black
grey
blue
red
brown
white

I no longer ask humans, for a definition of love. For, they tend to force on her, the traits of those who have either treated them well or not at all.

Obehi Vessel A.

To know more, I must first admit that I know nothing. Only on a blank page, can words be written.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Myself Word Writing
“No” is such a controversial word. Clear, resounding when uttered by men. By women, Low, muffled. Sounds like “yes.”
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Man Oppression Woman Word
When you have no money, you’re penniless. When you have no love, you’re poor.en you have no love, you’re poor.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Love Money Poor Yourself
‘Why are we here?’ I inquired of my body, spirit, and soul. ‘Here to do whatever feels good.’ Said the first. ‘Here to do what feels good.’ Said the second. ‘Here to choose.’ Said the third. ‘Between both.’
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Body Choice Feeling Goodness Myself Philosophy Soul Spirit
And, when it comes to counting our blessings; we humans are all bad at math.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Bad Blessing Human Mathematics Ourselves
No, I’m not one to go in pursuit of happiness. It is common knowledge, is it not? That what is chased after will run.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Happiness Knowledge Myself Run
Every person I failed to forgive, I became.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Failed Forgiveness Myself Person
I have seen men, choose violence time after time. And in turn, I have seen violence choose them.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Deep Man Myself See Time Violence War
Ears quick to listen. Lips, slow to speak. I take, so that I may give.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Lips Listen Myself Quick
A fair – weathered friend; I am not. I bring my own sunshine.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Friendship Sunshine
Past lifetimes do not concern me. Whatever memory succumbs to be forgotten, is one I do not aspire to repeat.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Forget Life Memories Myself Past
It is the silliness of youth to trust time.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Instagram Captions One Liner Time Trust Youth
How abstract we humans sound, when we say these are dark times. As though it isn’t in our hands that paint our times.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Darkness Hands Human Ourselves Sound Time
This year has been heavy. Not meant to be carried alone.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Alone Carry Company Hard Time Togetherness
Spiritual or religious. Which will you be? Society, asks of me. Inscribe my name on the list. I said, of which has more compassion in it.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Compassionate Myself Religious Spiritual
Every human carries a heavy past. But the good thing about what can be carried, is that it can also be put down.
OBEHI VESSEL A.

Carry Goodness Heart Human Philosophy

I no longer ask humans, for a definition of love. For, they tend to force on her, the traits of those who have either treated them well or not at all.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

I no longer ask humans, for a definition of love. For, they tend to force on her, the traits of those who have either treated them well or not at all.

Related Topics

Popular Authors

More Obehi Vessel A. Quotes