marriage


Today is my 4th wedding anniversary , but we are going through a financially challenging time, so my husband and I both agreed not to spend any money on gifts for each other so I wasn't expecting anything special for today. To my surprise, when I came downstairs this morning, I found a bouquet of the most beautiful wild flowers that my husband had picked from a near by field at 6am. What a thoughtful and beautiful gift!

GENUINE AFFECTION


It’s about that time I usually bid my day a bye with a sigh of satisfaction escaping my closed lips. It doesn’t actually escape, it involuntarily sets itself free. The day has been long and tiring and trying to cope with Eve’s misdemeanor. She is the first of our species to find out that all that glitters are illegal or unworthy. The whole humanity now is painfully toiling in order to pluck the fruits and accord hunger a decent send off.

I slide my tired body, carefully, as if it hurt or afraid to disturb a nocturnal creature who had made a sojourn in my bed, inside my sheets. Relief greeted me, accompanied by a muted sigh as the mind went back to the parting day, assessing the successes and the pitfalls that came along. Lessons appeared triumphant.

The day is never a day-well-spent when you do not wish a dearly beloved a good night. I have had trouble many mornings preceding the nights I slept without bidding her a good night. I forget on purpose (ask any man) but the questions you get the morning after only allow her to make assumptions because I have never answered them satisfactorily. Now am thinking of her. She has brought the real meaning of living, the real feel of love. She genuinely adores me and I do more than her.

As a fumbled with the keys of my phone, trying to mix words, in a bid to come up with a deep poem for her, the phone rang. I smiled as I read ‘sweetheart’ as I had saved her. The ringtone helped increase the pace of my heartbeat. It was a song that drove her to the point of ecstasy, of course after me. So many times she rang me, often when I am trying to text her, or when am reaching for my phone to call her. Love brings forth pleasant coincidence, the kind that you want to happen every day.

I really love her. The joy of my life is to see her happy always. I don’t anything or anybody to harm her because I’m her soldier ready to fight every war that life pit against us. Distance though has robbed us the chance to show the affection eye to eye, hold each other close and our breathes being swallowed by our silent whispers heard far away. She is the realest thing I hold with utmost care like a treasure.

I picked up the phone and her soft voice drove me to world that surpassed the abundance of the bliss heaven had on offer. She tickled me into frenzy with an unsettling sensation going through my body like a ripple. I wanted her there and then. If the urge would have enabled men to grow wings I would have been the first one after Daedalus and Icarus, from the tales we read while growing up.

I listened as she talked making her know I was paying attention. Silence sometimes prompts one to make an inquiry if they are speaking alone or otherwise. What’s more beautiful than being missed by somebody you love? What’s the most awesome thing in the world than being important to somebody and being treasured more than you do to your own self? It’s a feeling that transcends everything.

The lengthy talk is always brought to a denouement by good night wishes and the sweet dreams. The byes aren’t my cup of tea. I always conclude a conversation with a ‘take care’. I never know why but I always want her to great care not dream of nightmares.

As the sound of the phone hanging up came through, I was plunged into my own world. I stared at the text I was about to send; my sweetheart, you are a rare being in the world for showing me what it means to love and I will give you my genuine affection…….it sounds like a teenage love letter but that was the message I intended to pass her, plus a couple of hugs and kisses, toppling with I love you. I drifted off holding my phone.

I woke up in the morning to find everything deleted except GENUINE AFFECTION on the text. I smiled knowing there was more truth than those two words.

Saturday, 27 April 2013

LOVE IS?

