300 WRITING COMPETITION - SECOND EDITION

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DESOLATION
by Zainab Oluwakemi Oyeleye

A broken mind,
A shattered heart,
And a cursed life.
So was the life of Silver.

Memories... Left Buried

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I hate going to the mall,

Not because I hate the mall,

But because it reminds me of You.

Let's Imagine

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Let's imagine I could face my fears;
Do it today against all odds,

Unpopular Opinion: IDGAF

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Be nice to everyone you meet, they are fighting a battle you know nothing about

- Unknown

Maybe... instead of telling people they are flawless, and perfect the way they are, we should tell them that they could be better.

I've seen quite a great number of people who are self-obsessed with their own opinions, especially with positive reinforcement from online quotes about how you should not care what anyone says about you, and how you should not give an "F" word.

BANKSTATEMENTS POST 2

Stuck Between Waters 

Hi, @bankstatements1

My story starts two years ago. I was in love with this girl and she loved me too or so I thought. We started dating after several months of friendship. 
One day, she called me and said that she had lost interest in the relationship,that it just didn’t work for her anymore. I tried to talk to her and hold on but after dragging on for days, I had to let her go. 

Her best friend who was my confidante and close friend who I met my girlfriend through, felt sorry for me and even tried stepping in and talking to her not to do it but it was all in vain all so much so it became alright with me. All through my pain and sadness, her friend was there for me and she didn’t care or look back. Months went by and I got even closer to her friend.

October Rush (Part One - Him)

Him:

I had just come back to this academic prison yard yesterday. I would have loved to resume late, but then I would miss out on all the fresh meat in the school.

I couldn't trust the other boys in school to maintain themselves for long. It was hunting season - it was every lion for himself.

October Rush (Part One - Her)

DAY ONE:

Her:

It was the second day of resumption of the old students. They came like in an army triumphant.

Making noise everywhere

 

I should have known the first day he walked up to me that he was trouble. He came looking all fly, saying hi with a face like this:

Wounded

You reached out to me and I and took your hand.

I told myself I won't let you pull me in to deep.

You were broken… and I was determined to fix that.

I was fragile…  but I threw caution to the wind.

The Casualties

THE CASUALTIES

By Boluwatife Afolabi

Ifem,

Life is a battle

and like all similar debacles

we must deal with casualties,

cry for them,

become them even-

Husbands,

too broken to return-

to eager wives

to hungry kids

to randy mistresses.

BREAK (Temporarily Unable To Dispense Love)

Every system, mechanical or electrical, is designed to require breaks. When a system is being worked out, when it looks like the system is being overused, when there's overheating, when it begins to show signs of malfunctioning - then a break is needed.

I'm sure you must’ve gotten one of those messages from your bank stating that “the online banking system is down and going through a routine check”. At such times, it might not be convenient for the users, but its expedient it happens so that a more terrible thing doesn’t occur. When using a computer system, we would say it’s getting hot and let it rest for a while. A vehicle driving for so long deserves some form of rest after getting on with one long distance journey, or the other, from one place to another.

Written By John

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3. In Retrospect

In Retrospect [POEM]

The Impossible Love

Did you ever fall for someone you know you shouldn't?

Try hard to fight your feelings, but you just couldn't?

You, fall deeper with each passing day,

But, try to hide it in every possible way.

He's only a friend, and nothing else--
That's the lie you keeping telling yourself.
You keep on saying, he's just a bud,
But deep inside, you're falling in love.

The Stony Heart

The Stony Heart

The rumors and whispers are at it again

They tell of a heart turned icy within

With veins of marble, and walls of stone

Interior muscle - the colour of bone

But what could have turned such an affectionate heart,

To a mettle of flesh, so stone cold dark?