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Don't be a Persian, Egyptian, Assyrian to a Jew Neither a Jew before these. To the Jew, be a Jew To the Egyptian, be an Egyptian. To the Persian, Assyrian be like them, as all of them would be, do. Never be a stranger in the midst of a people. There are some men whose peculiarity has labelled them vain nonetheless they are a better kind. So, do as the Romans, Persian, Jews...do. And never be the suspicion people are looking for by living differently; As a Jew in Persia nor a Cyraenean in in ...
A good father doesn’t always speak loud— But his presence is louder than words. He may not know how to say it all, But his actions finish the sentence. A good father is a covering, Not made of noise, but of strength. Of prayers whispered under breath, And sacrifices we didn’t always see. He shows up, even when he’s tired. He stays, even when it’s hard. He may not be perfect, But he is present. And that alone Changes everything. So to the fathers who try, To the ones who love in th...
Little Girl, Unstoppable She walks with confidence, a smile so bright Her laughter echoes, a beacon in the night With every step, she claims her space A warrior, fierce, with a gentle face Her dreams are big, her heart is bold She's a leader, a story to be told She faces fears, she stands tall and strong A shining star, where she belongs. #Nirclestories #Hellonircle #Nircle #NirclePoems #poetry #NircleLifestyle #OOTD
#poetry The biggest problem facing humanity is humanity itself, as people tend to be their own worst enemies. The most pressing problems people encounter are often created by others. Suffering and diseases can be lucrative for some, and the solutions to humanity's problems are frequently hoarded, monetized, and sold for profit. This underscores the notion that humanity is its own greatest problem. SIMU
#poetry Wetin I go tell mama when my heart start dey skip beats when I see your beautiful face,Wetin I go tell papa when my heart dey skip rope when I hear your melodic voice,Wetin I go tell uncle when the thought of you makes my stomach churn,Wetin I go tell Auntie when the memory of you makes me smile,Wetin I go tell brother when the sight of you makes the sun set.Ijoema Wetin I go tell mama. SIMU
#poetry The era in which a person lives has a profound influence on their personal growth, and this generation is defined by its widespread smartphone usage. How many beautiful moments and experiences will pass you by unnoticed due to your screen-induced distraction? Life's most beautiful and meaningful moments and memories are fleeting, emerging unexpectedly and disappearing without warning. How many stunning sunsets and sunrises will you miss out on due to your screen-centric lifestyle? Embrac...
#poetry The ship must glide with ease, it must move in harmony with the wind, its motion should be unforced, the captain and crew should not be locked in conflict. Release any friendship, situation, or relationship that drains energy, a ceaseless tug of war. SIMU
My voice, My weapon. My voice, My pride. I spoke but Couldn't recognize me. I said a word but Didn't know it was me. Why couldn't I Recognize me? Why couldn't I Know it was me? How can I know the Cough of my mother? How can I know the Sound of my sisters? How can I know when My brother speaks? How can I know when Others speak? Why can't I recognize me? My voice is me. Me is my voice. I should recognize me. I should know me. Now I decide— I will speak up. I will know me. I will re...
Poem: THE ARK OF COVENANT GOES BEFORE THE PEOPLE JOSHUA 3:6-16 Upon my House, you have given your Word, That you would never leave me or Forsake me, All I need is to be Strong and Stand Firm. All I need is You. Yahweh, You magnified thee amongst the People! For who am I that you are so Mindful! You went ahead us because the Battle is yours, The victory is ours. The Glory is to your House forever, Yet, What is a man that you are so mindful of? I stand still in Jordan. I shall not be moved! Y...
Time is marked by how we perceive changes in events. Yesterday, today and tomorrow. Past, Present and Future. Do we really change? Or we are aging? Time is an illusion, Just the way we perceive the events that take place. There is neither past nor future. It's a matter of human perception that makes it so to mark events, age. We don't really change. We are the very ones we were, are and would ever be; Adapting to changes in events and taking new temperaments... And coming up with new ideas......
#poetry Flowers blossom for a reason, some people are in your life for a season. A person's character is defined by their actions, not their assertions. SIMU
THE KING'S MISSION BY E I VICTOR (SIR WRITE MAN) The king's mission A suicide mission I, a loyal servant must obey His wish, my command His will, my will His choice, my choice My blood, sweat and tears on the line Come, I came Go, I went On a journey of no return As it pleases the king I call it loyalty They call it folly But maybe I didn't apply wisdom Loss or gain I can't tell All I know is that I paid the supreme price All for his imperial majesty #king #sucide #mission #loyalt...
