Blossom Obi Blog

Letter of the Unborn

The birds chirping early in the morning, The cold breeze that sweeps the flowers, The faint sound of the passing[…]

We dance to the rhythms of the future,Sometimes wondering what it will feature.The eager waiting for her arrival,Giving us an[…]

It was a sunny afternoon; I had decided to spend the weekend at my brother, Obika’s home in Sango Ota,[…]

Stay I want to stay with you, But they draw me, lots of them. I want to be by your[…]

There were times when I wanted to change the world, at least my world, Africa. The pureness of my purpose[…]

I want to feel the warmth of your words Their embrace telling me I’ll be fine. Your face, promising me[…]

When someone asks me a sudden question, I pray for the hands of the clock to freeze for five minutes[…]

Looking at all the things that didn’t go as planned. We forget the things that went beyond our planning. Beating[…]

HOPE Today, you will polish your metaphors and walk into a room of gunslingers. You, too, can write about the[…]

FINDING ME I want you to; Send a search party to come look for me. Let them scour in search[…]