Jaachi Writes

bashful, timid, quiet.  shy If anyone you know has used these terms to describe you, you're probably a bit shy. Everyone feels that way once in a while. Shyness and social anxiety are common, no matter how old you are. There is one myth about social anxiety and social anxiety disorder that I would like to dispel. The myth says that social anxiety is just exaggerated shyness. This myth encourages the idea that anxious people are merely weak-willed pushovers. It is partially because of this myth, I think, that well-intentioned people offer the relevant but insensitive and patronizing advice like, “Don’t worry about it!” , “Just do it” and “Face your fears.”  Thinking on all these, I wrote this poem: shy when a shy person speaks, it's like music from guitar strings. when a shy person smiles, it’s like the sun coming out when a shy person steps out it's like the uncommon visit of gods when a shy person reclines it feels like moon eloped from night when a shy person is 'i...

Ailing Faith in nights like this, i look at the stars and wonder if they are your eyes or just glowing ashes of your fading existence; dear god, you died and was cremated? in nights like this, many questions whirl in my mind, i do not want to believe anymore i just want to know, so god, listen (if your ears are not heavy, or inclined to the prayers of your faithful few) to my fears in time past, i felt your presence, but in nights like this, if I tell you how empty I feel, would you put the blame on me? did I make me? was i a happenstance? why create faulty humans and blame an erstwhile angel for your mistake? in time past, i found myself in the mirror of your word (back then when it felt like i am no one - from feeling like nothing to feeling like "i'm the one!") but all what i thought were tingles of your love now make me throw up at every mention of you in nights like this, i feel that the only one i can trust is "me" because i am closer to me...

because melancholic these thoughts make me think of a time before the coital pleasure of two jolted me from a still state of nothingness to this ever spinning ball of madness overwhelms my frail grip on hope if now these thoughts tilt towards death do not make me feel guilty for feeling sad this darkness which blanks my mind drips like weeping clouds on the rusty roof of my tongue and words that magnify dirges come rolling off my lips as I say a prayer to deaf gods who delight in burning my soul on the livid pages of immoral desires if now this darkness tilt towards death do not make me feel guilty for feeling sad lest i walk through a graveyard and find refuge in my future funeral this thought this darkness pray tell, what doth my pen scribble? sighs #Pengician  #JaachiWrites

Don't Die I've learned to fill my black holes with droplets of hope perhaps someday a life unfair would be bleached to crystal clear and that which clouds my mind I'd fully understand I've learned to chalk my dark days with seven shades of grey, perhaps someday, perfection would dawn on me like sunshine does every evening what write I? Like moonlight surrounded by a blanket of dark skies my eyes beam light, hope, life, a similitude of dawn don't die #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

this is how they become the water that sink their boats everyone was happy, she was the only sad one, a stroll to the market no negotiation needed she bought, made a knot and dangled lifeless before dawn loved ones had to untie both ends of the rope and live with the tragedy he can't trace the source of his sadness none could tell why he yells all night and slap the walls of his room "he kills mosquitoes all night" gossips the neighborhood but he is haunted by the trauma of yesterdays and none would reach out and touch his trembling hands so he pulled the trigger of his sniper and laid silently still beneath his duvet listening as the voices in his head slowly fade away with his last breathe. #SniperNoBeWine #WeShallFindJoy #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

Keep Me Safe till the storm passes over keep me safe from caving in till the thunder roar no more keep me safe from imploding till the clouds take a walk from the sky keep me safe from these dark thoughts till my fears are knocked over keep me safe from myself and my doubts till my tears flow no more keep me safe from becoming one with the waves till I unction all the 'whys' keep me safe from my thoughts suicidal till we talk it over in the place of prayer keep me safe till the storm passes by #WeShallFindJoy #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

may you find j.o.y may you never lose your sense of wonder and cease not to wander in search of joy here and yonder may you hold on to your sense of humor and with it brighten the lives of everyone may you go beyond ordinary goals, discover the extraordinary, silence stereotypes and dislodge abnormal norms may you keep on trying to reach for your stars, perhaps you'd fall on the moon and silvery lights illumine may you never forget how wonderful you are and that you're unique, like everyone else may you always be patient with the problems of life, and know that heavy clouds will eventually give way to the sunlight of the joy that comes with dawn may you be rewarded with friendships not seasonal, and with love not conditional may you face challenges with renewed faith, meet every day with a knowing smile recognize every golden opportunity, and dance your way through storms may your source of income be a hydra so that your needs are met with little or no fin...

