Oh I want to go with you to paradise, 

To dwell in your presence day and night, 

I want to walk by your side on the streets of gold, 

And drink from the fountain of living water,

To dine with you and eat of the bread of life, 

And go stargazing, watch you name them one by one.

Till they are finally replaced by the sun. 

👑 the King’s Beloved (Àyànfé)



If you placed the stars in the sky and still know them all by name, 

How come you still remember mine?

If you make out time to hear everyone on Earth as they call out to you, 

How come you even recognise my voice? 

If all the hairs on my head were tongues, 

I still wouldn’t praise you enough, 

You are beyond measure, 

No one can ever be compared to you, oh my King. 

Your greatness is undisputable,

Your power undeniable,

You alone are unquestionable,

And your ways are unsearchable. 

Yes, this is hero worship. 

👑 the King’s Beloved (Àyànfé)


The King’s Beloved (Àyànfé) 

Handsomely robed in splendour,

Clothed in beauty and enthroned in majesty,

He is the King, 

He is my King.

Yes, this is hero worship.

He’s so strong; mighty men shake at the sight of him,

He’s so powerful and influential; he is the King of all Kings,

He’s so filthy rich; he owns all the cattle on the hills. 

And he loves me! 



I’m back! 

He loves me!!!

I can’t even get my mind around it sometimes.

No matter how much I get used to it I can never really be used to it. 

Little insignificant me. 

Sometimes I wonder who am I, that he is mindful of me, 

That he cares about me,

That he has my name engraved in the palm of his hand, 

He says that I’m the apple of his eye


He’s so awesome! 

Cue dreamy sigh. 

I love my King and he loves me more.

This kind of love takes some getting used to. 

👑 the Kings Beloved (Àyànfé)  



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​1 John 4:18 KJV

There is no fear in love; but perfect love casteth out fear: because fear hath torment. He that feareth is not made perfect in love.


And that’s how I found the perfect scripture to end this.

‘There is no fear in love for perfect love casts out fear.’


The End

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Love anyways;

Its better to be heart-broken than heartless.

Love Anyways.

That was the solution to heart break.

To embrace the one thing that I knew would break me.


It was easier said than done, I have to admit.

After haven shut off my heart for so long,

I didn’t know how to love again.

I tried and failed countless times.

I had succeeded not just in breaking my own heart,

But also in breaking myself.

I was broken.

I broke me.

I don’t know how he managed to do it, or why,

All I know is that at the point where I was at my all-time low

Jesus came and had mercy on me,

He came and helped me mend my broken heart,

He began to fill me with himself,

To fill me with his love.

Slowly, but surely, I began to love again.

As I began to love Jesus, he taught me to love myself,

To love my neighbours and even my enemies.

He taught me the purest form of love from which there’s no heartbreak.

I’m still learning though, I’m his work in progress.

But he fixed my heart up and saved me from one of my greatest fears.


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But I later got to learn, however,

That shielding my heart away from love, 

Broke me more than any boy ever would.

My heart had become an impentrable fortress,

And I was suffering.

When you decide not to love, its like deciding to stop pumping blood.

You’ll die.

And that’s what happened to me.

I thought I was protecting myself, instead I was breaking my own heart, killing myself.

I became a person I never meant to become.

I had a good heart; I had good intentions when I closed all the doors for crying out loud!

But I didn’t have a loving heart, and I slowly began to die.

I slowly began to welcome bitterness, envy, jealousy and even hate,

All because I was too scared to love.

In a bid to secure my heart, I damaged it;

The very thing I tried to avoid still came to me,

As I was heartbroken when I realised the person I’d become.

So what is the solution then?

Love Anyways.

It’s better to be heartbroken, than to be heartless.


Still to be continued…

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You have to understand I’ve always been scared.

I wasn’t scared to love. No, that’s easy. 

I was scared of love; of what it would do to me. 

I’d seen too many movies and read too many books and I understood the concept. 

Being in love was amazing, it made you ecstatic, put you on an all time high. 

But I also understand the concept of life, that every good thing must come to an end. 

So, I became scared.

I was scared of love, of what would happen to me whenever I got off that high that came along with it. 

I was scared of being broken, terrified of heart break.

So I decided not to love; it was the only way to ensure my protection. 

I put on locks and bolted the doors and cut off all roads leading to my heart. 

My heart became an impenetrable fortress. 

I was glad, my heart was secure. 

But I was insecure. 


To be continued… 

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