Poetry |All About War And Conflict| by Aishat O. Yusuf

February 28, 2017 TWF Editor 0 Comments

The land is quiet
Everywhere is still
People are hiding
Behind their closed doors & windows
Eyes half closed, half opened
Afraid to come out
All because of war and conflict

The land is silent in an unusual way
Birds hooting fearfully on the tree
All afraid to fly about
All because of war and conflict

Hunters are sleeping
Behind closed doors
All afraid to embark
On their hunting expedition
All afraid to shoot their guns
All because of war and  conflict

The land is quiet
People are praying
For day to break
They believe all will be well
For tomorrow is another day
And they hope they will not be in conflict forever

(C) Aishat O. Yusuf*

ARTWORK-  Henry Moore (Pinterest)

*She is a student of Hollab College, Ilorin, Nigeria, who enjoys reading and writing.

Poetry |Time Is Out| by Stephen D. D. Samuel

February 28, 2017 TWF Editor 0 Comments

Oh welcome to our midst.
A cry of a new born baby,
Welcomed by old hand,
Out of pain to a joyful day.
Growing to know more of the hazardous world,
Knowing good and bad,
Some are taught and others, not.

The new human becoming who we look unto,
Out of a poor house willing to be rich,
The rich may torment.
Self interest is a virus that can kill,
But other's interest brings cure.
Finishing school, searching for job,
Now the job is mine.
Getting married, and bearing children,
Now, i'm a man on my own.
Growing older is a must,
At the age of 60,
One must be ready
For the time may come
By Grace, I was spared,
70, 80, 90, 100, the time has not come.
When will I go back?
At last, I spend half of 40 years more
And go to a lovely home of peace and joy.
The time has come.

(C) Stephen D. D. Samuel*

ARTWORK -  Deviantarts (Pinterest)

*He is a student of Hollab College, Ilorin, Nigeria.

Poetry |Beauty| by AbdulHafeez T. Oyewole

February 26, 2017 TWF Editor 0 Comments

Poetry |Sweet Heart| by Stephen D. D. Samuel

February 26, 2017 TWF Editor 0 Comments

Oh, Sweet heart!
Oh, Sweet heart!
Covered with streams of blood
-Thinking you have kicked the bucket-
Hoping I will say goodbye
But I never wish to say so
Trying to hear your last word
But all I can hear is the sound
Of wave from the near by sea

What shall I do?
Abandoned in the lonely house
Now I wish I have adorned your presence
Now I have apparent your reason
Of staying with me always
I was astonished when I heard that you're gone
Now I know why you sacrifice it all for me

(c) Stephen D. D. Samuel*

*He is an art student of Hollab College, who likes sketching, writing and reading.

ARTWORK- Mark Calderwood (Tumbir)

Poetry IThe Black On White| by Rejoice Akinsola

February 25, 2017 TWF Editor 0 Comments

The blacks back from war
With the white
With a feeling of defeat
Their youngest with knowledge
Of the white

With their smooth surface
They inscribe the white
Upon the black
Which give them more knowledge
That they are able to understand

The blacks reconciling
With the white
In a broad smile
Welcoming them
As soon as they appear

(C) Rejoice Akinsola*

* She is an art student of Hollob College in Ilorin. A lover of creativity who reads and writes at her free time.

ARTWORK- Kay Nielsen (Pinterest)

Poetry |Through The Muse| by AbdulHafeez Oyewole

February 25, 2017 TWF Editor 0 Comments

Poetry |Money Is Not Everything| by Ifeoma D. Nzekwe

February 17, 2017 TWF Editor 0 Comments