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Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 7:26pm On Mar 07, 2017 |
Endeee:i know wats happening here... Lol. Thanx |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 7:27pm On Mar 07, 2017 |
Finally lemme come and continue as we have gracefully entrred page 3. |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Endeee: 7:45pm On Mar 07, 2017 |
let's continue |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 2:01pm On Mar 08, 2017 |
So, its like this, let me make a point clear concerning the JAMB error. My JAMB result carries a 33 year age and in reality I'm 10 years younger. Secondly, don't mind the length of the addiction poem. If you've ever been addicted to anything, then you can relate. After this piece, i stumbled on my SS1 Literature Notebook again and i got interested in do doing a Sonnet. Not like i would be good in this new travail but i just wanted to try it and i knew that a Sonnet is a poem of fourteen lines. Much later, I realised that there were a lot i did not know about Sonnet. For instance, a Sonnet had to be in two parts; an eight-line conflict and a six-line resolution plus the eight-line conflict (the Octave) had to have a rhyme scheme of 'abba abba' and the six line resolution (Seztex) had to have a ryhme scheme of 'cde cde'. But to be frank this so-called Sonnet of mine was a disaster. Yet, its still part of my poetic expression so i though 'why discard it?' I only hope that someday sometime i am going to make a better Sonnet but in the present here is the bladadash of a Sonnet i constructed. Poem 12 Many, there are in number Who seek to leave behind in honour Their footprints; here and there, on the sands of time So that they shall always and always be talked of, And never ever indeed be waved off. But I though, I do seek indeed To leave my prints of foot, not on sand, no But on paper, yes. With an ink flowing nonstop. And with words played upon with pun And an imagery just right for the mind eyes to see. For i know that very strong words can stop Even stiff hearts with pain. So, i seek just to be remembered with my pen in my hand] 05:01:2017 The next day, i felt like composing a romantic poetry and somehow i stumbled across the Songs of Solomon and that intercourse gave birth to this Poem 13 [b]I want to sing a love song Such like Solomon singing Song of Songs, With expressions of affections For a girl, that dark dear one of his, That Shulammite girl. But this love song, this very love song of mind, Is for my dear one; my dearly dearly beloved. Look, you are handsome. So truly handsome. Your eyes, those set of diamonds locked in crystal clear Iris, Yor hair, in its true africaness is oh! So dark and dim. Your teeth, as radiant as the night stars, they glow Your lips, oh heavens, thick as leather they are yet my soul they carrass with so much desire. You draw me, very nearer to you With every breathe of my lungs from me. You are to me, like the tower of David, Built-in and around with the shields of mighty men There and about, for protection; my protection. My darling, my darling How truly handsome u are to me. I am asleep but my heart is awake Because you have captured my heart With just a glance of your eyes Shot straight at my chest So that i fell With such a great fall And my defenses came melting down Like melting snow In Summer's Sunny heat. Kisses to you my love For you have altogether become Everything i hold and desire In this world and out To the moon and back. Indeed You have become to me Like proverbs were In the lips of Solomon, That Solomon King of Canticles. [b] 06:01:2017. 2 Likes |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 3:29pm On Mar 08, 2017 |
And so this exciting writing fire that had ignited just after the NYSC Service kaput kept on burning as following same gusto and grace, three days later, i was able to compose six different pieces. Men and women of the Federal Republic of Nigeria, i was able to compose six poetries consecutively. Oh thank you, thank you. You are far so kind but enough of the applaude already. This, to me, was a major hit back to back. So here we go with poems 14-19 14 Look behind please. Not behind you but behind these veils of mine, And do tell please Do i not look broken? And weak? And fragile? And do i not also deserve care? But you fear To draw near Mostly because you hear Words about me, mostly, probably, unfair And then you become so stuck there Disliking and hating me here. But truth be told, If only, just if only You would choose to come close so to know Even a bit of my unknown, That its never about pride, no But sheer