MIAH LE RÊVE

Credit: @awelewacharles_ Twitter It's been peaceful these past months,  My tempest of emotions is calm,  it finally feels like I'm breathing again. I've found solace in myself and the idea of living, yes this is what I want.  I've received the promises and seen visions of what lies ahead. A drop in the ocean, a glimpse into the future; awaiting the day it comes to fruition  How, when, and where? These thoughts cloud my head Don't miss the signs he says, that's your mission.  I open my ears and pray with my eyes open to see clearly, But I think I've clogged my tear ducts. Hence, the reason for these eye aches. I've listened too keenly, my ears are flooded with wax. Need to open the floodgates as soon as possible,  Need a break from everything.  A journey into a mental trance. Too tired to dream, pray or sleep.  I just need some days off, I'll be back I promise. 

It's a beautiful feeling to have something spark a fire in you,  Its sight piques your interest and builds up an emotion in you.  It brings a combination of love, confidence and elation.  Every artist has a deep connection to something, someone or a feeling as their source of inspiration.  Sometimes, "Till death do us part" is their mode of separation.  I have always wondered what my muse is. What brings my art to heart,  What creates that fire in me to bring my thoughts to life What moves my hands to pick up my pen and write what I feel as it is. I've been in love, I've experienced lust. Alcohol? Or trees I've never felled? (Pun intended) Could it be music or food? Quite close but I honestly can't tell  One fateful day, I wrote, and my heart felt loose, open and warm. Could this be it? My muse is my heart? I try again but this time my heart was cold and this communicated something to my inner self. I decided to write about an old feeling, an acquainta...

    📷: @rnbloti via IG Loti, a multi-genre artist aka Rnbboy aka Gorimapa Gangsta based in Lagos has served us an anthem to remind us of our roots and a couple of trenches experiences as Mainlanders. Loti gives us solid life advice in the opening lines of this song, something anyone from the mainland can definitely relate to. If you Jonze, na sidelines you go find yourself not Adeniyi Jones.   📷: Just referencing yunno my previous review on  Majeed Loti is 2k richer than Majeeed o.  Mad o! He has 12k but needs some loud for creativity which will also require the strength from within to motivate the body to work without- Chow (food). He also looks up to his money doubler,  betnaija for some odds to multiply his change after loud and Rice with that tasty fried 400 naira chicken(don't ask me how I know his favorite food). I guess that's because I'm also from the Mainland. There's something about the chorus that I can't seem to shake off my...

Love and losses  Plagues and curses  Life and phases  Resilience and praises  Stages and places Race and phases Hades and hazes  Strays and mazes  X and Os Friends and foes Men and hoes Girls and gold  X and Os Friends and foes Found solace in the trench holes Interacting with fellow lost souls  Seeking peace to make me whole. I guess that's the goal.  They said I was too young to understand, I laughed  They said time will heal the pain, they lied Don't let them see how you feel, I smiled In my closet, when no one's watching, I cried Too many times I gave up,  I died Looking alive and breathing but into depression I slide Anxious, suicidal but can't let it out, rather I sighed Who's gonna save me now? I cried  No one could answer me , they hide Slowly drifting deeper, I glide.  How are you? She asked. I'm fine as always, I lied. They wonder where I went to, they searched. Stop looking for the old me, I died....

Like a smooth flow of milk and honey,   Cotton candy and red velvet, Sweet palmwine in the morning, Cuddling with your most cherished one under the duvet, Like the rays of the morning sun, seeping through my blinds, Ecstacy in the evening sun, a rush of the gentle winds, That's the sensation I feel when the tidal waves flow through me. I'm beginning to wonder if I'm Saul, And I'm keeping my demons at bay with the soft sounds, Life plans and aspirations seeming to be on an overhaul, Yet the sounds of melodic tunes keep my heart sound, Sane is the perfect term to describe this feeling , Orgasmic ripple effect in rows like the ocean- wavy. The sadness within might be killing, But my head to the gentle melody I'm swaying. Never ending like a loop, it keeps resounding in my ears Soft tissue massage to my worried soul, Music is the healing I sought-after all these years. Relief to my brokenness,  that's the goal for sure Feeling deep in m...

     PC: IG @Majeeedofficial The project begins with a dreamy instrumental and choral rendition appealing to the soft spot of the inner mental ears. This helps you relax into the mood the sensational singer wants you to feel.  On the first track -" How I care ", Majeed sings out the words of affirmation expressed to him by his lover, declaring the choice of language they've chosen to display deep affection towards him. This track brings out the first squeeze of the fermented sugarcane juice that leaves you in a trance-like state of awe while imagining life on an island with a child-like form of love that comes from the purest depths of the heart.  The monologue right at the end of the first track makes it known that Majeed has indeed written the songs on this masterpiece from a place of deep reflections and realities. One of the prominent lines that draw attention is his modification of a quote from the prominent writer Oscar Wilde, which he uses to ...