This evening, the good kind of sun is out, an invisible envelope filled with warmth. A kind of sun you can close your eyes and direct the whole…
Creative
Life’s Inevitable End. (A poem)
Life’s inevitable end. Here, Trees that once stood mighty,Tall and green, made others envy, Now brown and fallen. Petals which once bloomed in my gardenNow dried and lifeless.Their colours unrecognizable.Stalks which…
The Boy Who Was Raised As a Dog – Book Review
“The boy who was raised as a dog”. The title of this book is abstract. Should I say it’s superficial because it’s not really conveying the actual story.…
In The Silence — Entwined
You are loved, regardless. Your swaying trunks, like a gentle breeze, muse me. Your delicate leaves comfort me; I wonder how strong you could be, yet your strength…
Did I Really Cause This?
Waking up to see a new day is supposed to be a joy/give a sense of comfort and freshness I guess, but this was not my case. Going…
There Is Love At Home
You stared at the lovers walking right in front of you and hissed. “Yeye love!” You muttered under your breath. It was just a few minutes past 7…
Medivoice Meets Ibraheem Tajudeen Esq. A.K.A.Mandela. “We Write to Set Things Right”
We write to set things right. Dear readers, guess who we have here today- Mandela. We are delighted to have another amazing writer whose pen dances as its…
My Own Dilemma
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