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POEM: BENT BY OJOR NNEKA.S

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They say I'm a woman; I bend, I don't break But driving home this evening, I wish I could, life is no piece of cake I got married to Jake, beside a shallow lake, middle east Nigeria We had a three weeks honeymoon afterwards, in USA Virginia Everything seemed like a love song on rewind; no drama, no ache no promises left vague But then things started to change, six years now. Marriage has turned to a sea of hate Did I marry a fake. I'm I being forsaken for goodness sakes I can't last a decade help me. I can't wake everyday and take this ache They say for better for worse, in the day and at night we should hold each other In sickness, in health, in the storm in the rain we should stay together No one thinks of the pain, no one else hears the thunder. No one but me, no not one sees his blunders So I open the door, I see Jake sleeping in his own alcohol I look up for peace, love or help I see none at all I walk to him, pick his coat and adjust his head on

PUZZLED CONTINUATION CHAPTER ONE PART TWO

ADA NZERIBE 5:00PM, 15 APRIL 2014 BLOCK C, ROOM 26 No one really understands my life. Schooling in prestige would be one of the most confusing things about me. I am not a privileged child like the rest of the girls in my school. You see, walking the streets of prestige all you see are million dollar bills strolling to classes, the designers wristwatches, bags, tops, shirts, skirts and gowns, the expensive weaves, the designer lip sticks and eye brow fillers, the foreign accents and pin up attitudes and if cars were allowed within the school I wonder what will be expected from prestige student. I, Adaobi Nzeribe as a human lived and grew up in the belly of Lagos state in a two bedroom flat with my mother and my little sister, Uju. Life isn’t rehersal dinners or cocktail parties for me. Life is the hard struggle to put food on the table, see her fees paid and struggle to get paid for some pocket money for me. My mom got pregnant for me out of wedlock to a married man, that was how I

SELFLESSNESS

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Good morning viewers, we at classicandreal experienced some technical difficulties and we apologize for the late posts. We will try to cover all that you have missed in this few days Growing up, I was always taught that I should be considerate. My mother called it being selfless. If I was walking and I saw a pure water sachet or something on the floor and I wasn’t the one that dropped it, I was supposed to pick it. If I was washing all the dishes in the sink, I was supposed to wash my sister’s dish as well. If I served a meal between I and my sis, my sister picked and vice versa. If my mother got us things, I and my sister took turns in picking. If it was my turn to arrange my room, I had to lay my sister’s bed as well. I had to always consider the second party; the world didn’t always have to revolve around me. It didn’t just have to be about me satisfying myself alone and I grew up with that mentality which as I picture, isn’t suitable for this world that I am in today, in our world

RELATIONSHIP TALK: WOOSPECT

In the animal kingdom, the male is the beautiful creature with the distinctive features to woo the female into mating. The male lizard is the one with the colorful skin and during mating period, it exposes itself in the sun to attract the female, The peacock is the one with the colorful feathers to spread and entice the peahen into mating, the lekking fish Rutilus has elaborate colors in his scale to woo the female into mating, the lion is the one with the mane, the cock is the one with the comb, even the male turkey is the bigger and finer gender. In the animal kingdom, the male species are the one with the attractive features to attract the female into submission. But then we move to the specie called the homo sapiens and nature seems to take an entirely different turn. Ladies take the part of the guys when compared to the lower animal kingdom. They are the ones with the attractive features to attract the males; the curves, the soft features, the tiny voice, the pretty eyes, the smo

TRUE BEAUTY BY ICHU JENNIFER

True beauty is in the way she laughs True beauty is in her eyes True beauty is how she acts True beauty is inside True beauty is unseen True beauty is only felt True beauty is not mean True beauty is herself True beauty can't be cruel True beauty is bare True beauty lies within you True beauty is always there True Beauty can't be covered with makeup True beauty means true love True beauty can't be baked up True beauty is the flight of a dove True beauty has no flaws For True beauty is all that matters after all True beauty is in 2015 And 2015 is true beauty for you. Happy N ew year

FOR HER

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She told her heart to be quiet because it’s been bothering her lately Thinking of all she wouldn’t think about mostly Wrong decisions made and a lot of mistakes too frequently Hoping on something that would never be, sincerely So she tried to question why she goes astray eagerly Doesn’t she see the signs, doesn’t her brain work perfectly? Why does she put her hand in the fire knowingly? Why does she walk on hot coal gracefully? The same story when she puts her heart out there faithfully It’s smeared, stepped on, kicked, and displaced thoughtlessly So she’s the one that’s left to be strong so she wouldn’t falter It’s her life after all and she won’t want her focus to alter So she wonders, doesn’t anyone want what’s real and genuine this days Or do people just settle for banality and mediocrity in this age Don’t they want the deep, undying the energy with all the blaze Or do they just want what’s on the surface and full of laze Should she cage herself and who she is becau

ANOTHER BLANK PAGE

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We all know a good book when we see one. We read the likes of Nora Roberts, Jackie Collins, John Grisham, and Olivia Goldsmith because these people are best selling authors. They have the right eye catching strategies to steal the crowd. They know how to put every message in a nice way and their vocabularies are perfect. They know how to make their fans wanting more at the flip of every page and the reason for this is because, before they start a book. They think, plan, and organize. No one writes a best seller without a plan, magic doesn’t happen in this world we live in. So today January 1st 2015, we are authors. And whether we like it or not, if we want this year to be a good one, we have got to have a plan. We need improvement, we cannot be the same person we were Dec 31st 2014, and we need to hunger to be better than whom we were; a better kind of good, a better kind of enthusiastic, a better kind of successful; a better kind of us. Life is for the hardcore Homo sapiens who refu