Live Life To The Full Time Is Short.
People spend their time wondering why do people die time is short.
You say when I grow up I will do this ,I will have this ,have it now time is short.
Enjoy life to the full.
Children obey your parent because there will be a time you won't see them for time is Short.
Parents honor your children because there is always be a time you will cry for Time is short.
They say when I grow up I will do this ,do it now time is short.
Many live their lives not knowing that life is a race ,don't give up, time is short.
Life is short .like you Drive you something like water don't stop because Life comes with challenges but you have to face them.
Written by : OKEIBUNOR AFOMACHUKWU.
(July 18,2025)
Jul 21, 2025
Jul 21, 2025 at 5:00 AM UTC
The best never finishes!
Yesterday was good, today is better and tomorrow will be best.
And yet bests never finishes for tomorrow is an expectations with creeds to happen.
Each day births a newness with promises and deeper hopes.
We sojourn today for tomorrow’s journey.
Sojourning to journeying with vigorous renewals to hope again .
We dare dream again
We dare hope once more and we dare believe for the best never finishes.
Jun 23, 2025
Jun 23, 2025 at 10:35 AM UTC
MEN! Giants and Roaring Lions.
Your ‘Roars’ will never die.
And your Breast will always drip with milk, African!
Oh God! Teach me sulking skills and impact in me the skills to Dispense your given oil like theses MEN!
May 30, 2025
May 30, 2025 at 8:51 PM UTC
A peep at the clouds
A dance with the moon
A view of the skies
A berth in the sun
A flash of the blues
A soak in the rain
A wave of the breeze
A cheer(s) with the lips
A life flow of the spirit
A health to our souls
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Of these celestial harmony
Oh! Terrestrials………..
Dance, glo, wave & cheer up
In this ballet of time
The rhythm of the hearth;
Our soul’s joy
The mindscape at peace
A display on our faces.
Dec 9, 2024
Dec 9, 2024 at 2:10 AM UTC
In the beginning
I am branded the hope of there expectations
At my birth, divinations attest to it
And libations gave seal to this fact.
My dexterity,training and experiences affirm it
For I lighten the world as a medical doctor
Shaking the earth with my appointment at the state government Hospital; “He is our son, a great son,I weaned him at birth”
“Yes,I remembered him, he use to run around necked”
“And cry on our way to the stream.”
Such was the echoes of the joy and solidarity in there voices.
But here I am mangled in diversity of ill-treatments. Not I but the system.
Surforcating and subjugating the hope that liven them; Headace, fever, stillbirth, no drugs, fake drugs, vomiting,
More death,------------------- the list is endless.
The healer needs healing, for the torch bearer is in-search of light
This is the crossroad of there faith that was not
In the beginning.
Dec 9, 2024
Dec 9, 2024 at 2:07 AM UTC
The sun light in purple flare peeps through the bamboo starks, its stripes in stride of leaves bubble at the hissing sounds of a conceal long belt-like tread bidding its time to hit its target and as well defend itself.
And Like the cobra the chameleon dodges between the blistering colors of the bamboo yellow and it’s straying green for dear life.
And minding the dance of the Hunter and the hunted; the cobra and the chameleon, is the hulk hovering in the distance sky in colors and shades as the hen gathers its chicks.
At the teak bush of my Ezi the blue sky lines with the departing sunlight in silk white and gold gives hope of a life from that of the pre and predators in today’s world.
The conqueror is also the conquered, a true testament that the sky is an open hall but our starting points.
Nov 17, 2024
Nov 17, 2024 at 11:03 AM UTC
Memories...!
All we have to cherish.
All we have left to share.
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Sweet lullaby dots the night
And dawn begets a new day
A new hope to begin again
Morning sun bristles this hope
The very hope we are all alive to.
We are the old wine with great taste gorging down the throats of loved ones
Reminiscences of great exploits and journeys in time past.
Our flights,fights,fears,victories and hopes
The very experiences we share cannot be taken away from us
We're lights to shine and brighten one anothers paths with enlivened memories in time and space.
Molding a happier world.
Nov 1, 2024
Nov 1, 2024 at 4:30 AM UTC
We are artists.
We trip on humor lane and comic avenue as spices.
Comic is elevating but not everything is comical.
our word tour on lines are fire at times misunderstood
Misunderstandings have consequences.
Like our choices we live with them.
Let's be JUST CAREFUL.
And care we must take
As we commune to travel safe in this voyage of words craft.
Art is spiritual.
Oct 23, 2024
Oct 23, 2024 at 9:30 PM UTC
We will take back our country
From you unreligiously religious extremist
The veil of blindness is slacken with see through holes
We see your unbookish interpretaions.
We will take back our country
From you saints and sent
Emissaries and missionaries of deceptions,
Emitting venoms and vapor as charity
From you crooked agents and allies
Unagents of corporations, of cohabitions and CSO's
Infiltrating souls to condemnations
We will take back our country
Yes! We will!
We will take back our country
From you poluticians and salesmen
Self serving,self fishing bigot
In the mucky waters of politics.From you
Despots,cronies and servants. Yes!We will.
From you tradesmen , tribesmen and heardsmen
Your stench stales the air
politelyPolluting the polity
Violently voiding our unity.
We will take back our country
Yes! we will!
We will take back our country
From you facelessbook and Twitter mongers
Canversers of hatreds and mockers
Mediocre psych of lost spheres .
Instantly graving grams of unpictureable
Images of gory and decapitations
DisWhatsapping occasions and languages of war,
UnLinkedIn inseparable bias to languish.
Disnetworking observations and comments
From juggled questions Google cannot answer
With attitudes of unlovable likes and dislikes.
We will take back our country
Yes! we will!
Oct 18, 2024
Oct 18, 2024 at 1:26 PM UTC
Light peeping tunels of darkness
Flickers through timesapes and timeshares of our varied dreams
In ages we ebb to time and edge to death friendship stays to save.
Sep 26, 2024
Sep 26, 2024 at 7:49 PM UTC