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Wednesday 29 November 2017

She is the nightfall

She's always my been my fear.Am afraid of what she offers....
So afraid because she threatens me every day.
She starts with those heavy thoughts that pursues my sleep just the way rain pursues heat.
The liquid scuffles up and never seems to stop been ejected.
The cold stabs my heart so hard like i owed it a fortune yet to be paid up.
And when she starts her strides she is accompanied with an entourage.
Decrease in her light intensity.
Then the ethmoidal,maxillary sinuses and thier unrelentless sisters start thier aches.
My knees knock harder on its doors.
Loathsome feelings.
Does she always have to reveal her face daily,have not i seen it a thousand and one times.
She regurgitates my seemingly unsuccessful rides of strides for him to lament over.
Then the memorylane hits a traffic jam instead of a "GO SLOW".
So my thoughts were left with no other option but to stepdown to trek barefooted to complete the journey of a million miles.
Let me be NIGHTFALL.....
I thought the living legend had payed my dues,so why your steady confronts and troubles.
So passersby thought he had gone crazy.
NOT AT ALL.
Just a little chit chat with the nightfall so she might get drowsy and go to bed at least for once.
And like a friend of a thousand years who i met in writing would say
WE HAVE HAD NO PEACE,NO QUIET,NO REST.BUT TROUBLE KEEPS COMING.

SHE IS THE NIGHTFALL



"NEWEST CUL DUDE INSPIRED"

Tuesday 28 November 2017

Wednesday 22 November 2017

Who are we?

Who Are We?

     Who are we?
We are birds of same feathers,
We stay strong in any kind of weather,
Loving each other before we were born,
Strong and unbreakable is our bond.
      Who are we?
Two separate bodies,but one mind,
Identical,we play people the game,
Tricks?Yes,we always play,
Oh! Sorry, don't put us to blame.

     Who are we?
Yes,we are the twin,
The tears and laughers we share,
Knowing we will always win,
Together we become stronger,no fear.
Yes,that's who we are.

Tuesday 21 November 2017

Not Me

Not Me
By Pelican.

My gaze firmly glued to the spot,
my emotions running over the place,
my concentration unmoved like an assassin, about to take a shot.

Oh am afraid but the expression is not written on my face,
feeling the weight of expectation on my shoulder,
carrying the armour of hope like a gun to a soldier.

Oh but deep down am scared,
doubts creeping inside my head,
"am i good enough to win and take all three points?"
your trust, i Don't wanna disappoint.

So i hope you understand,
i am just a man,
am not perfect, not even close,
your camera of expectations fixed on me ,
but i cant strike a pose.

You see me as a god,
but i see me as a fraud,
i hope you change your perception,
and stop seeing me as mr perfection,
cos am dying slowly, drowning in this sea of expectations.

Friday 17 November 2017

My Fears

My Fears
By Otega Uchechi.

Drowned in my fears,
As I was lay down,
I tried to escape,but,
But your cold hands kept me there,
I struggled to pull up,
But your sudden visit,
Left me trapped, battling,
My moan was made silent,
Because of my fears about you,
Tears was the only words,
My heart could speak,
As you held me down,
My love ones gathered,
My heart aches in sadness,
As I see them,
But could not say a word,
But my tears.

Accepting the fact, that I will be gone soon,
Troubled my heart,
The memories of good times shared together,
Flashed through my brain,
All I could do was smile,
But my fears and tears,
Made them fake,
I know my loved ones,
Never want me to go,
But your cold hands,
Continue to freeze me,
Until my fears vanish,
And my heart stopped beating.




Thursday 16 November 2017

Never quit



Whenever you make a mistake or get knocked down by life, don’t look back at it too long. Mistakes are life’s way of teaching you. Your capacity for occasional blunders is inseparable from your capacity to reach your goals. No one wins them all, and your failures, when they happen, are just part of your growth. Shake off your blunders. How will you know your limits without an occasional failure? Never quit. Your turn will come.

Tuesday 14 November 2017

Life setbacks.


Through our failures and setbacks, we can become wiser and more mentally prepared to deal with future obstacles. The problem is, we usually don’t realize the value of the experience until later on since we can be too emotionally involved. If you’re struggling through something right now, chances are, it won’t be for no reason. You’ll eventually find some sort of benefit from this experience even if it may not be obvious at the moment.