shyness, oh! My dear would you love me so And help me cope So, to become better in years to come. But how on earth will you ever know? When you heard and let go so early Forgetting that i could be a baby Silently screaming To be loved and maybe, Within me praying That you stretch out your hand and your heart And make me Better than this being? So please i am begging Do look behind This mighty mask of mine And do please take my hand Into your heart. Poem 15 A poet Can but pour words. So can a lover Love her, His woman With whom men Admire. And therefore must he add fire To his romantic actions And all his words act on. Then like Bees to Honey Will her feeklings be on him Poem 16 When O When Shall that daring day come Where mine eyes shall soar with joy For the words that i have worked? This gift of mine, Where i paint words on minds With the power of mine pen? Within the crafts of mine paper? Or is this just for penniless attention That i wright to write? Poem 17 Bitter words kills faster Than a storm sinking a sailing ship. Unmerry hearts dry faster Than fine fishes fried in a fury furnace. Yet this is what the world is worth Brothers been bitter beyond better bases And hearts holding unholy hostilities at its height. Poem 18 Is this an intermission Or the end of discussion? For in my mission I dare to mention That this passing period of pause Should not be a diversion To self condemnation. No! But instead, a process to perfection Or atleast near perfection. So that that vision, That which we envision Shall come to an actualization In all its dimensions. And thus bring about satisfaction In all our ambitions. Think about it Letting go 'cus of a hitch, Isnt worth it. So, work it. Poem 19 Many a day, lazy and spent i have had Some, as fruitful as a tree in hamattan Some, as sweet as a not so ripe grape Yet, some as mind puzzling as the world is. So, in these times that i see My thought wander like the Sea. And i ponder... Yes, in my reverie i wonder, What would become of me? If i told a dozen stories in one book Like the Arabian Night? Or if i sang a hundred songs in one lifetime Like the Psalms of David? And if i cared for a thousand men in one household Like wise Solomon of the Holy book? Would i become the Eighth Wonder of the world? Would my song be sung even after my funeral? And would my love be remembered for eternity? Poetry of a wandering mind. 09:01:2017 3 Likes |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Olajay3700(m): 4:24pm On Mar 08, 2017 |
Switup: I'll like to say you write well especially when you're not rhyming. |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 6:56pm On Mar 08, 2017 |
Olajay3700:thanx for for the euphemism. I appreciate alot. |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 9:35pm On Mar 15, 2017 |
Adesina12 Shabib Samyfreshsmooth Iceprince3143 Senrino Hadampson AyamConfident Eyinibibio Logodwhiz Sleeknick (come do ur worse o. Wuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu) Dabrake... Am about rounding off. After this exploding this great oodle of oomph, there was a break. Nania Island. Blank space. Certainly very funny. But trust me that this hitch only lasted a short while as i got writing again in a week's time. I dont know if to call this a poem but It was a kind of idea or believe or assurance and i needed to put the idea into writing. In a long run I'd say the bases for this new write up is that some times in life, your attitude toward events determine what you get... Poem 20 [b]E, I, M, L,S These splotches Just alphabets, you may call them. But trust my words These splotches play but many roles in our lives. For they can be spelt to give you slime Or limes Or smile. In life though I have seen that no one has control over which he gets. But trust my words For i know That whether it be all smily Or enclapsed with limes A proud smile Can take us a step higher In life dare fire. I smile. Because yes my smile Can fight back a million limes Most when i walk through life's slime. Do you smile a smile too? [/b]27/01/2017 *************************************************************** For the first since my Writing Vow, i choose to do a scan through of this whole writing fantacy. And guess what? I had just completed number twentieth poem. Imagine that! Twenty poem coming from your One and Only. I mean, forget the cliché but i had quit writing for about four years, ignored any call to start up again and had hated poetry for what it is. But Voila, of my twenty three poem vow, i had a score. Tears rollled. I cried. Very much. Very very much as i thought of the struggles i had had trying to see if i could still write and