SAW FOR TODAY BY MIDE BENEDICT

There are certain things you won't find in the world; another you tops the list...

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Change is the most constant thing, even when you think otherwise, you realise, something really has changed which is your ability to acquire a brilliant sense of perception, acceptance of reality and truth.

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No story is worth to be untold; set it on the road and let it to the world: by the world, it may be your sister, your brother, friend or partner... Let the world know your world through words

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Creativity without opportunity is create-stiff-veet-ty. We all need a megaphone....

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TWO WATERS by Mide Benedict

When two stones meet, they say, either one breaks the other, or they both break into pieces, but when two waters mix, they become one, and inseparable: so was the way it went for Akanji and Aduke. The day was bright at that time. The light of the sun shinned through the clouds, covering large fields of grasses and making them appear very radiant in their green skins. Akanji had kept it in mind for long: his heart pierced him badly that he knew that day was the day he would regain his freedom. Aduke, an elegant lady with vibrant smiles, enormous charms that made men melt on sighting her, sat beside Akanji as they usually did everyday. Many men have dreamt of Aduke in the night when they snoozed in bed with snores. In fact, many wanted to have her as something; be it wife, mistress or whatever just to have a taste of her, but the more they spoke to her, the more she ...

God and The Snail: Poetry For Some One Lost Soul

Sometimes it feels Like all is done, That this life of ours Is caught in deadly thorns: From where we cry for help in a land Where to have ears is a great taboo! But in all these... we remember...

Mute by Mide Benedict

That Friday, everyone was spitless, yet it felt as if we spoke all at once in fading tones. Adiza, Halimat's sister wore it differently, her eyes, blood red, her tongue, twisted. Mine was twisted too. Halimat laid right there, silent and unmoving; each gaze at her drove tears out of my eyes.

Temple of Words

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