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Anything would make me happy. Just that it has to be you.
©_shambhabi_
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_shambhabi_
2w
Read MoreI miss the days when we would text or call each other randomly. We would talk about random things from a scratch on my knee to the scratch on his laptop. I would send pictures of the newest pimple on my face and you would send me pictures of your nails that were barely long but you thought it's too long to keep. You would beg me not to chop my hair off and i would beg you to send me that one picture of you freshly out of the shower in wet hair.
But we had a fight.
We don't text or call. We don't ask each other for random pictures or to switch the voice call to a video call coz we just craved to see each other.
My phone used to flood with notifications of your messages or tags in various Instagram posts or saving my snaps in Snapchat.
Now I just want my phone to buzz with only one notification. That is a notification from you. Anything would make me happy. Just that it has to be you.
Love makes you weird. Weird in a different sense.
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_shambhabi_
3w
Read MoreIn this era we still see toxic masculinity exist. Guys find it cool but honestly it isn't. It's the guys with this toxic masculinity who makes this beautiful world a shitty place to live for us girls. So what if we talk openly about our periods and it's cycle. So what if we don't fear people and but pads, tampoons and other products openly just as they buy condoms or men's hygiene products. So what if we know how to live our life and what to do with it? We don't need their 'advice'. We are capable enough.
Can't we just get rid of this toxic masculinity of men?
#writerscorner #writersconnect #writers #toxic #masculanity #toxicmasculanity #men #women #female #stereotypes #feminineToxic Masculinity
Masculinity is cool
But toxic masculinity isn't.
Buying feminine products is cool
But hiding them behind covers isn't.
Showing love is cool
But controlling in the name of love isn't.
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_shambhabi_
4w
Read MorePun: a literary device also known as word play where the word has two or more different meanings
#pun #literary #writersconnectHe made me cry.
Again
After he promised he'll never.
Maybe it's a game.
Game of words
And using those words as a pun
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_shambhabi_
4w
Unwanted
At times all they do is make you feel unwanted.
At times you have no escape
But to cling to them
It's what was inside still makes you cling to them
No matter how harsh and rude they have been
They might have been rude like never before
Might have repeated the same thing over and over again-
the same thing that made you cry over and over again
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alpavlo_inc
8w
Read MoreSo sad we say this sad old song
So sad we know how it begins
So sad we know how it ends
Why do we find joy in desolation
Fun in destruction
& Gladness in others pain?
Why do we ignore the way of love
Her promises & rewards
But beckon on the path of pain
Why is Russia in a rush to repeat a cycle of doom,
Is a man an island by threats of violence?
Who really has the monopoly of war?
Or the supreme power to violence?
#writer #writers #peotryclub #peotrycommunity #writerscommunity #writersconnect #poetrycommect #africanwriters #writersden #writersclub #igwritersclub #peotrymovement #writerscommunity #africanwriters #africanpoets #writersmovement #nigerianpoets #nigerianwriters #nigerianpoet #igbowriter #igbopoetOld Russian Tale
So sad we say this sad old song
So sad we know how it begins
So sad we know how it ends
Why do we find joy in desolation
Fun in destruction
& Gladness in others pain?
Why do we ignore the way of love
Her promises & rewards
But beckon on the path of pain
Why is Russia in a rush to repeat a cycle of doom,
Is a man an island by threats of violence?
Who really has the monopoly of war?
Or the supreme power to violence?
©alpavlo_inc0
It is a righteous thing to love another human being from a place of selflessness.
It is a righteous thing to illuminate the darkness in a person's soul by offering your light.
It is a righteous thing to water the garden of another, knowing you may never eat from its fruit.
Loving is a subtle act of righteousness.
©liz_ogbe6 0 1
His words: I want to marry you, I really want to.
My thoughts: Are you sure you want to marry me or you're mesmerized by the idea of marrying me?
His words: I really want to tick this marriage thing off my bucket list, then look forward to other things.
My thoughts: So we get married and then what? What future do you see?
His words: Just say yes, let's get this moving.
My thoughts: Say yes to what? Fulfilling a wish on your bucket list Or actively Partnering with you for the rest of our lives? Sigh.
His words: Don't you want this babe? How can you not want something so beautiful?
My thoughts: Maybe I want this, maybe I really do, but not in the way that you do.
©liz_ogbe6 0
alpavlo_inc
16w
Read MoreSin = selfish, indifferent, negligence
#writer #writerscommunity #writersden #writersnetwork #nigerianpoets #africanwriters #poetrycommunity #writersclub #poetryclub #writersconnect #writersSin =
Selfish
Indifferent
Negligence
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alpavlo_inc
23w
Read MoreI searched my heart today,
Pulling out the latent obvious
I Flung caution to the trash
& stared into the peep my eyes
There it was, a beautiful middle finger
Beautifully, saying hi to your thoughts & perceptions of me
Your gimmicks & pranks
Your rides & wild lead that I may chase,
Laughing out loud
I stand proud of who I am
Who I have become
& who I will emerge to be
©alpavlo_inc
#writer #writers #peotryclub #peotrycommunity #writerscommunity #writersconnect #poetrycommect #africanwriters #writersden #writersclub #igwritersclub #peotrymovement #writerscommunity #africanwriters #africanpoets #writersmovement #nigerianpoets #nigerianwriters #nigerianpoet #igbowriter #igbopoetThinking Me...
