But it is actually lust at first sight.
Are you in love or are you in lust?

It is how much you love that makes you beautiful. So love more and more in faith and in truth and you will see how more beautiful you will become.


By Ekenyerengozi Michael Chima
Friday April 3, 2009.
1. 55 pm.


Friday, February 13, 2009

Forever My Valentine




This is for my one and only First Lady QMC who makes me happy.

I love to love and loving her is the best for me. Come rain or shine, she will forever be my Valentine.


Forever My Valentine



I

You came to me in the robes of Cyclamen
But how can I bring you a bouquet of red chrysanthemums?
When I have not found any white chrysanthemums in the bouquet of your heart?
Do not pluck the petals of my pure daisies with your eyes closed, lest you would be fooled by your wild guesses.
Because, you do not need to set your foot on twelve daisies before you can see the dawn of your spring
I will give you neither white nor red daisies after the last swallow of summer has flown away from your alcove, lest your dreams of them in autumn leave you heartbroken in winter.
In my wanderlust quest for Ivy
I did not find you in the bloom of Orange Blossom or in Lemon Blossom
But I found you entangled in the paphiopedilum orchids of Phaphos with a garland of Peach Blossom dangling from your ringed neck
Like a rose entangled in your own thorns
Then I disentangled you before I led you to the lyceum of my Muses
They welcomed you with the petals of Apple Blossom cast at your bleeding feet. They wiped your tears away with the golden petals of yellow roses and bathed you in the pool of the Coral Rose.
They covered you with the Peach Rose and led you into the bed of my Rose of Persia before I came to you with my bouquet of the white Rose of Sharon and the Lily of the Valley

II

My heart is a bouquet of red roses
Red roses in a vase of Michaelmas daisies
As flowers bloom in the oasis in the desert
Red roses will blossom in my heart
So, here I am my dearest dove
I have come to your nest to rest in your bosom
I have come to you my sweetest love
Where the roses in my heart will blossom.

For my heart will no longer pine
Nor will my enchanted spirit whine
For as long as you are mine
You will forever be my Valentine.

N.B:
The love poem is a combination of two of my love poems.
The first part is from my poem Love Is A Figure or Speech and the second part I composed this week for Valentine's Day.


Wednesday, February 04, 2009

Where There Are No Roses for Valentine




Yesterday, I was at the Flowers Blossom at #2 Olosa Street, on the Victoria Island in Lagos, to discuss my love book and roses for the Valentine. They told me that roses were scarce in Nigeria, so lovers have to exchange other flowers. I pointed at the rose I saw right in front of me.
"It is only for our decoration," they said.

I left and told my Sweetest and I wonder why we cannot grow roses in Nigeria as roses flourish in Kenya.


Saturday, April 26, 2008

Love is a Figure of Speech

Love is a Figure of Speech

You came to me in the robes of Cyclamen
But how can I bring you a bouquet of red chrysanthemums?
When I have not found any white chrysanthemums in the bouquet of your heart?
Do not pluck the petals of my pure daisies with your eyes closed, lest you would be fooled by your wild guesses.
Because, you do not need to set your foot on twelve daisies before you can see the dawn of your spring
I will give you neither white nor red daisies after the last swallow of summer has flown away from your alcove, lest your dreams of them in autumn leave you heartbroken in winter.
In my wanderlust quest for Ivy
I did not find you in the bloom of Orange Blossom or in Lemon Blossom
But I found you entangled in the paphiopedilum orchids of Phaphos with a garland of Peach Blossom dangling from your ringed neck
Like a rose entangled in your own thorns
Then I disentangled you before I led you to the lyceum of my Muses
They welcomed you with the petals of Apple Blossom cast at your bleeding feet. They wiped your tears away with the golden petals of yellow roses and bathed you in the pool of the Coral Rose.
They covered you with the Peach Rose and led you into the bed of my Rose of Persia before I came to you with my bouquet of the white Rose of Sharon and the Lily of the Valley.

~ Ekenyerengozi Michael Chima

Love is the most common word in relationships, but it is also the most abused and misused by humans in their search for love.

A suitor promises the nubile maiden heaven on earth and other fantastic things in his pursuit of winning her hand in marriage. She believes him and they later get married after courtship. Their marriage looks unbreakable, but only time will tell how long they will last.