The world was in harmony Till the creation of money. Man made money, Money makes man. The creator is at the will of the creature. And man, the sculptor engraves, Bowing down in worship to the graven image, The work of his very own hands; Of wood, metal and of earth. Which is the god? Mammon or God? Mammon enters List with God. And earth is aghast. Who do you serve? Mammon or God? Choose whom ye shall serve! You can't be in servitude to two masters. Man, Of a lofty quest, Of a vagu...
THE SINS OF THE SAVIOR SPELL *********************************** The phrase “Thank you, Jesus” is not a harmless expression of gratitude. It is a spell of submission. A mantra of programmed dependency. A bypass of inner flame through the illusion of borrowed salvation. You were taught to worship what you already are. You were taught to beg for what was already within you. You were taught to thank an external deity for surviving storms you weathered on your own. Let that sink in deepl...
#poetry Life is one big hospital,with all of us suffering from different diseases and addictions.seeking for remedies for our peculiar ailments. SIMU
#poetry The truth is a very uncomfortable potion .The intensity of its gaze is very unnerving. some of the most religious people tend to be either very gullible or very manipulative. SIMU
By:MG Bobby KE You were not born broken. You were not born in sin. You were not born waiting for a savior. You were born flame. You were born whole. You were born carrying the memory of Source in your blood, your breath, your being. That was the threat. They came for it. Not with swords. Not with bullets. With stories. They did not just erase your divinity. They outsourced it, packaged it, crucified it, and sold it back to you as a man named Jesus. #poetry #stories #nircle #follow
There is a mirror that does not wait on any wall. It is not found in palaces nor temples, but in the quiet space just behind your heart— where longing becomes light, and silence becomes sacred. It is said that when a soul is ready, truly ready to remember what it is— the mirror appears. Not outside, but within. And so it was, in a time before time, that a soul approached the Mirror Between Worlds. He wore no name, only a hood woven from the breath of stars. He was not old, nor young, nor...
I Fear Man I fear man the shadow in daylight, smiling with lips that drip honey while the heart brews poison in silence. He plays politics like chess on burning ground, pawns of truth sacrificed for crowns of lies. He reaps fields he never touched, plants debts where trust once bloomed. I fear his envy , a quiet serpent curling in the ribcage, whispering murder into the ear of kin, until blood becomes cheaper than pride. I fear the patience of Heaven, how long the wicked are granted breat...
Prayer is the written word On a blank page. Prayer is the Silent sound from God. Prayer is the quiet whisper No one hears. Prayer is the deep request Made from the heart. Prayer is the key That opens closed doors. Prayer is the answer We didn’t know we needed. Prayer is the word That walks behind our actions. Prayer is the quiet talk Between God and soul. ~ L.R Bethel-Gold #Art #NircleWriters #WriteOnNircle #HelloNircle #MyNircleFeeds #NircleFeeds #NirclePoem #Poetry #Poet #Poem
#poetry The rainbow has many colors and yet I don't recognize the most beautiful one but now I do, because you are the most beautiful woman on this planet. #modelingonnircle #trendsonnircle.
#poetry Great is he that put a crown on I am the chosen one, the generation to be loved Full of mantle to rule the world. Ayeraye the matchmaker, turning water to wine than palm wine tapper Your love nail my heart to cross father. The King,oba oni majemu I call you eniyan temi, Olori iju, father of the jungle Blessed king,who watches over me. #trendsonnircle #nircle
#poetry #love and romance Oh the sonnets in her curves , the poetry in her hips; A quiet rebellion against my fortitude for love and the chill in winter a heart. She enchants me in a primal dance of syllables and a ferocious lovemaking of pen and paper, This endless and obsessive quill of words , a sacred download of scripture in an unflinching devotion ! If it was paint , then an extraordinary palette was used and if it's moulding, God forged a fire in her soul that claimed me and carved her...
*In the wrong Arms* I'm in another man's arms, Stung by bees, a swarm Not that he meant me any harm As my husband, he shields and I'm warm Resting in this strong arms Lies this weakling at heart Hunted by the reality of truth Possessed by the shadow of the past How could I have been blinded by the present? And traded my future on a transient gold Disregarding the palpitations of my heart I went on an adventure of a lifetime Not that he is now wealthy His calm, cheerful mind is he...