By James Gitau
We all know of love in many forms,
including romantic love. We have
heard songs about it, seen it in the
movies, heard it talked about by
relationship experts, and read about it
in self-help books.
But what is unconditional love? We all
want to feel loved. We think about it,
hope for it, fantasise about it, go to
great lengths to achieve it, and feel
that our lives are incomplete without
it.
The lack of unconditional love is the
cause of most of our anger and
confusion. It is no exaggeration to say
that our emotional need for
unconditional love is just as great as
our physical need for air and food.
Ignorance
It is especially unfortunate, then, that
most of us have no idea what
unconditional love really is, and we
prove our ignorance with our high
divorce rate, the incidence of alcohol
and drug addiction, the violence in
our society and our overflowing jails.
Our misconceptions of unconditional
love began in early childhood, where
we observed that when we did all the
right things when we were clean,
quiet, obedient and otherwise good,
people loved us. They smiled at us
and spoke in gentle tones. But we
also saw that when we were bad , all
those signs of love instantly
vanished.
In short, we were taught by
consistent experience that love was
conditional; that we had to buy love
from the people around us with our
words and behaviour.
If we do not have enough real love in
our lives, the resulting emptiness is
unbearable. We compulsively try to
fill our emptiness with whatever feels
good at the moment money, anger,
sex, alcohol, drugs, violence, gossip,
bad mouthing others, power and the
conditional approval of others.
Anything we use as a substitute for
real love becomes a form of imitation
love, and although imitation love feels
good for a moment, it never lasts and
never gives us the feeling of genuine
happiness that real love provides.Most people spend their entire lives
trying to fill their emptiness with
imitation love, but all they achieve is
an ever-deepening frustration,
punctuated by brief moments of
superficial satisfaction. Lack of real
love and the frustration we
experience as we desperately and
hopelessly try to create happiness
from a flawed foundation of imitation
love results in unhappiness.
The beauty of real love or
unconditional love is that it always
eliminates our anger, confusion, and
pain.
Expectations
Real love is simply love without
conditions. It means loving without
any expectations. Love is the
essential reality and our real reason
for being in this world. To be
consciously aware of it, to experience
love in ourselves and in others, is the
meaning of life.
To feel this love that we are born
with, we must learn to forgive
ourselves for being human and,
therefore, imperfect. The only place
we can find real love and be able to
give the same is within us. As
Whitney Houston sang, I found the
greatest love of all inside of me.
Therefore, find that love that lies
within yourself and you will
experience abundance in your life. Do
not go looking for love outside
yourself as you will not find it, no
matter how long you keep looking.
Remember, as Marian Williamson
says, ?we are not held back by the
love we did not receive in the past,
but by the love we’re not extending
in the present.
We must learn to give ourselves and
others total love without conditions.
Our love must be like that of a parent
for their child; no matter an exam
score, a life changing decision,

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LOVE POEMS

I COULD BUT LOVE YOU*

The days gone by hold memories

So much of all those nice stories

Stories of our lives thereafter

Punctuated by your sweet laughter



Walking, talking under the starlit sky

Smiling silently without knowing why

Silent though we got so much to say

Assured that tomorrow would be okay



I love you so much my sweetheart

Like the abundance of sand in a desert

So is my love for you, so real and true

I want to live forever just for you



In the horizon the sun's just turned red

And my tomorrow is but a dread

If by your own, you won't be there

I will die, there won't be any air



*THE AMAZING FEELING*

The buzz of the phone beckons you attention

It's the love of your life trying to reach you

Friends have gotten tired of their mention

Their presence in this world gets you through

Long and stressful days just as the nights

On dark nights they are the light



It's an amazing feeling to find true love

It carries you way beyond imaginable lands

Swifter than the carrier doves

Infinite but it can fit in your hands

The amazing feeling of true adoration

Surpasses everything worth admiration



*BEHIND YOUR EYES*

Sometimes am caught in a day dream

Dreaming of a dream I live everyday

It's been like this since I saw you

You beauty enslaved my imagination

The glitter in your eyes captured me



Every morning I wake up

It's your pretty face that's my alarm

Telling to rise up to see you

You are a true meaning of perfection

Forever I will be glad that are in my life



I wanna have your heart forever

Coz I've given you mine

Do the best with that you can

For you are so perfect

This love is the realest of al I've known



*I SEE ME IN YOUR EYES*

Like rose petals in the morning bloom

You sweep my feet off the ground

And I fly, fly like little bird making no sound

Am flying to get a kiss from you

Your embrace, the next best thing

After the gearless all night embrace

I see the meaning of life in your eyes

I see me and you skin to skin every night

I see life unfolding in your eyes

I see love-true love



*IMMUNE TO HEARTACHE *

I'm staring at the emptiness you absence accords me

It's like all those days when I could fantasies about you

My breath being taken away by what I could see

But your absence is forever, I hoped you were true



I didn't think there would be a day when I could ask you to stay

And that would be asking too much of your precious time

Now I struggle to go through my days trying to keep you at bay

Often I fail, every time, coz forgetting you feels inhumane- a crime



For once in my life I realized what it means to be in love

It means to wait for someone to break your heart while holding on

It means being immune to all things that fall from above

Coz that may hold you from going on straight from dawn