I have seen beautiful and wonderful couples and they are the models of the ideal marriage.

They can face the challenges of marriage and remain faithful to their matrimonial vows, no matter what happens.

The marriage will determine the future of the family, because marriage is the foundation of the family.

I believe the kind of marriage you have will decide the success or failure of your family in the society.

A well-planned marriage will have a well-planned family and a well-planned family will never be a poor family.

A well-planned marriage starts from courtship and not after the successful wedding. You must know what kind of life partner you want and what kind of partnership you want to establish for a successful life. It would be foolish for a hardworking man to marry a lazy woman or for a hardworking woman to marry a lazy man.

Being pretty and sexy is not beneficial if the woman is not productive at home and at work. The richest woman in the world did not make it by having a pretty face. In fact, the not so pretty, but hardworking and smart woman has ended up very successful and sending the pretty, but less productive and dumb blonde on errands.

The poor state of the Nigerian government can be traced to the upbringing of the public office holders in the corridors of power.
What are their family backgrounds?
What kind of families are they from?
What kind of marriages produced them?

The political problems of Nigeria are sociological.

If you are from a disciplined home, you cannot end up in the stagnant pool of corruption.

The pastor of the Christ Embassy Church on Bonny Island said, parents are responsible for the character development of their children.
What kind of parents breed criminals in the public and private sectors?

Love is the key to good parenting.
True love and not the fake love based on the bargains you make with your partners.

In Eastern Nigeria, every bride has a price and men marry only the women they can afford to pay the bride price. The brides from upper class families cost more while the brides from the lower class cost less.
The suitors are the bidders and the highest bidder often wins the hand of the most attractive bride. But there are exceptions when love decides who should marry the bride.

The brides fall in love with the suitors they have chosen to marry, but their love hardly comes cheap. It has a price tag.

The romantic love celebrated in many Western movies and books hardly become a reality in Eastern Nigeria, even though millions of the singles have the common romantic fantasy of the tall and handsome man winning the heart of the pretty and sexy damsel. They do fall in love or in lust in the higher institutions as long as the male student playing Romeo has bright prospects of graduating and getting a dream job to earn a good salary to afford to marry the Juliet of his dreams, otherwise she would end up in the arms of another suitor who may never look like the hunk on the cover of one of the Barbara Cartland's romantic novels. That is why many of the pretty campus girls from Eastern Nigeria got married to the rich traders in Onitsha, Aba, Lagos, and Kano while their campus boyfriends were still composing applications for jobs. But these marriages of convenience have produced dysfunctional families, because the couples are not often the ideal partners. While she is reading the Financial Times or Vogue, he is gazing at the almanac of the new chiefs in his village. She ends up with unfulfilled dreams, because in most cases she would be forced to give up her tall ambition and submit to his dictates and wits. They are intellectually poles apart. Therefore their children are often caught in-between the contrasting values and virtues of their parents.

These dysfunctional families have not produced the best in human capital development in Nigeria. They have produced Average Joes and Janes.

When the man and woman who are truly in love marry, they produce the best in their family, because they are living and working in the synergy of their love.

Couples in love have been found to be the most productive with stable families and stable jobs.

TO BE CONTINUED LATER.

Wednesday, November 21, 2007

The Evolution of Kisses & Roses, Want To Be Santa

Kisses & Roses has continued to display and portray the romantic culture of human nature in haute couture, love, wellness and other facts of the existential issues of life on earth.

It is a cosmopolitan blogzine for the celebration and promotion of life.
Therefore, Kisses & Roses is not a personal blog, but a general blog for the benefit of all.

You are welcome to contribute and share the beauty in diversity in our common humanity.

Cheers and God bless.

Yours faithfully,
Orikinla Osinachi
The Publisher/Editor


Want to Be Santa?





Nov. 21 - Want to be santa? You'll have to pass a test first to ensure there are no dissapointments on Christmas day.

Every year, a Berlin-based Santa agency holds castings to make sure the city's children receive the perfect visit from Santa. The jury is usually made up of three people and the Santas who pass the test, receive their very own diploma.

Michelle Carlile-Alkhouri reports.

Soundbites:

Hu-Ping Chen, Head of Santa-placement at Student Santa Agency
Jury member