how i far i had gone now. Well, you could tag me as one very emotional diva and maybe that's who i am or just maybe, in the very vastness of this minute life of mine iWrite. Atleast, i haven written. Even if in the process of this writting, i replace 'their' with 'there' and 'am' with 'i'm' and 'I' with 'i', i know i had satisfied my very desire to write so that some beyond my family circle would read this. Like seriously, it had been my mommy and my siblings for the previous rest of my life. So now here, as iWrite, i exhume so much joy and i am so elated as i know that you, yes you beyond my family circle is reading this. Its a big plus to my self-promoted award world. Funny right. But indeed i must say that this revivified writing i started sometime in October last year has opened up in me this new personality, a sense of achievement, a new hope, positive vibes, true accomplishment and best of all that whole feeling of completeness one gets after breaking through a rigorous wall. You never know how much of a successor you become until you take the first step. I mean even if its not the whole wide world u gain, achieving our big dreams with little baby steps leads straight up. Are you wondering where the three last poems are? Just hold on. At this point however, if you have meticulously journeyed through this soon-to-be-renamed dairy of mine till now, let me say i truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly, truly(pause) truly, truly, truly, truly, truuuuuly (dab) appreciate it. I say thank you, gracias, merci, asantesana, Imela, Sosong o, Doo, Ekushee o, Nagode as i present to you the last three of poetries, they wont have much words in the but i bet they'll most truly express my gratitude-ness to three most important personalities in my life, namely my mom(mama.d.mama, i hail. This also goes out to my loving siblings whom i never mentioned herein), my dad(whom is not at all interested in my "writy-writy" but gave me the inborn personality to smile at life and see positivity in every dimension life hits you. Daddy i love you) and finally to my most achievable team; my readers( thank you for reading boring-boring poem poem memoir). Now i say *huggs* *kisses* *atuale* *dab *double dab* *double kisses* *double huggs* *atuale big time* *one heart* *one love* Poem 21 Mommy. This isnt goint to be a poem Where i pun on words. Its just an indept way of saying Mama you do for me. You was with me day one You was with me day two And ure still with me till this day. U are my motivation My new innovation The reason iWrote And still the reason iWrite. Mama your own blessing... Na God go give you. Heart you so. Siblings of life too Poem 22 Its not a poem for you Cus no poem can poem how i feel, Sir You scream, fine But every other father screams too. Meanwhile, the way u know how to take life jejely Most truly inspires me with very much awe. How you glide and slide through life's pride Has but so much so made me a better soul. My thank you is not enough, though But i heart you so. Poem23 My baby steps... Wen i first took 'em As i strode to intercourse pen and paper And produce a baby called my story A stranger stopped by You who i know not And yes your very precious a time You spent to pet my words With your hearts open as null. What greater way shall i destribute the thank you baby-powder That is shared wen a new baby is born. No more than to say I heart y'all. Bises Kisses 3 Likes 1 Share |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 10:03pm On Mar 15, 2017 |
HITCHES In the process of compling this memoir, there times when the huddles in front of me seemed like hugh mountains and i would love to share these pains too just to let you know that no matter how deep and stuck you get in any situation, you can scale through exactly with the right positivity, the right frame and the right fight. Hitch no.1; No system I had no Laptop to type this whole piece and i can say with my life that i was scared to death to type all this with a mergre phone. But need i say more? Hitch no.2; Blank Space When i made the Writing Vow, i was having only three poems, one of which i had written many years back. But here today, permit me to say iWrite. Hitch no.3; Phone issh Nna my people charger spoit o. It just blew, just like that and there was no way i could replace the charge for the first three weeks in January because of... Hitch no.4; Finance Money was a major blow as i could be labbed as residually unemployed at the time. You know, for instance, to be online, you have to be online. You get my point? Hitch no.5; Power Supply issh You know na, normal epileptic power supply in this our