Tales of the broken hearted


Sometimes i wonder how i feel
You've hurt me but it's possible to heal
Emotions filling my stomach, i don't want a meal
My heart is breaking, i taught it was made of steel
I remember the good days, those memories i can't kill
How did it happen, my eyes stay still
The tears flow, i try to conceal
The numbness inside I don't wanna reveal
My mouth wide open, the words ain't gonna spill
I close my eyes and wish all this is not real
No! I can't give up that's the deal
I'll fight for you, die for you, yes I will
I hope this reaches your heart openly without a seal
And our love should come back around spinning like a wheel

Monday 13 November 2017

A twisted view of marriage


People will see a man washing his clothes and instead of minding their business, they'll say "Ahh Oga Victor, go and marry so you'll stop washing".
They'll see a man cooking and be like "Bro John, you need to get married so you can stop cooking".
A mother will look at her 35years old son who cannot wash his own boxers, boil water for tea or even make his own bed, someone that cannot take his plates to the kitchen after eating and tell him "James, you need to settle down, get a woman to take care of you". SERIOUSLY??
In different ways, the society subconsciously tell men that they don't marry women for any reason other than cleaning, cooking and childbearing. I begin to wonder, does the average man need a wife or a glorified maid?
Many women look 3times their age all because of stress and exhaustion. You sit down in front of the TV with your phone and watch your wife work until she's about to pass out. REALLY?? 😱
Men, who told you that it is wrong to wash your own plates?
Who told you that it is wrong to wash your own clothes?
Who told you that it is wrong to dress your bed when you wake up?
What will it take to help your partner with chores in the house?
If a man wanted to be adopted as a child to be pet, pampered, fed and nursed. Then, he need not to seek marriage, he should rather offer himself up for an adoption at a motherless home to be pick up.
BUT If you want a wife, who you would love, cherish, do different things with, assist in some chores, and love her for the rest of your life, then get married.
AND if you are getting married because you feel you're becoming too old to do your own chores then get a maid.
Women are to be cherished, pampered and loved, not USED.

Saturday 11 November 2017

нαя∂ ℓιfє




Man, born of woman, is short-lived and filled with trouble
This are not empty words they are true according to the bible
To make ends meet, sometimes you just have to work double
Bt it's no guarantee cos life is hard and then we all stumble
The hustle of life, the search for money has made us humble
We were told to go to school, work hard and things will be cool
You'll get a job, nice car, fine house, we obeyed like a fool
Some chose to learn a skill, they felt that's just all they need
But dere is so much competition, who calls you, its so funny indeed
To make things worse we are badly beaten by the blows of corruption
Even to get a plate of rice at a wedding you need strong connection
Who do we blame, is it the youths or those ahead of us?
Its the last days, its the hard life, and it screws all of us

Friday 10 November 2017

Just For The Moment

Just For The Moment
By Otega Uchechi.

My heart is as cold as ice,
Frozen, unable to breath,
I hope you find my actions so nice,
Knowing it's the best thing for me.

I woke up each morning,
Wishing I never lived to see it,
I begged for his coming,but he never came,
To take me to a place, where there's peace and rest.

To my people,I plead,
To listen and understand how I feel,
The Darkness that captured me,
Which only me can see,
But at the end,am sorry my actions might hurt you.

Each day,my hatred for life grow,
But now,it's late,I have to let you all know,
Seeing my soul dying,
Is what I can't prevent,
But with death,I have to present.

Monday 6 November 2017

Stand Tall.


Don’t be afraid to stand tall in YOUR truth! Boldly and confidently face everything that has, and is, keeping you bound. Fight for your inner peace! Fight for your happiness! Fight for everything and everybody that’s important to you! You are NOT a victim! Don’t even play into that. You owe it to yourself to LIVE! Live your life without the regrets, without the resentments, without the unforgiveness, without the blame game, without the self-pity, without any and everything that keeps you from experiencing true joy within! You are too important to waste your life away! Learn to appreciate and value your life, but most importantly, learn to appreciate and value yourself! You count too, no matter what you’ve done!

Sunday 5 November 2017

Memory Lane
By Pelican.

Looking back at how it all started,
Full of ulterior motives,oh we acted,
I can't believe I believed a mirage,
I was a prophet of doubt and superstition
My visions were clouded in crismson and ablution.

Now my pen spoke while my lips was shut,
My eyes bled water while my heart was hurt,
If love was blind,then how did it find us?
Did it make us forget or did it remind us?
Questions I asked myself while you were not here.

The fear or feeling I had that maybe you never cared,
Now am stuck in the past like a man in a wheelchair,
The one who made me cry is the one I called"my dear",
So I travelled through my mind to escape the pain,
Walking down this lonely road known as memory lane.

Thursday 2 November 2017

Hurt And Pain
By Lora

Hurt and pain.
There's much to gain.
Peace and love.
It's all the same.
Confusion and doubt.
We're not without.
We weep, we cry.
We plead, we try.
We laugh, we smile.
Only to be hurt
by one last trial.
Life is a lesson,
so learn it well.
Maybe, one day,
you can tell it's tale.

Footsteps on mud

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