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 I have been interested in creative and technical writing for about three years now. I have several works including: poetry, success stories, short stories, novels and scripts. I also do some fictional success stories for pleasure.
I have designed few websites including content and I would love an opportunity (volunteer, part time) to explore my writing skills further.
Interests: Technical and Creative writing, poetry, short stories, novel, and script writing
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MY ACCOMPLISHMENTS:
- BSc. Information Technology
Member, IAAP
Several unpublished works including poetry and short stories
African Magazine (underway!)
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MY NEWS:
are you interested in freelance writing for an International magazine? would you be particularly interested in a Magazine set to explore the various issues facing Africans and how they can be solved? if you are interested in this worthwhile venture, kindly contact me ASAP!!!
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MY FAVORITE LINKS:
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MY RESIDENCE INFO:
City: Abuja
State/Country: Nigeria
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BOOKS PUBLISHED:
The Whips of Love....
I tried to understand but couldn’t
I tried to comprehend but how could I?
There was a time, not too long ago
All seemed so clear, so vivid, I could swear
I tried to tell you, I tried, but you wouldn’t
Like they say :the whips of love, the ecstasy of being loved
Like the whips of a controlling shepherd
It beats, it whips, it does all and all it could I swear it did to you
how could I blame you for all that happened
how could I when I was instrumental to it all
never there to cuddle you with my arms
to treat you nice cause that’s what you deserved
no! you didn’t deserve what she did to you
from the blues she appeared with wings like a bird
with wings so distinctly built for the escape
she made sure you were consoled with her presence
maybe more of her whips not the love she showed
she knew perfectly how to get you under control
all I was tired of doing she did with so much ease
making sure you had no other means of escape
remember how I called your mobile phone on several days
you wouldn’t even pick or return my very many calls
I couldn’t blame you so I continued and persisted all the same
And didn’t stop until I had no more strength to continue
Then she knew that the sea was calm and the scene was set
And what perfect time for her well thought attack
She toiled with your emotions and mine too
Made us but tools of love using the whips of her womanhood
How could I blame all that happened on you
We were both victims you would say
But I am not only a victim but I will also be
The Victoria with a well thought through counter attack
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