Nigeria was and still is a big 'issh'. Laughing out loud Hitch no.6; Emotional Quagmire The heartbreak and disappointment from NYSC (of which i am still struggling to resolve the issue so i can join the new batch), the over-six month long prolonged illness of my bestie(babe i wish you quickest recovery abeg. I miss all our bloody gists and gossips), and the fustrations of been jobless in our dear nation all at one time or the other delayed my writing speed and also at one point or the other, broke me into shreds. But notwithstanding, iWin. Hitch no.7; Writing Material Palava Dear friend and friends, sometimes like these eh, something would hit my tiny brain and i would want to write it down immediately but people!! people!!! common biro i will not see. It will now come and be as if my village people want to cime and do 'soft werk' on my matter. But them fit? IamSwitup. And iWrite. ![]() 2 Likes 1 Share |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Hadampson(m): 1:12am On Mar 16, 2017 |
This is fascinating and remarkable.. You have make a mark for yourself, just keep up the beautiful work, very soon, your dreams will come true ![]() Kudos to you switup, you are the best ![]() CC: alamiendagash, spdazzy, harameede99, queenitee, yungtemy, angelinastto, hormobolanle, yewandequeen, dtobs, bibijay123, funmilayojummy, missperfect28, cerewo, fiyah, creeza, bibi294, ritababe, dasilver20, kajsa08, xolocious, obimgbo, donkross, oyinprince, njokunosochukwu, marianneada, yusufibrahim, chizzymaris, chumzypinky and cherrybrown |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by kajsa08: 5:56am On Mar 16, 2017 |
Hadampson: ![]() I pray hormones would lemme start all over. Thanks shuga. 1 Like |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by web24studio(m): 7:14am On Mar 16, 2017 |
Nice one 1 Like |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by SPDAZZY(f): 7:22am On Mar 16, 2017 |
Hadampson: Présent chéri 1 Like |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Nnnena(f): 8:48am On Mar 16, 2017 |
this is good keep it up dear 1 Like |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Adesina12: 9:41am On Mar 16, 2017 |
Woww!!! sweetie The sky is your starting point Keep it coming....you will get there Sweet popcorn for you 1 Like |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 12:30pm On Mar 16, 2017 |
Hadampson:thank u. Am elated. |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 12:45pm On Mar 16, 2017 |
kajsa08:babe, u for quote me na if ure refering to me... Lol. Anyways thanx . |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 12:46pm On Mar 16, 2017 |
Nnnena:thanx |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 12:48pm On Mar 16, 2017 |
web24studio:thank u |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by kajsa08: 1:10pm On Mar 16, 2017 |
Switup: lol, sleep still dey my eyes that time. oya take my thanks *e-kiss* 1 Like |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 8:12pm On Mar 16, 2017 |
Modify. Ahem... Testing da Mic 1,2. People of God, PLS lemme just use this time to scream that earlier today been the 16th of March 2017, at 07:09am, THAT THIS MEMOIR OF MIND ENTERED FRONT PAGE. FRONT PAGE PEOPLE, FRONT PAGE. Abeg lemme ask again my village people 'soft werk' reach me? ***let me exist super hero mode**** Special shout outs to Those Whom I Remain Grateful to Enfin, my blog is upcoming in less than a week's time(i hope) and i hope i see u there. One more thing I also want to express gratitude to d Mods on this forum. This wouldn't have made front page without You. Thanx |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Emeraldz(f): 10:15am On Mar 17, 2017 |
Switup this is lovely. Keep it up |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 4:05pm On Mar 17, 2017 |
Emeraldz:thanx dear |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by AlamienDagash(m): 8:42pm On Mar 17, 2017 |
Switup:Allrite ma i hold my guguru and kunu close 2me nd watch in 5D. kudos switup! more powerbanks to ur phone |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 4:46pm On Mar 18, 2017 |
AlamienDagash:lol, really? Thanx |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by dasilver20(f): 5:01pm On Mar 18, 2017 |
Hadampson:Amen and thanks a million times infact take kiss but harameede wont ......i reserve my comment |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Switup: 5:30pm On Mar 18, 2017 |
dasilver20:hi, hope uve read through ![]() |
Re: Memoir Of An Ordinary Black Girl (iWrite) by Endeee: 12:55pm On Mar 19, 2017 |
endeee don show.. hahahaha. congrt oo 1 Like |
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