I searched my heart today,
Pulling out the latent obvious
I Flung caution to the trash
& stared into the peep my eyes
There it was, a beautiful middle finger
Beautifully, saying hi to your thoughts & perceptions of me
Your gimmicks & pranks
Your rides & wild lead that I may chase,
Laughing out loud
I stand proud of who I am
Who I have become
& who I will emerge to be
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kannu1701
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de_ife_7
17w
FOREVER
It's been a long time coming,
sanctify your mind from dark beckoning.
Grey huts stand tiredly in the heat of Sahara.
Brown and brown, tell it to a clown.
If forever was ten thousand years, then few more days till eternity, face to face.
there shall be no moaning of the sea,
Shout out of poetic insinuation.
Blind eyes see clearer in the night, night of majestic elegance.
A battalion of bats of battle,
swarm the blue sky carelessly.
Today or tomorrow, today or no more. Adios.
©de_ife_7 adeifeoluwaalo@gmail.comPhoto By Giorgio Trovato on Unsplash1 0
Grace
Scales did fall as lightening from the sky,
accompanied by whispers of the night.
A visit innocently insinuated,
but of the fascinating ambience of galaxy,
blessed is the man, gifted a seat of honor.
A seat of honor, for the penitent heart.
grace and mercy, faith and no doubt.
the moon did speak, a tale of freedom; the liberty of a bird.
blessed is the keeper, above the casual hearer.
A precious gift,
something to remember one with.
From the esteem of a graceful mind.
Tell the tales but of fine feet.
Blessed is a friend, who didn't suffer alone to abide.Photo By Charles Deluvio on Unsplash8 0
alpavlo_inc
26w
Read MoreBe weary of fair weather friends,
They are deadlier than foes...
#writer #writerscommunity #writersden #writersnetwork #nigerianpoets #nigerianwriters #thoughtz #truth #wordz #poetrycommunity #love #writersclub #poetryclub #writersconnect #writers #africanwriters #africanpoetsThoughtz
Be weary of fair weather friends,
They are deadlier than foes...
©alpavlo_incPhoto By Joe Samuel on Unsplash9 0
In choosing...
It is easy to choose the packaged and refined version of anyone.
It is easy to choose a flower in it's blooming phase.
And it's effortless to choose a butterfly if you never witnessed it's struggles as a larva.
©liz_ogbe8 0
de_ife_7
35w
The cross on the Hill.
Tear drops of the night,
gracefully fall in the laps of craving leaves,
If it were dew drops of illumination,
of necessity, shall it be, bliblical.
Urgent sunrays of solemn Sunday,
prides itself along the streets of heaven.
If it were sunrays of raw gold,
compulsorily, the emergence of supernal abode.
On the hill there's a cross.
Every inch of witnessed nature,
it's certainty doth it breath.
Of awe, mansions within houses.
If it were not so...
©de_ife_7 @adeifeoluwaalo@gmail.com
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liz_ogbe
39w
Read MoreAnd so we pray....
#Writer #Writersconnect #Writersnetwork #Todayquote #MiraquilwritersThere are two kinds of prayers...
The prayers you say sitting or standing upright,
With well articulated grammars,
And well arranged words.
Then there's another kind of prayer....
The type you pray with your voice shaking from pains you can't articulate.
The type you pray on soaked pillows,
And wet floors.
The Prayers that are loud and silent at the same time.
The type where only your heart speaks,
But your lips remain sealed.
The type of prayers that ascend from your heart to the ears of God only.
Sigh....
__________
©liz_ogbe5 0
Do not let their opinions be your prison.
Do not let their Validations be your handcuffs.
Break free my love.
©liz_ogbe7 1
Before the world come to an end
I will keep on doing what really matters -
To be with you
You who I cherish the most
In my dreams and in reality
Your love is too good for me
©writer_noble13 1 2
"I want to love!"
A ray of light sneaked in through the window,
"I want to love, I want to love"
As audible as my ears could avail me.
I wasn't sleeping, was I dreaming?
Let's make meaning out of this,
light can make sounds, but it's far fetched, certainly not of this world, for her to speak. Not just words, but those of eternal meaning; "I want to love".
Perhaps I'm being shallow, perhaps she's waiting, just perhaps she listens too. Well, dear light, errr... love is uncertain, I marvel, your choice of uncertainty is unlike the assurance that follows your speed. You never think twice.
"I want to love!"
Ahh this is funny, keep quiet now, or wait, what? Okay what is love?
Love is beyond words,
true, an aberation to unleavened affection.
What can I say?
What do I know?
I want to love!
©de_ife_7 adeifeoluwaalo@gmail.com9 1
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kannu1701
Dear writer,
We read your creations, they are very unique. We would like to invite you to participate in our new book. The book will be published with your name and copies of it will also be given to you.
for more information contact.
Thank you
Insta - kanis.hkasharma420
Mail : kkshaarma732@gmail.com
liz_ogbe
42w
Read MoreDon't stop trying...
#Writersconnect #Writersnetwork #quoteoftheday #miraquillreaders #miraquillwriters #storytellerLong walks
Come....
Take a walk down these dark paths.
Even if you have to walk alone,
Let love be your guide.
Come....
Take a thousand step and a thousand more
Towards the door that unravels your hopes and dreams.
And when you reach the door,
Let not fear keep you from knocking.
Knock hard I say, knock.
With your knuckles sore, knock.
With your legs quivering knock.
And when the doors finally opens up but leads nowhere,
Dust off your weariness darling and keep walking.
For one day, these pointless steps And long walks,
will lead to beautiful destinations.
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liz_ogbe
42w
Read MoreLife as we know it!
#writersconnect #writersnetwork #miraquillwriters #quoteofthebestdayLife is somewhat a scripted journey,
With the entire universe as our stage,
And every scene predestined.
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©liz_ogbe
