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We are in times where almost everyone has something to say, especially with the internet availability. I'm not here because almost everyone is saying something or because almost everyone has something to say. Of course, I know we all have voices and somehow, in one way or another, we must or should make our voices heard no matter the conditions.

However, there are those of us who say things or talk because others are talking or have talked, and there are those of us who have heard people talk and without thought, we bought into their dictum and have taken it to be ours possibly because it's the first thing in that line that we heard or maybe we have not heard any other thing better. And there are also those of us that have always had this paradigm, it doesn't matter whether or not someone else or some other people have stood on and proclaimed it, with this paradigm, we knew for sure that it can be classified amongst statements or believes that can also be described as one of the truths in life.

In every life statement, we have those that can be said to be truths and some can be said to be the truth.

The Truth.

I've always defined the truth to be something or a statement that stands true in whatever or wherever place you test it at. If it is the truth, it would stand true in the waters, in the air, in the earth, in the fire and the like. The truth would stand true everywhere, in any place, under any circumstance, all things being equal.

Truth.

Truth, on the other hand, may stand true in some areas and places but not in every place and not in every circumstance.

Some of us who have some truths that can be described as the truths in most areas are often on the not talking side. Sometimes, we feel that since we know these things so much and it has formed a paradigm in our minds already, most people if not everyone should know them and if they also know them then there's no need in talking to anyone about something that's no news to no one and to an extent, this way of thinking have made those of us who have this paradigm to talk less. This can be further proven by the statement that says "The more you know, the less you seem to speak".

If we all keep quiet and talk less, we will have lots of truths that are not the truths go around and in no time, it would affect almost everything we do and might even be a base which most societal norms may be formed and our very existence may be grossly affected and therefore, there is this need to speak even if everything inside of you is saying do not.

The ultimate is, no matter how we are having the urge to speak and let our voices be heard, we should always learn to speak and let others speak also so we can reason together and find a better stand to whatever our individual thought could not have conceived.

No matter how you may see the content of this domain, the reason I'm here is simple.

I'm here to drop words of counsel. Anyone you find relevant, counsel yourself with it.

I'm here to drop educative articles. Anyone you find relevant, educate yourself with it.

I'm here to drop lines in poetic and quote form, born from my thoughts.

I'm here to make you ponder on stuff if you let me.

I understand that we all are different and everything isn't supposed to make sense to everyone.

For the most part, we see things the way we want to see them and not the way things are.

But if you give me enough attention, we can come to an agreeable standpoint.

I am a Teacher, A mind Coach, A Counsellor, and A Public Speaker. I love being able to help people with their Understanding, Goals and Priorities.

To me, words are everything.

When I communicate, I make sure It's worth it.

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Woman - Poem

By Costly Oma . 1. Unaware, she seems, Fragile, yet able. Tender, she appears. Weak, yet strong. 2. Subtle with wit. Accommodating with guard. Loose with focus. Loving with vision. 3. Characterized by beauty. Categorized as an angel. Graced with curves, And strides with style. 4. Builder like a bird. Keeper like a hen. Lover like a dolphin. Carrier like a whale. 5. Protector like an eagle. Giver like a hose. Fighter like animal. Server like a servant. 6. Product like honey. Fierce, yet gentle. Comforts like a home. This is a woman. Related: >>> A Mother Poem . >>> A Father Poem .

NYSC SCHEME - Poem

By Costly Oma . Written In 2013. First Published: Feb. 2014. 1. An idea was birthed, And into action, it sprung. Since from Nineteen Seventy-Three, Youths have been shuffled. 2. With a call, we moved A call to serve, our best to render, A call to give, our best to offer. A call to keep one Nigeria 3. Under the sun, we matched. In the rain, no difference. When it’s bright and clear, And otherwise, we answer. 4. A call like no other, Beginning with a journey, Then living three weeks in exclusion, Learning new things in new style. 5. A call so anticipated, Becomes so tiring with time, Then feels it should be extended but boring, Yet memories linger. 6. With the hope of National unity, It was birthed. I hope that its cause has not been tilted, For sacrifices have been made. 7. NYSC SCHEME, We hope that your aim we achieve, For your call we heard, And your rules we kept. #nyscpoem #nyscschemepoem #scheme #nysc #poems #nationalyouthservice #nationalyouthserviceco...

Time - Poem

TIME Speaking!!! 1. Trust me, I’m in your beginning, In-between. And in your end. 2. I’m a part you can’t do without. An entity of immeasurable worth. A unit of the highest value. A mystery in essence. 3. Your future, I determine Your goals, I monitor Your achievements All, wrapped up in me. 4. I’m terrible. I’m hostile. I’m always against you. But I am a friend. 5. The diligence blesses me. The froward curse me. What are you? I AM TIME. 6. Seek me early and In abundance, you shall find me Seek me late and In the scarcity of me, you shall wallow. 7. Feel you have me, Lost me, you’d just. Feel you lost me, In hast, you must be. 8. Yea, you wish, I know. That I could be friendlier. But this is who and what I am. Just time. Man Speaking!!! 9. Oh, time. A treasure, yet cruel. A blessing, yet a curse. In endless circles you are. 10. Fashioning every man’s destiny. From where did you spring? A limited counting you are, In regular intervals. 11. Regulating man’s every endeavour. Slow it is wh...

There Are No Ordinary Words.

