Jaachị Anyatọnwụ's Blog, page 23
October 28, 2022
Life In The Cubicle
In ‘Life In A Cubicle’, Oghęnęnyorę C. Olętu will walk you through the minds of depressed souls whose faces are always lit with the brightest of smiles whilst they are dying on the inside.
The battle within all of us as we colour existence with our lives can be profoundly depressing. In people, depression manifests itself in a variety of ways. Depression manifests itself in far more severe ways in some individuals than in others. It is quite impossible to comprehend what depression is like wi...
8 Steps to a Powerful LinkedIn Profile
According to the most recent study results, 94% of recruiters already use social media in their hiring processes. And it holds true for everyone, from financial analysts to short-order chefs. And yet, many are baffled as to why platforms like LinkedIn is such major changes, or at the very least, they are dubious.
The hiring process has undergone a significant change as a result of LinkedIn. The solutions are being used by more and more businesses and recruiters to find and hire talent. You ma...
October 26, 2022
Under The Sheets: of sex and poetry
poetry, like sex,
fleetingly banjax
the futility of life.
like a glorious orgasm,
for a moment,
you port into blissful oblivion,
released from the mundane
like a bird from an eternal cage.
I can write a whole chapbook of poems about romance and erotic love; I have written three. I don’t think there is anything more to say that cannot be found within their pages. But, regardless of how many eros-themed chapbooks I publish, romance and erotic love cannot be exhausted. There’s always a lot more to expl...
October 18, 2022
Moments
That moment
when one finds oneself filled with the sentiments of hope
and reality becomes a faux tale
That moment
when one falls into the dungeon of loneliness
and all appeals for company rely on treacly mawkishness
That moment
when one grope in the darkness of hurt
and no amount of fine words could tickle stifled laughter
That moment
when one stagger like a drunken man
and throw up all faux affections in the gutter of disgust
That moment
when nothing else matters
but you,
your peace
your dreams...
Fair-Weather Friends
Do you have any fair-weather friends? Have you ever heard this phrase and wondered what it meant? You may get a feeling that this is not a good phrase or person to have in your life.
It is critical to your pleasure to have friendly and reliable connections. However, what if you have a buddy that appears to be more against you than for you? A good friend rides out many of life’s storms with you and stays near. A fair-weather buddy, on the other hand, flees at the first opportunity.
A suppor...
October 17, 2022
Under The Sheets: Poetry and Sex
poetry, like sex,
fleetingly banjax
the futility of life.
like a glorious orgasm,
for a moment,
you port into blissful oblivion,
released from the mundane
like a bird from an eternal cage.
I can write a whole chapbook of poems about romance and erotic love; in fact, I have written three. I don’t think there is anything more to say that cannot be found within their pages. But, regardless of how many eros-themed chapbooks I publish, romance and erotic love canno...
October 15, 2022
god’s plan?
Contrary to popular belief, God’s plan does not always result in health and riches. It can also entail sudden and unexplainable anguish and heartbreak. If that’s what you’re experiencing, here is a poem that resonates. Maybe.
god’s plan?at the funeral of his daughter,
old pa sule leaned on his walking stick,
to make a speech
with eyes fixed on his late wife’s tombstone
pa sule’s voice, laden with grief
echoed
when her mother died, sera asked me:
“daddy, why couldn’t god save mummy?”
My he...
Dear Nun
I pray thee, dear nun,
a morning psalm don’t be to me.
Would rather you sow, deep in my heart,
the yearning of your bud,
in the wake of twilight.
I pray thee, dear nun,
in vain doth my want restrain
from wrapping us in a hell of heavenly bliss,
for though I kiss my rosary, still it is blasphemy
to rise and fall in lust’s refrain.
The lingering whiff of your first menses
nor the beauty wrapped in a flowing gown,
doth conceal your innert desires,
nor veil, with virtues, you [I dread to say nor write],
f...
October 14, 2022
To The Boys
To the boys
who for the trauma dished by bullies
sneaked into army barracks
to transfer aggression
on a peaceful nation
and cover their tracks
with sick ‘unification’ lies…
It was really peaceful here before you came.
To the boys
who for the love of khaki
the pride of wielding registered muskets
the secret thirst for dominance
and tribal prejudice…
It was really peaceful here before you came.
To the boys
and their boss boy
who sits on a sore rock
farting into the air
policies that make the ...
October 13, 2022
Conflict. Life. Humanity
The sky is dark, the air is damp
Tension paints the sky
in shades of black and white.
Our hearts’ become a dim light
that cast blurred shadows of commotion
on the walls of our division
I step into the day
and continue walking on coals
trading blames back and forth
I pass a corpse
Oh, one… two… three… four…
I pass the shadows
and chuckle at their shaken limbs.
I pass the crying widows…
Now tears dropped…
Every weapon we never had
sprang off out of the blues
Once peace-loving youth
h...
