…not because it’s Valentine (a poetic Love Note)

High heels (a poem)

I used to be that girl loafing around in loafers I used to be that girl low, in the lowest heels I used to be that girl that others passed by Men and women alike in their high heels It takes courage to walk in high heels Watch your fears take to flight as your …

Celebrating World Teachers’ Day.

Who is a teacher? A teacher is a trainer A leader, a mentor A teacher is a guide A guard, a pointer A teacher would have been a carpenter but chose to drill in knowledge like nail to wood. A teacher would have been a tailor but chose to weave wisdom like thread to cloth. …

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 …

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 …

The inferno.

A father coming home from a long trip A mother making haste to get her kids A brother ‘lapping’ his sister at the hind of a ‘Danfo’ Two lovers caught in traffic whispering sweet nothings A baby sleeping soundly strapped to a car seat An inferno ambushing them snuffing out their lives with inextinguishable heat …