CROSSROADS….

Hello fam!! So a couple of days ago, I saw a movie and a question was asked in one of the scenes which i found quite interesting. So I’m throwing this question to ya’ll;Assuming you are in a room with ten people who are asleep and you kinda know that there’s no getting out of that room alive for anyone of you. Do you wake the other ten up to at least try to fight for their lives or you let them just sleep to death?? ​I’m looking forward to your responses please…*smiles.


You can just drop them in the comment boxes below… Go on!!

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KNOTS AND BASKETS

I lay on my bed, entertained by the dancing of words on the screen of my device

Mesmerized by the creativity of the word smith
Manipulating simple words just like dry raffia palm fonds

Spinning them with such delicacy and originality in artistry

Entranced as I watch the dry raffia words transformed into a beautiful piece of an African basket

Oh how I love the beauty of poetry, the uniqueness that’s African

The words I write, I understand not

Pardon me if they sound naught

My mind is just wound up in inspiring knots

Unashamed, being woven alongside into the word basket, I guess, is my lot

Pearl.
Good evening family.. I happened to stumble upon the post in the link below and somehow inspired the poem above… You can check it out.. It’s good I promise… 

http://wp.me/p3G1Id-ER

Photo credits: google images

NATURE……BEAUTY

I close my eyes as I lay down and let myself be transported

On the wheels of nature

Taking a deep breath, I inhale the rich scent of the raw earth

Letting the coolness of the evening dew mist over my face.

I listen to the rustling of the leaves above and the chirping of the birds in the trees

Slowly I open my eyes to behold the wonders of the night sky

Stars so bright –oh how they twinkle

Scattered yet arranged in an orderly fashion

A bright perfect crescent, warmly illuminating the earth

Casting beautiful shadows over the earth

Somewhere distant, I hear the trickling of water along a path I assume

I shiver as the night cold seeps into my skin, a smile forming on my face as I wonder and ask-

Question why I never saw this –the perfect beauty of nature

Surely, it must be visible, yet hidden to many who expect such beauty to come with a price tag

Forgetting, like I almost did, that the best things in life are free……

…….Pearl

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