To The Lonely One – A Poem

Don’t let loneliness dilute
the sweetness of your soul.
Rise to the truth of your royalty,
amplify your graces with audacity.
Like the sun, sparkle in solitude,
embrace the beauty of your reality.
You are too unique to be cheap,
don’t put yourself up for clearance.
You are God’s priceless treasure,
tear off the price tags and labels
that limit the visibility of your divinity.
You are not a biological accident,
live not as an emotional specimen.
All of God flows freely within you,
find your value and validation
in your divine nature.

Β© Adeleke Adeite

I am starting a new series called Living Letters. It’s a combination of inspiring poems that speak to different challenges and situations of life. I feel led to share poetic thoughts and encouragement to heal hearts and transform lives through divinely inspired words. Welcome to the world of Living Letters πŸ’–πŸ’–πŸ’–

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Without You – A Poem

What is a rainbow without colour?
What is royalty without honour?
What is a heart without a beat?
What is summer with heat?
What am I without You?

What is honey without sweetness?
What is sunlight without brightness?
What is a garden without flowers?
What is a city without towers?
What am I without You?

What is a galaxy without stars?
What is a beat without bars?
What is life without breath?
What is hereafter without death?
Who am I without You?

What is a bird without wings?
What is a guitar without strings?
What is a home without harmony?
What is a song without a symphony?
Who am I without You?

What is a body without a spirit?
What is a business without profit?
What is success without effort?
What is greatness without support?
Who am I without You?

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What is a ship without a captain?
What is a chapel without a chaplain?
Who is a king without a kingdom?
Who is a sage without wisdom?
Who am I without You?

Jesus said. β€œI am the vine; you are the branches. If you remain in me and I in you, you will bear much fruit; apart from me you can do nothing.” John 15: 15

Tell Your Tough Tales – A Poem

You are not a survivor but a victor,
dare to approve and applaud yourself,
amplify your wins and not your woes.
Tell your tough tales with grit and grace…
see your scars as signatures of victory.
Life got you bent, broken and buried,
yet you thrived through hell and high water,
and turned graves into golden gardens.
You are not a survivor but a victor,
bask in your victory, own your story.
Β© Adeleke Adeite


Β© Adeleke Adeite

What’s your story? Can you share in just one sentence? Here is mine: “I was broken and buried by life, yet I turned the grave into a golden garden.” Share yours in the comment section. Feel free to make it simple πŸ˜πŸ€—πŸ€—β€β€

The Skyscraper of Success – A Poem

Behind every grand glory,
I see a million simple stories…
A tale of trials and tears
gathered through the years.
So, before you covet the rainbow,
be sure you can snug the storm.

Note that this mobile monument
was not built with stones and cement.
This skyscraper of success
was built with bricks of blunders;
every masterpiece you see in this
castle was made with messy pieces.

I went through hell and high waters
before I got to this garden that glitters.
I stand tall among stars because
I refuse to squat with my scars.
I didn’t become a champion by chance,
I chose to get cheered on by challenges.

This sweet smile on my face is nothing
but a signature of strength and hope.
I sometimes weep secretly
seeking the courage to cope.
So, before you covet this glory,
be willing to live this story.

Glance through the sour blunders
that birthed this sweet wonder.
From pain to pain, I keep moving.
From fault to fault, I keep improving.
I got this robust reward partly
because I kept failing forward.
Β© Adeleke Adeite

The Beauty of Death – A Poem

From an unseen womb
to an unknown tomb.
Life happens in diverse phases.
We love life and hate death
because we hold life as an adorable lie
and see death as a horrible truth.
Yet, death is not the opposite of life,
but the opportunity to live again.
Death is not a debt we pay,
It is a gift – the medal for mortality.
Death can be beautiful,
it is the passport to eternity.
Death can be fruitful,
a buried seed births fresh fruits.
Death is a means of transformation.
It is a necessary ending that births
mysterious new beginnings.
We don’t have one life to live,
we are born again every day.
We don’t have one death to die,
we rise out of the ashes every morn.
A new life sprouts at dawn
and death births the afterlife.
Death is bliss, death is a blessing,
death is fragrant, death is freedom.
Β© Adeleke Adeite

Thank you for reading. Kindly share your opinion in the comment section.

What’s your description of death? Do you believe that we should live as though today is our last day on earth?

Seeds and Struggles

Hello friends, it’s been a while. I trust you all are doing great. I’ve been in the valley of decision and transition for a while. I’m believing God for more opportunities to share great contents here soonest.

I was inspired to share some lessons I have learnt in the valley of decisions earlier today. I am sure we all have some hard-learned lessons and hard-earned blessings in our darkest hours.

I have come to realise that most times, the people with the sweetest smiles and biggest blessings in public are those who have shed a million tears and made hard choices secretly.

A friend shot this on Sunday. πŸ₯°πŸ₯°πŸ₯°

Before we covet people’s fruit we must seek to know the kind of seed, seasons and struggles that produced their harvest. Great harvests don’t just happen. Some folks go through hell and high water before occupying their place in grace.

Some blessings are not just answered prayers or products of ‘grace’ (luck), they are rewards of strenuous sacrifices and hard choices.

God is a God of principles, you can’t manipulate Him with prayers. Some things are activated with strict obedience, diligence and resilience.

This does not mean that prayer is not necessary, in fact, prayer supplies the strength l, wisdom and grace required to sustain the blessings of God.

However, we must embrace the wisdom to combine prayer, faith and action in the right proportion. In knowing this, be encouraged and empowered to excel. I would like to share one of my anchor-scriptures with you.

