Poetry, Lifestyle & Purposeful Living
The fun part about visiting a new country is trying out their food. I always make a point of eating food I’ve never had before when I get the opportunity to, even back home in Nigeria. I'm not about to name all the weird things I've eaten in this post but just so you get... Continue Reading →
I'm going to take a seat order a drink and talk to you just for a little while
Sometimes I wonder if I’m a burden if I’m fulfilling a purpose if I’m barely existing not living if I shouldn’t have quit that job or turned down that offer if I shouldn’t have used those words
Hi everyone, hope you had a creative week. As promised, I’m back with the second edition of short poems about love. There are five poems in this post, have a look and let me know which one you like/resonates with you most.
Beautiful; the adjective, is used too lightly and too often it's lost it's essence.
I read 31 books in 2018(not all books pictured), 7 books more than I did in 2017 but 4 books less than my target of 35 books. I love reading. It’s a form of escape. It’s a way to acquire vast knowledge and information. It’s also a way to grow and be a better version of yourself.
A loud bang and glass shattered all around me. “Not again” was the first thought that came to my head. I was in shock but only for a millisecond this time. I grabbed my bag from the floor, held on tight to my phone, turned my back towards them and told my brother to drive.
Our hands brushed against each other’s and I felt a startling vibration. I wasn’t sure he felt it too so I kept on walking but my heart was racing like I had been running for a minute.
we live in a strange world don't we? we can like something someone loathes and also despise something someone adores we dream about something other people will never wish for and also reject what other people hope for
I travelled to Ghana during the first week of the year for a wedding. It wasn’t my first time in Ghana as I had visited twice before. The first time I ever went to Ghana, I was in secondary school.
I've said the words "I promise" often
I see my reflection in the mirror and tears trickle down my face Am I pretty I'm not so sure Am I confident I'm not so sure
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