APPRECIATION OF LIFE

A beautiful Friday night catches me in bed
the day done zapped my strengths already
I lay awakened by the raving thoughts in my head
For they sit on me and expect that I walk steady

I am titled an Insomniac
As sleep denies me entrance
It keeps me at the gates
Locked out of my rightful nightly place

The fatigue puts me out of action
My weakness slowly oozes out my night-life passion
Yet my consciousness rapes me of sleep
Leaving me exhausted from a journey-less trip

My soul is welled up with hate
My heart is fouled by this unjust ouster
A streak of belligerence invades me
Threatening to erupt against my immaterial enemy

Then to my heart speaks divine wisdom
Begging my indulgence
Soothing my vexed spirits
Asking that I search within for the comfort I crave

It says to me;
Blessed art thou lost child
Exercise control lest thou run wild
Knoweth not thy gifts that thou dwelleth in anguish?
Probing thy shortcomings so
I implore you therefore, ye self-centred mortal
That thou embrace thy blessings
Lest it be denied you
And thou gaineth even more anguish than thou can foster

Bask gratefully therefore in thy blessings
For thou retaineth yet;
Good physical health
A sharp mental consciousness
An acute appetite for worldly pleasures
And thy own Will

For somewhere lieth someone more deserving
Whose faith is being tested
Yet she be strong
Her divine beauty emphasized in adversity
Her strength intensifieth my love for her
For she knoweth my hand worketh through the doctor's appendages
And will bring forth for her divine healing
For she is my child

Hearing these words
I shrink from my self-consciousness and self-absorption
Humbled by this stoic
My knees shrivel to the ground
And I say a prayer for her
Asking the Lord to watch over her
And His words be made manifest
That a complete healing be apportioned her...
And I too, of my ungratefulness...AMEN.
SELAH.

Ari Stiv
19/06/2010; 03:55AM

P.S. Dedicated to Mary Gloria Gray...who knows why.

A PILGRIM’S VOYAGE

From the burrowing depths of amoebic thought processes
My self-consciousness lays wide awake
Like the four walls of a windowless prison
I am locked in the opium of sober reflection
My eyes see the faces of the shadows
My mind crawls up the walls of my mental entrapments
My spirit hovers over my hollow being
Leaving each part of me as a separate entity

Body in the dirt
Spirit in the air
Soul with its peers
They drift their separate ways
Each in search of an identity
Dancing freely to the rhythm of their spheres
Shaking hands with affiliate senses
In tune with their transient existence
Gleefully escaping the ennui of living as a union
Submitting to a simple, yet all-important assignment
The rediscovery of a straying essence

In this sojourn of tranquil all is well
For they find peace from the turbulence of cohabitation
For in their solace there is purity
And all earthly vanities are nonexistent
Giving life to a new genesis
Like the Earth in its pristine state

All is quiet and still
There exists a heightened sense of feel
As strong supernatural forces mingle
Energizing a new awareness
For a synergistic reunion of the seperate beings
That allows for mutual understanding

The fusion is sublime
Like a rebirth I welcome the new identity
For it instills in me the confidence to proceed
With an acute frame of mind
A loving heart
And a gentle Soul

Ari Stiv Ifi
15/06/2010; 04:14Hrs

ALL IS YOU

At this moment I’m enveloped in deep emotions, sealed up in utter mawkishness by thinking of you. I'm wondering what I'm doing writing this as much as I'm wondering what might run through your mind when you read it, if I do find the courage to deliver it to you. My heart is painfully convoluted when I ponder the uncertainty of what we share, yet filled with sweetness when I reflect on the memories we’ve built by our constant rendezvous. More so, looking at your picture just by the side of this compose page just completely sheds all my other competing thoughts...(You are truly, stunningly beautiful)

Maybe I think out of turn, maybe I have a stupid mouth, maybe my fingers have a consciousness of their own, maybe my dreams wake up with me every morning, maybe my fantasies are quixotic, maybe I am literally blinded by what I see in you, maybe I'm a little too sensitive, maybe I just can’t figure you out, maybe I'm being too serious about this whole affair, maybe......of all that goes through my mind, I am so sure of but one thing; I LOVE YOU DEEPLY. This is why it struck me as unfair that you would think that "it is only the people that U love U know, U don't know those who loves U".

I have always been a master of disguising how I felt about anyone. At best I may write about it. But you have somewhat inspired a display of my true feelings of love in visible expressions...so much so that I have hoped you would see it, and feel it.

I have looked into your eyes, held you, kissed you, fondled you and made sweet love to you in passionate and affectionate ways that shall forever hover in my deepest and sweetest memories. Yet, I have never felt like I owned you. Now the ownership I envisage is not as a property, for no price tag could ever be put on you...maybe but the price of love, which I freely give, but could never fully understand your receiving posture.

I ask myself what makes you different, special and unique, in a league of your own, uncontested in the Championship game of my heart. But every time, the answer evades me, leaving behind only a more acute longing for what that answer could be, and even a more intense desire for you, as I realise that the answer lies with you.

