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Congratulations on getting this far in life
It’s not by your power
Not by your might.
It’s important to seal the moments which matter,
It’s essential to do everything to make these
Minutes last longer.
What better way than to purchase a digital camera?

Fill the camera with positivity,
Optimism, faith and the
Belief in something good.
This spits out an amazing picture.

A picture capturing an idyllic life
A joyous utopian situation;
Where nothing can really bother you.
Its prophetic, it’s sacred perhaps even
Too good to be true.
Now you know the secret.
Add these spare parts to the camera
Over and over again.
To guarantee a high quality picture.

Digital cameras are the way forward
Their fast. Quick and easy to use.
What else could give such good results?
For high definition at its best,
Look after this precious electrical device
Keep it away from liquids,
Disallow it from even getting splashed
With a drop of negativity, self chastisement
Resentment or regret.

In instances where the camera
Is submerged in a deep pool of such dangerous liquids
Where there seems no hope of survival
Take it to the specialist engineer
He’s a spiritual consultant at the weekends
The creator, Alpha and Omega.
When the camera seems drenched
This engineer can return it
As good as new.

Be mindful of the flash
Sometimes it can be too bright
A camera filled with wisdom, can give out a blinding flash
This flash may open your eyes to things you never expected.
A sharp and well focused revelation
Of a lifestyle you no longer need.

Good luck with your new camera
Follow these simple instructions
And you can believe in the camera warranty.
A great photo is promised each time
You take a stroll
Through life.

Written By Binta Balogun
Copyright 2009 Binta Balogun

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Favourite one of his many collections.
Great Poem by Aspiring poet Iverson Chuks
This is my fourth time reading this, and believe me, i can’t stop loving it, What a talent!!
Someone to definitely look out for in the future…

I’m lost because life’s complexity keeps arriving at my doorstep more often than simplicity
I’m lost because she let me in her world and now I’m lost in it
I’m lost because when I go to University I don’t understand most lectures. I just prefer self-education
You are lost because you keep letting your schooling get in the way of your education
I’m lost because most times I look in the mirror who I see is not who I expected to see
You are lost because you sometimes doubt the Creators amazing grace
You are lost because you are always lusting over the opposite sex
You are lost because you have dreams but you never chase your dreams
You are lost if for one split moment you believed in Darwinism
She’s lost because she’s deeply in love with him; he is just in lust with her bosom
He is lost because he thinks knocking the boots with loads of girls makes him a real man
I’m lost because all this innocent souls getting killed leave mothers mourning and siblings sad. Can’t man live and let live?
I’m lost because my parents didn’t teach me anything about the birds and the bees
I’m lost because instead of revising for my exams, but I’m on Facebook constantly refreshing my homepage for updates and news

She’s lost because she thinks she’s hotter than the sun and the world revolves around her big behind
He is lost because he can’t be himself in a world that’s constantly trying to change everyone
She’s lost because she keeps going where any path leads instead of going where there’s no path and leave a new trail
Those couples over there are lost because they are unaware that their hottest love now might have the coldest ending later
I am lost because most times my mind travels like water travels through pipes, leaving me mesmerized and dazzled.

My mate Dave is lost because he keeps letting the few good girls slip through his hands like grains of sand. He is oblivious that a bird in hand is worth two in the bush.
She’s lost because she’s irresponsible, hence she can’t think likely or hopeful of the future
He’s lost because he sees every gorgeous girl as a natural born beehive with honey filled to the top for him to tap some of it
You are lost because you never judge me by my questions, you only judge by my answers. Why?
I’m lost because my lack of clarity about some of my friends’ actions brings about cautious anxiety when I do associate with them
She’s lost because she lacks self esteem, neither does she take pride in how far she has come nor does she have faith in how far she can go in life.
I’m lost because every time she smiles at me, my heart jumps and I’m consumed with shyness plainly because her smile is as bright as a fluorescent lamp
This world is a big place; we all get lost or lose something at some point,
You are not alone,
We can’t help it,
We just can’t help it.
You think you can control it??? Get lost.

Copyright Iverson Chuks.

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An Insightful poem by a 15 years old

Love everlasting

You called me and I answered.
I am both restrained and captivated.
Just when I escape I’m pulled back
to a place I thought I could handle,
I’m clueless on how to react and behave.
The truth burns, it penetrates;
It drags me and pulls me- Oh why must I feel this pain?
It is finished

The delusion of a fantasy love is the biggest mystery…
such an attractive specimen, a huge list of things to gain
BUT yet
I am here forced to understand the shame
Of the agonizing reality that builds my existence.
Who am I to find fault in a life, I voluntarily chose for myself?
It’s finally complete

A blinding illumination has left me numb,
It’s opened me up to new horizons
Took me to the “big wide ocean,”
Then left me there to drown.
I’ve seen the myth of a limitless love,
Oh the freedom I heard it could bring,
Love ripped away its layers and exposed the
Deceitful trap of an everlasting friendship
My only desire
Is to leap in a time machine
And go back to that day when, you called me and I answered
It is starting

I’ve called you and you’ve answered
We’ve heard each other loud and clear
The warnings for the volcanoes,
The earthquakes and the hurricanes
We’ve heard them together,
It is before the destruction engulfed us to a point
Where we were left numb
And left to drown.
It is before the end
And before the middle, even before the start.
Love everlasting.

Written By Binta Balogun
Copyright 2009 Binta Balogun

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It is the dreamers, the optimists, and the revolutionaries that dare to see a world full of opportunity rather than a world of closed doors that become successful both in business and in life.

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For all poets or those aspiring to be one, check this out.
This is Russell simon’s new show called brave new voices

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After checking my inbox, just as i was about to log off, saw something that caught my eye.
I had no choice than to contact the owner and ask for permission to post it on the site.

Very insightful, A huge talent.

Let me know what you think?


i write from experience
things i have seen and felt
and the more i write
the more my dreams become warped
but i do not express or reveal anything
giving light to how i am, who i be, or where i is
so writing is my only form expression
so do i stop?

and forsake expression
just to maintain some form of control
of the surreality i experience
when scribing my misconstrued visions
of what i believe goes on in my mind
is it that i leave behind
the one thing i have left that i can completly confide in?
just to appease some foreign idea of normality

the things we hide to appease others
things we repress to reassure ourselves
words we do not say that come back to attack us
actions we do not take to preserve our own will
is all failure to express yourself

side note: I’ve given up pleasing others including parts of myself i do the most abnormal and absurd things, and whilst i do them somewhere amidst the rage, frustration, lost love, lust, fear, and melancholy i feel happy just to release what i hold back for the benefit of others around, i’m not saying remove the mask because secrecy is valuable but in the recesses of your corner release yourself to your own will and emotions and see if you don’t for that glancing moment feel free and happy.


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