Ediye Series: Let Me Caress You With My Eyes whenever i look you in the eye i see a ray of sunshine streaming down on me with joy and laughter but there's more that I'm after let me caress you with my eyes, ediye mmi whenever i let my fingers wander down south your country side you glow resplendence and welcome my prying fingers in your residence but there's more that I'm after let me  caress  you with  my eyes, ediye mmi whenever our eyes meet and our stares clasp in visual caresses a camouflage of currents waft inside of me crawling up high above eight clouds nesting you and I on the ninth none else nothing else seek I after, but you, and i and us lost in visual caresses #EdiyeSeries #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

mma nwanyi mma nwanyi is not in her apparel, in her voluptuousness, or the way she makes her hair, it's in imagery of her poems mma nwanyi is not in the winks of her eyes, or in the wiggles of her hips, mma nwanyi  is found in the chambers of her heart therein resides subliminal bliss mma nwanyi is not in her artificial lashes or the symphony of her accent of the ingenuity of her Instagram filters: it is found in patience of her caring, in the sacrifice of her giving, in the passion of her loving in the dept of her writing Glossary: mma nwanyi (Igbo): 'the beauty of a woman' #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

how to make music draft the lyrics jazz, somewhat afrocentric run your fingers on her skin make her moan a symphony and when she finds her voice, dive in and never pause let the music play on beyond time until a crescendo of cloud nine this, dear son, is how to make music #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

Mark Chapter Two, Verse Thirteen  He bore my cross accepted my curse I'm sold out to His course. Storms may assault me I'll follow on clinging dearly to His promise. Where He leads I'll go. What He feeds I'll swallow. I have on me the mark of his suffering let no man trouble me. #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

Guitar Girl in the strings of the guitarist i hear an erotic charm flood my ears with the aroma of melody she's a player with trembling hands she pulls one nerve end strikes the other caresses the next fingers the other and a harmony of symphonies erupts like drips and drops of oil on my sullen heart i find salvation and ecstasy and peace #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

thorns on my balls ediye mmi, i want to wear your love like a pendant, on the contours of my heart but why do you sit like a crown of thorns on my balls? #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

Ugo pressure makes diamonds, fire makes gold, when next you want to give up think on these, ugo the sky is yours to conquer don't ever chicken out glossary: ugo (Igbo) - eagle. #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

Be You. That's What You're Born To Do It throws back all it receives with a glow: Be like your mirror. It stays true to itself in days bright and dreary nights: Be like your shadow. It takes humans to heaven and back an assurance that life's worth the living: Be like a moan You're not just a boy, son you're the light of dawn crawling over mountain tops Glow. Be you, for that's what you're born to do #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

from 'sonless' father to his fatherless son dear son, when next your heartbeat stutter at the sight of a beautiful flower, pause, then hold your breathe for a second zoom in on her petals look, no, stare closer do not dwell on the beautiful fragrance that assault your nasals look, no, stare closer find a flaw and when you find her flaw fall in love with it in her flaws lies the beauty of her flower not all roses are red, my son, do not forget to remember for a love that never taste sour is a flower without petals with love, the dad you never had #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

Fences and Defenses while I learnt how to scale the fence and place my life on the balance, others sat lazily on the fence until he lost balance sometimes ,  we scale these fences our chances at life to weigh and then throw down walls of defenses to show others the way #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

The Timeline of Agbada, Etibo and Babariga 1960 agbada and babariga etibo and babariga never had we a man in suit piloting the affairs of the nation 1966 khaki and berets swagger and muskets one takes down the other from one military junta to another 2015 since we didn't possess sense when electing another babariga can we have sense and at least get a suit wearing president in power? all preceding presidents wore no suits, because of beer guts and pot belly? 2019 this grand pa, though senile and rail thin is neither wearing suits nor brain than suits 2023 shouldn't we, at least, for tomorrow's sake elect a man on suit who wouldn't ganduje the treasuries in his babariga? maybe it's the suit that'll break the jinx #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

The Glory of Spring I opened up the door this morning and did a little jig. I smiled at the falling rain even though the drops were big. Those drops didn't discourage me as they fell on the window pane, before the dawn of sunshine I knew there'd be some rain For now the barren gardens are floating in muddy gloom, soon they'll house the buds from where the flowers bloom. We've looked forward to a grand awakening that is happily in the works, a burst of new life from where the bare tree limb lurks. The snow has all melted, Jack Frost has been sent on his way, though we thought we'd never see it we welcome Spring this day. I saw a robin perched on the roof, perhaps scouting out a nest, I placed shedded dog hair on the fence post, mama robin will do the rest. Soon tiny tots on swing sets will be reaching for the sky, filled with wonder and laughter, the magic won't pass them by. The glory of Spring and the awakening it brings, is the joy in the tune that the bluebir...