CAUSE OF MY EUPHORIA – Odabi Collins

Odabi Collins is a young creative writer and a student of UNIBEN, who hails from Delta state, Nigeria.

The talented writer has said that “I enjoy poetry and have written so many over the past few years.
I hope to be the greatest writer of this generation someday.”

Collins, who has worked as an experienced pharmacist assistant for 2 years in a reputable pharmacy and has also reported for National Union of Campus Journalists, UNIBEN chapter till date has said that he would love to bring smile to a lot of faces with his distinct poems.

It was gathered that he has promised himself to keep writing till his last breath and has created a landmark in his present academic institution.

These are some of his beautiful poems.

Like butterflies soaring high above the sky.
Impossibilities become possible,
When you and I lock eye to eye.

Like perfect rainbows in the sky without any fault.
An ecstasy is birthed,
When our feelings merge and shoot up high – go catapult.

Like lightning bolt traveling with the speed of a snail.
Time comes to a pause,
When you and I, on this ship, set sail.

Like the super moon seasoning the earth with it’s glow and might.
You illuminate my world,
Even in the darkest times, you are my light.

Like one sunset births another sunrise.
Ours is forever and always,
Even after earth, we’ll continue in paradise.

CAUSE OF MY EUPHORIA
©O.V.Collins

What if you found out,
That I’m not an all perfect organ.
That I make mistakes and have flaws.
That I am human and not the angel you call me.
That sooner or later, I’ll leave and transcend into divinity.

What if you found out,
That I’m not as wealthy as you think I am.
That behind all this facade is a help-seeking arm.
That my smile is an illusion that I use to mask my fears.
That no matter how loud I cry, nobody ever hears.

What if you found out,
That behind my calm is a brewing rage.
I don’t mean to frighten you but what if I am a ticking bomb in a cage?
That the pass code to my cell is as easy as can be.
But no one knows it yet, so don’t risk my instability.

What if you found out,
That it’s not as easy as it gets,
But with patience, I become the bag, you bet.
That there is no warranty for a broken heart.
That true love comes with a price, like an expensive piece of art.

What if you found out,
That my past killed my Joy.
That I wish for true love that no one has ever made me enjoy.
What if it’s no pretense and this is just who I am?
With your most sincere heart, would you still love me as I am?

WHAT IF YOU FOUND OUT?
©O.V.Collins

Pretty as the moon, you shine bright like the sun, you are awesome like stars in the sky, you are black for a reason, relevant in the light, you could be white, short or tall, fair or dark but all the same still attractive because
You are a woman.

With action; you are smart, with passion; you care, without question; you are intelligent, always in tune with the latest fashion. When you are game there is no distraction because…
You are a woman.

Beyond words you are beautiful, outstanding and your shape equally meaningful. Elegant to the core, adherent to the call of the good life. You are strong, I could call you woman of steel but…but…but sometimes you lack will because…
You are a woman.

That cutie, that guy, that bloke who isn’t broke. He presents you with the best gifts and you forget that the future is determined by the present, no…no…not the presents… and you think its just right to present your body in exchange for all those presents all because…
You are a woman?

You forget that your body is the temple of the Holy ghost, boast of your flower if you can. Oh no,you can’t…because you gave it away to some seemingly deserving gentleman all because…
You are a woman?

You claim to slay, but the gospel is here to stay. If you cannot win souls for Christ, convert that brother, your lover or even your runz maga…
You are NO woman.

Your beauty is not defined by the clothes you wear, or how you appear, not even your hair. Your beauty is defined by an inward gentle and quiet spirit, a soul whose glow has no limit and it is so because….
You are a woman.

You are pretty and you could ask why the man always wants go get in between your legs. Well, get it clear that the very moment you begin to focus on the beauty of your soul, your attractiveness becomes a cause for your exaltation, rather than exploitation.
Now you know what makes you a woman.

WOMAN
©O.V.Col oylins