I never get enough of you, as your essence is inexhaustible, constantly breeding affection, each new moment generating it purer than before. The world we share whenever we are together is timeless and you become all that revolve in my existence.

The look in your eyes when I initiate every thrust, accelerates the momentum of passion, as we begin a new existence in a world where sight is of little consequence, for every touch is a conversation, and we communicate freely, giving as much as we take, and then some more...Your body is a wonderland, and I am a lost wanderer, content with the assignment of exploration, as every new site has the potential to produce a fountain of wetness, ensuring a smooth delivery as I slide-in homeward, moving to the rhythm of our tender turbulence.

And I accept within myself, in moments we both reach our slobbering pinnacle amid your resonant musical undertones that you are everything to me, and ALL IS YOU...
Arinze Steve Ifi
10-10-09 (5:34pm)

AN OPEN LOVE LETTER-TO THE HEART THAT SHARES MINE'S RHYTHM

From a fountain of overflowing emotions, I put these words on a page, hoping to acutely pour out my soul in coherence, well against the constant influx of enthralment your beauty inspires.

I wake every morning, surfing through the tides of my blissful dreams that you constantly grace, tender ripples of sublime emotions intoxicating my senses, propping me up to the beauty of a new day.

I feel your presence here, even when you are miles away, for my sheets, my shirts, they all smell of you. All my personal effects know you well.

In the stillness of my sleep you hover over me...the angel that you are, you never cease to do my bidding. It makes me wonder how you come so alive, full of energy and vibe at the top of the morning and through the rest of the day, knowing that at nights while I sleep you fortify my resting place and keep me safe from morbid thoughts by fixating the summation of my faculties on memories we have shared, and more that we will.

Constantly I entertain the idea of us in tomorrow, for no other could concordantly match me as you do, for in our union your virtues cancel out my vices, making us divinely perfect, as were Adam and Eve.

Walking through life holding your hand affords me the perfect posture, and with a clear perspective I look towards the horizon, taking each step of the way with loving consideration of you.

Soft is your touch, so tender and true, it says more than words could ever convey. I listen intently to your touch, for I could never ignore it, as it sends chills through my system, and triggers a response that rushes blood to and from my heart, keeping it racing, constantly chasing after you!

With the matrimony of our heartbeats, the music we make is classic, as our deepest emotions erupt with the fusion of our bodies, building a fine rhythm of flawless motions, slow at first, then picking up with controlled poise, till we both reach the tender heights of fruition, a fountain of wetness, our sea of fulfilment, the very peak of our mountainous summit. We lay there spent, proudly raped of all energy to the last Joule, exhilarated, wearing on our faces weak smiles of utter contentment, as we hold each other tightly, ever so lovingly, raptured in the beauty of the moment, enveloped in our feelings for each other...slowly our eyes close, as we drift to a perfect place of emotional purity.

With all that we are, I find my true definition, for my total existence has you deeply embedded in it. You have shown me life in many colors, and given it all to me in rainbow-like fashion.

You are the pride of my life, yet your love humbles me. By a divine interaction in the course of nature, you were made perfect, and by our union I find the attainment of perfection a possibility. For this reason, my heart, my soul, my body, and my spirit adores you...and will love you always, as much as they be permitted to exist.

Love always,
Xzit.

MY RESTING PLACE

Around the corner I see you
Graceful gait playing your shadow
You remain in my atmosphere long after you gone
Your radiance is the beauty of my existence
We exchange glances as you walk by
As the fusion of our smiles creates a field of chemistry
Our body language communicating a longing profusion
What is said is little
Yet more is understood
And your presence lightens my mood
For in you I find MY RESTING PLACE

…AS LOVE SHED ITS TEARS THROUGH MY EYES

A mountain of a man am I

No excessive feelings could move

Immune to its poignant design

Like a tall tree I stood

How could I be there with her

And not be moved by fluid emotions?

Anxious was my disposition by far

So split was my love in portions

In fields of many lilies

I lay facing blue skies

My heart became vulnerable and willing

When I looked through those angel eyes

My head remained rock hard

But heart was muddied to pulp

Unsteadied by emotive blizzards

It usurped control of my thoughts

We sailed through time in silent speeches

With few words of duplicate meanings

Our eyes by volition communicated deep secrets

Of manifestations of each other’s feelings

Raptured were we in a world we so eagerly plunged

Fighting back nothing in submission to all

Like a pendulum captured in its highest moment we swung

As saturated salty fluids of sight were permitted to fall

Arinze Steve Ifi (30/07/09, 13:29hrs)

BEAUTY DIVINE

It all came alive
like a flower in the peak of its blossom
of feelings so crippling
none could be more awesome

The light was so bright
so did blindness reveal
‘cos it gave life to sight
so strong I could feel

Of beauty none was more divine
of love none more intense
t'was the creator's best design
untamed, with no pretence

Lost was I in her presence
so deep in love I fell
in my oblivion I felt my essence
and my contentment I could never sell...