POEM: REGRETS- By Grace Banda
She thought he was the one, her heart’s desire,
A love that would last, a burning fire.
But he was just a lie, a deceitful game,
He played with her heart and brought her shame.
She thought they shared a bond, a connection true,
Because they’d both been hurt and broken in two.
She thought…
POEM: Chronicles of A Love Affair
Chronicles of A Love Affair
It was the first time we made eye contact
The intrinsic initiation of our blossoming love
The beginning of an authentic romance enriched with compassion and friendship, resulting in it being sealed in the form of a devotional contract
Its purity was as brighter and whiter than a…
Aborting a Future: The Betrayal
As I reflect on my past, I realize my journey has been marked by moments of lust, anger, and pain. It began when I left for university after a vacation, stepping into a world filled with temptation and choices I wasn’t prepared for.
I found myself drawn to various handsome…
Embracing Salvation: A life changing encounter
As I continued on my journey after my failed relationship with Brian, I began to feel a deep sense of emptiness inside. I tried to fill it with entertainment, parties, and food, but nothing seemed to satisfy me. I felt lost and alone, like I was wandering through a…
Empowerment and dedication
My name is Aisha Abdulraheem Bamidele, and I am based in Kano State, Nigeria. I am the founder of the Aisha Women’s Rise Foundation, an organization dedicated to empowering young girls, women, and even boys with skills that can help them achieve financial independence. Over the years, I have…
I Will Survive, I Will Rise – Poem By Makanakaishe Gunda
I may be brought to my knees,
But I am not weak.
Though tears may fall from pain,
Frustration, and disappointment,
I will rise with a proud smile,
Filled with fulfillment, peace, and strength.
I may stumble and fall,
But I am not a failure.
Failure is not defined by falling
It’s about staying down.
And I refuse to…
The Unexpected Turn
A writer’s pen was my heart’s desire,
To weave tales and make words conspire,
But parents’ wishes, a different path chose,
A nurse’s care, my soul’s repose.
Yet fate had other plans, it seemed,
For business management, my skills beamed,
A different dream, a new design,
A journey unexpected, yet mine.
Though words still whisper in my…