Peace (a poem)

A terrifying tranquility extinguishing explosions Silencing sounds of shots Cries of freedom tears of joy blotting out blood stains of war Ushering in peace. ©Zizywrites #poetry

Amazing Grace (a poem).

AMAZING GRACE. Dragged in – guilty and ashamed naked and exposed shattered and displaced embarrassed and disgraced Condemned to death! Afraid!! Walked out – vindicated and bold clothed and shielded whole and defended mended and restored honoured and lifted Opportune to live again! Redeemed!! “Stone her! ” “Stone her!! ” the eerie sound of condemnation …

FEAR (a poem)

I sat down by the river bank casting my cares Thinking about my deepest fears Feeling like I've been pierced by a thousand spears And being chased by a million bears I closed my eyes and broke into tears Wishing that this crazy feeling didn't catch me unawares I felt like danger was approaching near …

4 quick facts about Ebube the budding young writer.

1. Ebube started writing at eleven. She started by writing a book titled “THE HEROINES” but unfortunately it got missing before she could complete it. 2. Ebube writes by picking up her pen and letting her imagination take hold of her. Generally, she writes about life, making a difference and development but most of her …

Meet Ebube the budding young writer.

As a writer, my dream has always been to help budding young writers by coaching, grooming, mentoring and showcasing their talent. Also, I hope to have an academy to teach them how to sharpen their skills and use them for profit. Well, until then this is me doing the little I can. Last time, I …

The little things (4)

As I approached the CRV, my eyes widened and my jaw dropped in disbelief. The shirt of the elegant looking man had been ripped apart and his suit was hanging on one shoulder. The fabulous woman - his wife - was being yanked away forcefully from him and dragged to a corner while the children …

The little things (3)

The traffic light turned green and all the cars zoomed off. All of a sudden, the engine of our car went out. The drivers behind us started blaring their horns impatiently. Tochi kept his calm. He turned the key continuously, attempting to start the engine of the car, yet to no avail. Beads of sweat …

The little things (2)

Last Sunday, as Tochi drove the vehicle to church, it kept jerking vigorously and making a clanking sound. I feared that the tyres might give way or the engine might just fall out of place. At times, the engine revved in an unusual manner while other times, it slowed down on its own. Tochi kept …

The little things (1)

I dread Sundays. It's usually an awful day of the week for me. Okay….Maybe that came out wrong, but I mean it. Don't get it twisted. I totally love everything about church; from the pulpit to the pews- the prayers, praises, sermon, congregation- EVERYTHING! However, I'd rather go to church in anything but my husband’s …

NO! MAYBE? YES!

My mind swings Like a pendulum Should I? Should I not? Can I? Can I not? What if? What if not? Maybe? Maybe not? My heart bangs Racing like a horse on track I should try- Perhaps not! I can try- Perhaps not! What if I try- Perhaps not! Maybe I should try- I should …