FOR ADEBISI AND KOLADE

🥂🍹🍾Here is to growing old by each others' side
through grey hairs , wrinkled face and weak limbs.
A future that starts with  God, love in the middle
and ends with God.
Because you have chosen the path of love, the path to live
and forever be in each other's lives
Your joy will be his, his laughter will be yours till the very end
When its  the autumn days of your lives.You will
Hold hands , aiding one another up the hills and
valleys  of life.
He who comes to this world without finding love is truly a loner
Adebisi you have  found your ololufe,two bodies, one soul , one heart
Oreoluwa,  I Leave you in the hands of the Almighty who is  never flawed
©Adeyinka Zaynab Ideraoluwa

To the all the boy toddlers, boys going to teenagehood, young Adults, Men who are trying to make an honest earnings despite this crazy world, those who want to end it all but have held to the strings of hope,  our brothers whom  we share family ties and have been acting as our Assistant daddies, Our Fathers who gave us their all, Our Male Friends who come through for us every single time, our husbands  whom we share marital ties and who have been wonderful companions in the journey to forever, our Gateman who is deprived of sleep just to man our houses and offices. the mallam across the street,  the one who Hawks in traffic, our drivers who help us around. We see your  struggle and we love you. May Al Wakeel the most dependable God be sufficient for all of you.
#HappyInternationalMensday#

LAST LOVE

It was the night before the war
We had a family dinner
Hugs, kisses fun, laughter and toast to a beautiful life ahead
We slept like kings but awoke to become slaves
The skies have darkened
Mother Earth is trembling
Gunshots and rebels everywhere
Mother where are thou, Father you promised to be my guide
Sister and Brother fled
I am my own man
This war wont tame  me
Out of the rubbles Ill emerge
Unbent unbowed and Unbroken
With sword and its sheath
Ready to conquer the storm of this cruel world
And the Sun shall shine again

But then ...I still miss the warmth of home

For our brothers, sisters, sons and husband who have been victims of strife, war and holocaust....
#muse #wordporn #freedom #love #writersofinstagram

ODE TO THE CLARION CALL

One year, 365 days so fast
Donning the uniform one last time
One year of bliss, joy, sad times and down moments
The clarion call we obeyed
Nuclear ties we deferrred
Far and wide , we travelled
Beautiful people , Different people
Good, Kind, arrogant and peaceful
The tides of fate brought us together
Beautiful moments we would  forever cherish
So many to be forgotten
Multitude6 bowed to the clutchy hands of death but here we are standing through it all
Stepping out with Grace, Faith and Hope
Our destination is different,but our path crossed
The journey continues, the hustle never stops.
We are not sure of where we would be tomorrow  definitely we know WHO HOLDS Tomorrow
We doff our cap one last time
Let history count us among those who served this nation with pride
To the waiting arms of family we fly into.
BatchAstream1 2016....We passed out with grace

Adeyinka Zaynab Adetoro
For 2016 batch A stream one

RAMADAN SERIES

Its shade is leaving us gradually
Like a soldier going to war
Hoping to be back stronger
Yet not sure of Home coming
You have Prayed the Nights and
fasted the days
You have persevered , cried and asked
You have given to the poor and spent in course
Of your Lord
The waiting period is the longest before dawn
Now sit and watch your life change in the
days to come
For THE ONE behind the wheel is never flawed

RAMADAN SERIES

Its shade is leaving us gradually
Like a soldier going to war
Hoping to be back stronger
Yet not sure of Home coming
You have Prayed the Nights and
fasted the days
You have persevered , cried and asked
You have given to the poor and spent in course
Of your Lord
The waiting period is the longest before dawn
Now sit and watch your life change in the
days to come
For THE ONE behind the wheel is never flawed

RAMADAN SERIES

Its shade is leaving us gradually
Like a soldier going to war
Hoping to be back stronger
Yet not sure of Home coming
You have Prayed the Nights and
fasted the days
You have persevered , cried and asked
You have given to the poor and spent in course
Of your Lord
The waiting period is the longest before dawn
Now sit and watch your life change in the
days to come
For THE ONE behind the wheel is never flawed