In his kindness God called you to share in his eternal glory by means of Christ Jesus. So after you have suffered a little while, he will restore, support, and strengthen you, and he will place you on a firm foundation. 1 Peter 5:10

Shalom.
Adeleke Adeite.

Thank you for reading. What have you all been up to lately?

You Are a Mortal Miracle

With all the pains and devastating experiences going on in the world, it is now easier to drift into discouragement. A lot of folks feel lost and lonely. Secret tears and valid fears have overwhelmed many souls. Everyone needs a miracle. Our world needs healing, hope and help.

While you are praying for a miracle don’t forget that you are one too. You are a blessing to our world. Don’t magnify your past and present mistakes. Don’t amplify the voice of your pains. You are a perfect portrait of God. You are pregnant with possibilities. How I wish we all can happen for good to ourselves.

Life is not all about highs and lows, there is a point in between the darkest night and the brightest day where you have to create radiant realities. You have all it takes to shift atmospheres. Don’t feel worthless or hopeless. Your struggles are a sign that there is something significant about your life.

Shine your light in the tunnel, don’t wait till you get to the end. Use the key of gratitude to unlock the limitless possibilities within you. Focus on the blessings around you, the beauty within you and the brighter days ahead of you. Your darkest valley is not a place of residence but a point of reference. Keep being the hero of your story.

Ask God for grace to grow stronger while you go through the flood and flames of life. Cry for help if you have to. Retreat if you need to. Seek a professional assistant if you have to. Find every positive possible way to get up and get better.

You may feel buried under the weight of pains and pressure but your life won’t end like this. See yourself as a seed planted to die, decay and flourish eventually. The painful process you are going through does not nullify the beautiful product you will ultimately produce. Cultivate yourself with positive thoughts, right actions and good relationships. Pray fervently and trust God to see you through. You are a winner, enforce your victory. Spread love and light in every little way you can.

Have an amazing day my friends. I love you all. ❀❀❀

Β© Adeleke Adeite

Unashamed – A Poem

Dear friend,

No matter how far you have gone,
No matter the wrongs you’ve done
God’s love for you is great and excess
He is still merciful in your weakness.

He is running after you with His grace
He will accept you with a warm embrace,
Come back home just the way you are
God’s love is mighty to heal every scar.

No sin is too big for God to forgive
Jesus died to free every captive,
His blood has cleansed every stain
His power has broken every chain.

Come lay down the burdens of sin
Come and be cleansed from within
Come receive power to win every fight
Come into this kingdom of love and light.

Come boldly to the throne of God,
and be washed in His cleansing flood.
Come to the field of loved untamed,
Come live free, lifted and unashamed.

Copyright Adeleke Adeite

As Simple as ABC

One of the easiest lies to tell is “I AM FINE.” A lot of people have this statement as an autoresponder whenever they are asked how they are doing. Some folks try hard to hide their pains because they are tired of being a burden to their friends and family.

Right now you could be working with someone who has lost everything and trying hard not to lose hope. Watch your actions and reactions around them.
Be sensitive.

Right now, you could be standing next to someone who is broke and broken yet trying hard not to become complete wreckage. Whatever you do, do it with compassion.
Be considerate.

Right now, you could be driving beside someone, who is dealing with secret storms yet trying hard not to give up. Whatever you do, do it with tolerance.
Be patient.

This hour, you could be sitting next to someone who doing their best not to drown in the ocean of depression. Whatever you say, say it with kindness.
Be compassionate.

Today, you could be waiting in line behind someone striving to heal from a terrible heartbreak or dealing with the grief of losing a loved one. Whatever you say, say it with love
Be empathetic.

Speak the language of love and light over everyone. Let peace and patience guide your activities and interactions. Everyone is at different levels of life, fighting different devils.

We don’t know what someone is struggling with, we don’t know how close they are to giving up completely. Hence, we need to look at everyone through the lens of tolerance and kindness.

We sometimes need to pay attention to the plight of others and do all we can to dispense hope, healing and happiness to them.
You don’t know how much a simple compliment, a hug, a smile or an encouraging text would do to help someone recover from a life-threatening experience.

Spread kindness everywhere, be an anchor to sinking souls.
Dispense compliments generously, be a fountain of healing to thirsty souls.

Love out loud, be a blissful balm to bleeding souls around you.

Be generous with hugs, they have healing powers.
Sprinkle sweet smiles intentionally, they are communicable.

In a world where you can be anything, choose to be affectionate, blissful and cheerful. I think that’s as simple as ABC.

Β© Adeleke Adeite

Love Won’t Let Me Breathe – A Poem

I have poured out my heart
on several stages and pages
but love won’t let me be,
it never departs or diminishes.

I have bailed my heart from the
bars and battles of passions
but love won’t set me free,
It holds me tight with delight.

I sometimes choose to lose,
refusing to wake up and show up
but love won’t let me fail,
it nullifies my flaws to qualify me.

I sometimes give my heart away
to be crushed on thorny altars
but love won’t let me bleed,
it seals and heals me eternally.

My heart has been poisoned
with sweet lies and deadly truths,
but love won’t let me die,
it detoxifies and fortifies me.

Whenever I choose to live out loud,
faking happiness and flaring hope,
love won’t let me breathe,
it buries me till joy blooms again.
Β© Adeleke Adeite

Thank you for visiting my blog again dear friends. ❀❀❀ Have you ever felt restrained by love? Kindly share your views and experiences in the comment section.

Happy weekend to you all.