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In clusters or alone we stay Eyes Locked on our idea of the way We don't blink, we don't move Only stare Needing not to miss a heartbeat It began as an interest But now it holds great importance A part of our very existence A companion, a besfriend A necessity, a need We've made it to be I see it everywhere It has gradually taken over I agree that it helps But also it destroys And we don't seem to see Because we've chosen to be blind It really is an addiction A call for rehabilitation O generation of today Even if it's only for a day Please put down thy phones Okay , so who guessed this poem was about phone while reading it. I know you didn't. Phones could be very addictive, I'm a living testimony. For some months, my phone was bad and that was when I realised that I actually had a real life addiction. It was bad. I felt alone, like my best friend had died, everyday if I met with a friend that had a phone, I'll borrow it ...

My Tenathon daily challenge

September 17, 2019

First off, this daily challenge was sponsored by the poets and writers at www.talemongers.com *Themes for each day* *Day 1:* Sins of the past *Day 2:* That cold night *Day 3:* Forever's promise *Day 4:* Thoughts of you *Day 5:* Kaleidoscope *Day 6:* Misplaced feelings *Day 7:* Philosopher's stone *Day 8:* Mood *Day 9:* Author's choice *Day 10:* Ode to life Day1: SINS OF THE PAST She stole She cheated She lied She cried She gave up On all On us As a whole But I won't do same I'll overlook her sins For that is in the past Her sins of the past And I forgave Still trying to forget Still she'll never know Because she gave up on life Now who'll sin for her The day after tomorrow? Day2: THAT COLD NIGHT Drip drip drip The water dripped He sat by my side And I tended to his furs My first best friend To live without would be hard Drip drip drip Outside, it drizzled Normal...

Closure

April 08, 2020

Maracci looked at Chidinma with her cup of tea held with both of her hands. Of course her beautiful friend was dressed in a black hanging top accompanied by a red short skirt. "Have you interviewed him? What did he say about us?" Chidinma chewed on her finger nails because she was nervous. Maracci shook her head, she had to be professional, at least until she's done with interviewing her friend. "Chidinma," Maracci said softly. Chidinma looked up, her little Asian-like eyes seemed bigger in that moment. "You're here for an interview and I can't be unprofessional and show you his. You'll see his answers when the article is over and published so sit down on my couch and be responsive." Chidinma rolled her eyes but still rested on the couch crossing her legs in the process, "I'm listening miss." Her tone was sarcastic but maracci didn't care, she just needed to get the interview done with. She crossed t...