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Thoughts on Depression
The English dictionary defined depression as a state of mind producing serious, long-term lowering of enjoyment of life or inability to visualize a happy future. Many people experience this on a daily basis. Depression sucks out the joy and life from an individual even when the person is still living. Honestly, I think being sad…
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Anyanwu Ututu m (My Morning sun)
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The song of a Shepherd
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Thoughts: Africa
Don’t be overwhelmed by what you see. Stay calm in the raging storm Life has not been fair to many people. Sometimes, it is easy to imagine from a safe part of the world how people survive in war-torn, disaster- or disease-stricken areas of Africa. We wake up to different news each morning. Economic reports…
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August Night Poems
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Tiv Princess
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Three songs of the Night: The Shepherd’s Tale, a Star and Stinginess
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Thoughts on Loneliness 3
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Thoughts on Loneliness 2
Introverts often see themselves as a threatened species. What I mean is that they feel overwhelmed in crowds and often misbehave in such environments. I, for instance, can relate to this. I feel so consumed and inadequate when I’m in a crowded place. I won’t say this is about less self-confidence, but seeing a lot…
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Titan
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When love is wicked
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Your smile
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The Flock
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Dear Rendezvous
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Love Song
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Colors, the First part
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Wealth of Summer
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Diligence
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A Tale of The Wild Woods 3: Summer Returns
And when the beautiful summer happened to come… Upon the glades and vales of the wildwoodsThe Mountain stood quietly by the forest sideSniffing the sweet smell come from fresh growing flower shrubsThe happy birds come flying back homeFollowed by all pretty insects and the boar herdThe skies are tinted with blue skirmishSometimes it seemed it…
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Thoughts on Loneliness
Being lonely is by no means a wrong or painful venture. It doesn’t suggest that someone is unwanted in the society or is running the isolationist policy. Infact, being lonely most times creates the atmosphere for self reflection, for self discovery and for quiet times. Some times we hear introverts say a lot about loving…
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Obedience
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Memories built on You
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The Travelers Tale
Traveling out of the city to find some solace, Passing through forests and undulating hills, And through grasslands and indigenous settlements To the countryside, where exists true connection, The ever green forests stretched out with the curvy roads Guiding the driver, who seemed to be awed by the scenery Up the skies, hawks scaled the…
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Palm wine
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My Shoes (They fit me alone) by Franklin Onuoha
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What Love can do
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You can win
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Happy birthday to me
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Let’s dance in the Rain
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Cheerful Friends
Cheerful friends are much more, They contribute to our happiness And joy through their benevolence Memories of their actions Bring warm feelings and always soft, So we feel secure with their thoughts Cheerful friends are like young tendrils They grow with love and are selfless Even in one’s grief, they bond to purchase When our…
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Fatigue
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Muse: To the end of the Day
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Greatness
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Rising Sun
1 I peered through my window pane The morning sun rose radiantly And from a distant plane A smile appeared so glowingly 2 Alas the golden sun arrives trifle shy With the clouds she sailed Growing above the valleys and heights And upon all who on Earth dwelled *** Commentary: This piece is a collaboration…
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Tradition: Breaking the Igbo Kola nut 2 (Iwa oji Igbo)
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Muse: The rains and wet clay
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Lust
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Nnem (My Mother)
Nnem oma, my sweet mother My best friend! Onyem, m ji eme onu Daada! Thinking of you Gives me great joy! My first love, my creator! Ina enyem obi anuri, Ina akasim obi, I can not quantify this joy You are my blessing Nkechinyerem! Learn Igbo language here. *** Commentary: I think everyone should be…
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Muse: Piece of me
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In the Beginning
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Love enough for me
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Morning sun
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Global warming
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A Tale of the Wild Woods: Cold world
When the last winter snow melted Several things had changed The tree leaves had less dew And the tree roots hid in the sand The skies were dark blue, Drawing images of floating clouds Few birds came sailing through the sky Larks, Swallows, Parrots and Cuckoos Danced in the clear skies And from the mist,…
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End of the day