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Jessy

A student of the popular Nnamdi Azikiwe university. A Human Anatomy stud—and a passionate writer, with the hope of one day making the world a better place. ~Authoress Ciara

VICTORY

By JessyKen: VICTORY I gaze endlessly at the stars, My legs rooted to the ground, My mind trapped in a deep ocean of thoughts; Wondering and dreaming when that day would come; The day my victory would be announced, And…

I WILL NEVER LET GO

By JessyKen: I WILL NEVER LET GO Love; A mystery born to bring happiness, And to some, A saddened and a broken heart, Shattered into pieces, And feared never to be repaired Never to be healed! Love; A bittersweet ride…

FOR YOU MY LOVE

By JessyKen: FOR YOU MY LOVE For you my love, I shall sing in delight, And with the sweet wonders of my voice; Will capture your heart As you lay lost in my charms For you my love, I shall…

FOREVER WITH YOU

By JessyKen: FOREVER WITH YOU With lips wine red; And face white-skinned, and bosom perfectly fitted, Alongside curvy graced hips And a lavender scent to match: Her beauty doth glows Like that of a new born Brought into the world,…

A CALL FOR JUSTICE

By JessyKen: The labour of our heroes past Shall it be in vain? Our father land, our home Shall it still be? This chaos, this war To what end? This spirit of death ruling the day Birthing agony and fear…

PAINED

By JessyKen: Her cries echoed aloud in the still of the night A cry of pain A cry that will never cease to flow For as long as her heart is wounded, And bitterness still lingers inside, It will always…

TORMENTED

By JessyKen: Heavy I walk Legs quivering with despair Holding me back so I may not reach that place I desire: A place I seek And have tried so much to reach, but to no avail This burden I bear…

ABANDONED

By JessyKen: My heart is heavy with despair My head spinning like a roaring wave Seeking to swallow all thoughts Heaviness and hurt piling up inside, Eager to put an end to my kind! The air I breathe trapping me…

ONCE UPON A MEMORY

By JessyKen: When I’m down, I think about you, The things we used to do And the moments we used to share I remember the time we’d play out on the sand, The coolness of the breeze blowing us And…

WICKED REAPS

By JessyKen: Wicked Reaps Pain, Anger, Rage. All I feel. Pain begotten from words ought not to be uttered; Anger sown by the oppressors that think themselves better; And actions reaped in the later age after all is forgotten! O’…