60% of all human communication is Nonverbal, meaning body language. 30% comes from the Tone in our voice. This means that what is really coming out of our mouths is just 10%. By Costly Oma . Our Words are like Bullets So To Say In a world where everyone has something to say and we are all saying one thing or the other, it is pertinent that we all learn and know or become aware of how to choose our words carefully and the tone in our voice correctly anytime we are engaging in a conversation knowing that for the message to be communicated accurately, there must be sound, and tones make up sounds and sounds come in words in conversation. Here is something I call the right choice of words. When the tone is right, the sound is right and when words are carefully chosen, communication is excellent. Don’t you want to get to that point? For me, I always want to be there. In this article, we will be learning the importance of choosing our words and the tone of our voice correctly whe...

My Life Experiences And Quotes

By Costly Oma . Life has a way of Teaching, Taming and training humans. All of these life's teachings could be termed as Life's Experiences and everyone has had a measure of them. No two individuals have the same sets of life experiences in their entirety since no two people have been known to have been subjected to the same sets of living in all ramifications since our life's experiences are how we live based. I've got some of my life experiences compiled. I hope they give you something to think about as you go through them one after the other. In the cause of life, I've come to learn the following: My father would always say; Make sure you know all there is to know. If you want something done well, do it yourself. He that rests, rusts. Education without morality is like tea without sugar. Anything worth doing is worth doing well. People generally, hardly mean what they say but women are more so. And he warns; be extremely careful on how you execute women's de...

In My Country

By Costly Oma . 29. In my country, sometimes, WAEC will declare you excellent only for NECO to come and write you off of any academic pursuit. 28. And at times in my country, WAEC will paralyze every sense of sense in you since it usually comes first in the year and then, NECO will come later to tell you, you are not so bad after all. 27. There is no smooth or straight sail of success in my country as vices are everywhere ready to pull you down. It is almost like baptism. If you are not baptised into a fold, you seem like an alien to that fold. 26. In my country, almost everyone has been baptized into the spirit of my country except for a very few people who I would say are lucky to have escaped the baptism. 25. In my country, even if WAEC and NECO set your sail going, JAMB might render you useless and make your ship motionless for years if it cares. 24. And at times, in my country, JAMB may set your colours flying only for your university to declare you useless, worthless and i...

The First Day Of Our Forever - Poem

By Costly Oma. Written on the 23rd January 2012. 1. For you, my passions are without measure. With you, I know I’ll find pleasure. In you lay all life’s treasures. Keen my support in all life’s pressure. 2. If we are destined to be together, Make today the first day of our forever. With you, no heights can be greater. Together, we'll show the world we're masters. 3. With you, nothing else matters. Even through life’s blisters, All cannot but glitter. Moments with you are always better. 4. Often, I spend my nights dreaming. And feel myself coming. By you I find meaning. My moments with you I’m spending. 5. With every passing day. In my moments of hay. Like a pot made of clay. You are the makeup of my love tray. Make today the first day of our forever. #poem #thefirstdayofourforever #thefirstday #love #woo #costlyoma #costlyomablog #costlyomasblog

Father - Poem

By Costly Oma . 1. A Father. A role you are given. A role you didn't ask for, Yet you accepted, And have learned to understand. 2. A Father. Like a purpose, You stay loyal to it's aim. Like a vision, You stay married to it's picture. 3. A Father. Characterized by strength, Categorized by direction. Geared to provide. Wired to protect. 4. A Father. You carry a burden, Burden unknown to your wife, Burden unknown to your children, Burden unknown to your family. 5. The strength of the home. The defense of the family. You cry sometime, Oh, yes you do, But not in the open. 6. Children misconcepts you, Misconcepts your nature, Nature of care and provision, And ascribes everything to their mothers. Lost are we without a father. 7. I love you dad, I don't misconcept you, Thank you for your seamless, Seamless care and provision. My Father. #costly #oma #costlyoma #costlyomapoems #costlyomablog #father #fatherpoem #poemaboutfather #poemaboutafather

The Reason

By Costly Oma . 1. Solace, I find in poetry. In poetry, relief, I find. Not without the pain. But the pain, it soothes. 2. In my darkest days, And in my darkest hours, A line of poetry, in my heart, The difference, make. 3. When I find myself lost, In all that I cannot explain, The courage to press, A poetry gives. 4. My first love, I cannot tell. The present, past, and future. I choose the now, For the morrow, I know not. 5. When the bridge is out, And the living, being choked away, But saddled with poetry, To hold and hold I may. 6. From the lines of Ann Taylor's My Mother. To the ancient scripts of Dangerous Beauty, I grief still, But a lift, in poetry I find. Happy World Poetry Day.

My Death-Feelings So Far – Part 1

By Costly Oma . My Death Encounter Part - 1. ~~My Body Leaving My Body~~ Sometime in the first quarter of the year 2018, around 4 AM in the morning, while I was still in bed, I was woken up by a strong presence of what I can call death. I felt this chilled cold sweep past me, from the soul of my feet to the crown of my head. It was so dramatic as I feel like the cold was swallowing me, starting from the soul of my feet to the crown of my head. As I got completely engulfed by the cold, I woke up. I woke up and got down from the bed but I was still seeing myself lying on the bed. I stood up but it felt like I wasn’t the one standing as I was seeing another me lying in bed. I was obviously at this point confused as to what was happening as I am both standing and lying down at the same time. As I was yet to get my mind organised as to what was happening, I saw a thick dark cloud forming at the westside wall of the room. This thick dark cloud looks so dirty and it smells so bad. As this cl...

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