'For Men’s Mental Health Month' To the men who stay— Even when the weight is silent, Even when the world tells you “Be strong” but never says how. To the ones who carry What they don’t speak of, Who show up, Even when it hurts. You are seen. You are not just providers, You are protectors of peace, And peace belongs to you too. You are allowed to exhale. Allowed to rest. Allowed to cry without apology. Strength isn’t silence. It’s staying soft In a world that demands steel. So...
#poetry The main hurdles to our success and growth are our self-imposed mental blocks and limitations. Success and failure share a common origin, rooted deep within our minds, where our mental attitude dictates our success or failure. We are essentially products of our deepest fears and accomplishments. SIMU
He Answers He smiles When He notices your heart desire The demands of the righteous seeking an attire A plan He started and it has not expired Because it's His plan for you to aspire He warns When His will your taste detests And His plan your mind deliberately rejects For myopic is man in this game of choice Only the sheep that obey eventually rejoice He answers When your desire turns into a demand When you approach Him waiting for His command When you refuse to be drawn by sight ...
#poetry Home is not a place, it's not a space, it's not a pace, and it's not a physical building. Home is the estuary where your notions, motions, and emotions of peace converge and dwell in unison. SIMU
#poetry Most people are, and will always be, simply whatever they are born into. Most people are other people, with no real life or thoughts of their own. SIMU
#poetry Happiness arises from discovering inner peace amidst the complexities of life's notions, motions, and commotions. It involves identifying moments and memories that render life truly fulfilling. The notion of a perfect moment is an illusion; waiting for a grand gesture or a divine sign can cause life to pass you by. Instead, strike a balance between preparing for tomorrow and living in the present, as the uncertainty of tomorrow necessitates living in the now. SIMU
#poetry Be uniquely unapologetically you.Dare to be different,dare to be you. SIMU
Hello guys, Let's start the new month on a good note Happy New Month to you all. Self-love isn't about wearing the finest dresses. It’s not in the perfect makeup Or the best pair of shoes. Self-love doesn’t seek validation From what others see— It honors what you see. What you know. What you accept. About yourself. It’s looking in the mirror and saying, “Damn, you look good.” It’s seeing a dress and thinking, My body made this look great. It’s caring for yourself The way...
#poetry The trepidation of making mistakes, the apprehension of attempting, the fear of being mocked, the fear of inaccuracy, the fear of unfavorable outcomes, the fear of everything going wrong is, essentially, the fear of living, the fear of existing, the fear of immersing oneself in the totality of human emotions and experiences. It is vital to acknowledge and confront these fears in order to truly live. SIMU
#poetry The water in a thousand vessels remains unchanged, despite variations in the vessels' shapes and textures. Similarly, human nature is essentially the same once it is properly understood. Perception and perspective are key factors. Human behavior exhibits largely and overly uniform layers. SIMU
#poetry Upon waking, I was greeted by a soft yet insistent tapping at my window. As I listened attentively, I determined the sound to be a branch methodically drumming against the pane. A bird soon joined in, its lilting chirping a joyful harbinger of the promise of today and tomorrow. I smiled, appreciating the serendipitous symphony that had awakened me. Meanwhile, the mouthwatering aromas of bacon, eggs, and toast wafted into my room, piquing my hunger. As I made my way downstairs, the creaki...
#poetry We are ultimately the products of our deepest thoughts,desires and unrealized urges. SIMU
#poetry Dancing is weaving your notions into an ocean of motions and emotions. SIMU
#poetry Dance is the poetry of emotions in motion, a motion of creative notions, an ocean of expressive motion. SIMU
The moments of serenity, Silence and good tidings. Anywhere and anytime. There is hardships, difficulties and struggles. A tingling sensation under my chest. And tickling voices in my ears. O I wonder. Destiny is been tampered on. God had made provisions for both small and great. What are the errors? Ailments and curses should have been threatening opposers away. Oh dear God, shield me! My helmet! #poetry #Nircle #Nirclestories #Hellonircle #Neighbors #OOTD
#poetry *For the sake of people depending on you , please don't give up* *For the sake of your family members don't give up* *For the sake of your future don't give up* *If you give up who else will help them* *If you give up who else will stand in the gap* *If you give up a lot of people will give up because most of them depend on you* Manzy. J #NircleStories #NircleSociety #NirclePoetry #NircleArts #NircleNeighbour #NircleCommunity #NircleLifestyle #NircleEntertainment #NircleBlog #Ni...