NUIT

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The middle of the night
When life’s greatest works are achieved,
Flooding this space is the moon’s light
Aiding to beget words long archived.

Not much if you ask me
But then, will you?
A long-lost returnee
Whose felt-tips lack the new.

Just a flicker awakens hope
And puts these rusty fingers to work,
So I won’t just mope
I will this ink uncork.

I’ll tell a story
Maybe true. Maybe not.
But who am I to unleash earth’s fury
When I’m not a woman scorned.

Warm and loving
Tendency to be made a sucker,
Persistent and wanting
A perfect life, the Taurus says about her.

But is there no tendency
That she’s just a lone flower
Lacking itinerary
And life only gets rougher.

Challenges make you tough
But the experience makes it worthwhile.
You sneeze and you cough
But we just have to run life’s mile.

Now now…….
Do not mind my bantering
Sleepy eyes take their tow
And mindless talk entering.

Written by: Mima Onyema
Edited by: Kukogho Iruesiri Samson

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    1. Kukogho Iruesiri Samson – Abuja, Nigeria – I am a media professional with experience in multimedia journalism, book publishing, content creation, web management, public relations, media relations, social media management, and client relationship management. My interests include multi-platform content creation and management, media relations, digital and print publishing, and youth-oriented social services. I am open to middle-level positions in organizations that encourage innovation.
      Kukogho Iruesiri Samson says:

      will check it now

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