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Chapter One: Tale of Two Cities by By Charles Dickens
Tale of Two Cities By Charles Dickens CHAPTER I. The Period It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it w…
Tale of Two Cities By Charles Dickens CHAPTER I. The Period It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it w…
My Beauty is My Doom _____Part 5 The End of Adunni's Tale of love - February 07, 2017 I am _Adunni_ The chi…
My Beauty is My Doom____Part 4 The Whispers of Segilola That is the sad tale of Queen Wuraola The most beautifu…
My Beauty is My Doom_____Part 3: The Murder of Queen Wuraola - February 07, 2017 " _Adunni_ _Child of Segi…
My Doom is My Beauty_____Part 2 Adunni and the Spirit Bird - February 07, 2017 In the forbidden forest I could …
My Beauty is My Doom____Part 1: Adunni to the Sacred Groove - February 07, 2017 I am *Adunni* The daughter of _…
From that sad unknown depth Where he had drowned so much In the wreckages of his broken mind He found life He …
TRAILING IN THE SHADOW Part 2 of 5 His mind wandered back To the simple days of childhood When he once loved l…
TRAILING IN THE SHADOWS Part 1 of 5 Walking down the busy street Forgetting the scorching sun And the hot breez…
I AM AN ADDICT Part 6 Defeated!!! The harder I fall The higher I must rise being battered makes me better
I AM AN ADDICT Part 5 Is there no winning Where giants had fallen? I bask in the fury Where angels are doomed
I AM AN ADDICT Part 4 I tossed my life to the wind It vanished and never returned
I AM AN ADDICT Part 3 Can you feel the wings of the soaring eagle Riding on the winds of twilight?
I AM AN ADDICT PART 2 This sail is bound for hell I can see the river steep yonder But I'm helpless in th…
I AM AN ADDICT PART 1 I've been in hell that you know nothing of Tears are for mortals My soul cries with blood…
Dunga! Dunga! Dunga! How many times did I call you? Do not wait Until your bones become flakes of dust in its grave …
They will never know The ruin their wicked hands had done On the destiny of this world For every young soul that dep…
That morning when the shriek cry of mama Pierced the peace of a weird dawn Asueke stood by my bed Shaking my legs wi…
Fate has led the way Over many a thousand hills To become an hermit in a hut In this forbidden enclave Neighboured …
My sail was calm on the shoulders of the night I stood on the wings of those quiet hours I saw visions of bright ho…
"This same place where out path did cross We will meet again There and then We shall drink the liquor of lust…
A dusty path had led me here Across the Niger to the banks of Benue Forgetting the miles and mountains behind This …
The Lingering Scent of Fakindi War "During the days of Akimba Things were different Boys travel down to the sacred…
This is Destiny When it was three days Before Sosa festival Bambili invited me to his room He sat on his old wooden bed…
Idylls of Love ___Part 4 (Has Time done this Injustice?) "I've heard too many weird stories About the yonder c…
Idylls of Love ___Part Two (The Last Tryst ) Could it be love That placed your face everywhere I turned? Could it be l…