freedom of speech, you ask?

freedom of speech, you ask?

freedom of speech in me means freedom of views of mind...

in an african setting you are obliged to keep silent when an elder are addressing or expressing their minds on issue,

even if you have yours.....

so where is the freedom of expression when our mind cant be realed out freely

MEN ARE MEND ON SWEET WORDS....

what happens when all the sweet words and promise made by men means nothing......

wondering?.......

o.k this is my thought......

it close the door to a second chance....

MEN ARE MEND ON SWEET WORDS....

WORDS THAT ARE NOT FROM THE HEART.....

HEART THAT ARE NOT FROM THIER MIND.....

MIND THAT ARE NOT FROM THIER SOUL......

SOUL THAT DOES NOT BELONG TO THEM.....

SOULS THAT ARE COMPLETE PHOTOCOPY.....

BECAREFUL GUYS SOME SOULS ARE NOT REAL....

my name is what

my name is ola.
i am based in lagos.
i live a private life.
but i hope i could meet some one that could drag me out of the private to the public
if its modest and morally okay.
am simple single and sincere.
but any way i remain a bonafide decent naija pal for life

i live a life of pure feeling

i live a life of pure feeling,with every breath reminding me of a  better tommorrow..
i live a life of pure feeling,with every word reminding me of future endevours...
i live a life if pure feeling,with every act suggesting to me a successfull tommorow
i live a life of pure feeling,with every encounter acknowledging that am born great for a greater reason,with each season,am closing in on my prosperous season...
i live life of pure feeling, with every you suggesting that every me is real.....

the three face we have

triangle has three face one face could mean truth, the other could mean lie ,the third face could mean anything you suggest.i.e indiffrence.,
this life is three phase it could be better for someone ,best for the other and something else for someone else.

Have got blog"s that can’t be bugged;

Have got blog"s that aren’t bugged;
Have" got plug"s that aren’t popped;
Have" got jaw"s that cut sword’s;
Have" got ball"s that break wall’s;
Have got rhymes that loop smiles
Have got blog"s that lay"s flat;
Like sea tides that race miles...
Have got blog’s, and more rhymes, with no coats, if you want? If you want, if you want
Ask..? Ask...?

WEAVING UP THE ELEMENTS OF LIFE=

For the COLOUR OF MOOD?
For the PASSION OF NOON?
For the FEELING OF HOOD?
Or indeed,
For the spirit of GOOD FRIENDS...
ALL of these ELEMENTS in the BASKET of LIFE...
Some1 is WEAVING UP AROUND my HEART...malcom

=IMAGINATION, COLLABORATION AND CONFUSION=

IMAGINATION"s between FASCINATIONS is INFATUATION...
INFATUATION"s between IMAGINATIONS is FASCINATION...
FASCINATION"s between INFATUATIONS is IMAGINATION in awe DESPIRATION....;
IMAGINATION"s, FASCINATION"s AND INFATUATION"s are natural COMPOSITION"s that brings about extreme, acute and malignant CONFUSION....malcom

=COUNTING THE STARS ABOVE=

I SEE the STARS in the SKY, only in the NIGHT When am close to the NILE....
I SEE the MOON UP ABOVE; only when its DARK ABOVE and when is close in A CLOVE....
I see the STARS, the SUN, and the MOON in YOU, all through the NOON...
I see YOU even when I can’t feel you, when I can SEE no ONE-ELSE but myself...malcom