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The Balcony of Frozen Tears EP. 2

“I remember playing outside my house with my very good friend. It was afternoon and the clouds which shielded the hot rays of the sun were a dull ash. I knew that the rains anytime now would come. We were playing in a sand box with a diameter of about a small pond in the scanty playground beside the dining window. There were swings and slides that had a reddish brown colour on the insides and around. We were very little children of a few years old. We didn’t mind the dirt just as we didn’t mind swallowing a few pebbles and licking the sweet ruddy sand when we thought no one was looking. Our mothers were a good distance away sprawled out in a soccer mum fashion that only mothers who had given birth to children managed to pull off. It was a semi-sitting semi-lying position that m...

Breaking walls

“Breaking walls- He wants to help her through trust and love where she had built walls around herself to make sure no one could hurt her again. I just want to be left alone- I just want to be left alone is a frequent excuse for everyone that comes around. Excuse that forms from the recesses of a depressed. You have my attention- It gets easier to sense other things going on around him, still maintaining an attentive face to her ultimate opinions.” Breaking walls Between you and I, is a wall. Thick of trust issues, Lies and betrayal. You didn’t want to let go Of the pain, the spite. The anxiety almost kills you Everyday. You face this every moment of your life. I want to help you trust again. I want to help you let go. I just want you to be happy again. Let’s break t...

Child of forgotten world

Sabbath son memoir ‘‘What would you. Some tea? One more walk by the willow tree; Under the moonlight, maybe?’’ For old times’ sake, Said he. No response. Dead she. A Bird’s Plight If you have chased the sun Lusting its burn; Above mountain heads Down to ocean beds If you have caught the wind In the pocket of your wings; Gliding sky high The envy of mortals nigh You can talk to me then Of the misfortune of a rainy day We can trade tales until when The clouds see fit to go away And we, once more, can take flight As high and far as we delight! A Boy’s Will To be nought but happy Where the fates serve Chances sour or sappy And mankind, to preserve To tread courses uncharted To caress contours forgotten To depart hence skin unscathed, Soul awoken Listen to the river, it sings true I...

The relatability of Lionheart and the one world barrier

While Lionheart is an enterprising original home video that talks business- it is also a story “following Adaeze (Genevieve Nnaji), a competent yet perennially overlooked daughter, who is forced to work alongside her feckless uncle, Goodwill (Nkem Owoh), in order to save her father’s (Pete Edochie) ailing bus company…” Konbini. Of its relatedness, Lionheart is culturally bounden because it flicks through the interstices of what makes us human than not- love, pain, negligence and the likes. It borders on the emotional make up of the person. Sure Lionheart appeals, identifying with being human, notwithstanding coming limited and holed up by the barrier of language. However, Lionheart inaugurates the directorial career of one of Africa’s biggest screen stars, (Ge...

The Balcony of Frozen Tears EP. 1

Dear Diary, 1st December, 1995 So it has been like what five years that I penned this down? Five since I saw your smile. That one that reached your eyes. The one that was practically etched, like paper mash, on your ever happy face. No matter your mood. Dear Tasie, Mama removed your bedsheets from your room today. She did it before your memorial service. So it won’t get dust, she said. After five harmattans. I didn’t think there was anything but dust on those sheets. But I didn’t think she’d have wanted to hear that though. It’s funny she said it finally. I didn’t want to be the one to remove it. Or anything of yours for that matter. You remember it right? The one that was patterns and square shapes and that ridiculous cobalt blue that you loved on every...

Responsorial psalms for Advent and Christmas: Composed and Compiled by Sanctus Oleka and Daniel Azubuine

Sanctus Oleka and Daniel Azubuine are promising young composers who have spent years composing musical pieces ranging from traditional songs, solos, hymns and classical pieces. Responsorial psalms for Advent and Christmas is a new package that comes with both score sheet and audio. The essence is to improve the liturgy through music and foster a good worship especially this advent and Christmas season. The Sundays and special days until Christmas, unique as they are, are given responsorial and psalm backing. Download score sheet RESPONSORIAL PSALM FOR ADVENT AND CHRISTMAS COMPOSED AND COMPILED BY DANIEL AZUBUINE AND SANCTUS OLEKA now for free Download audio for each psalm the Sunday that precedes the Sunday of the psalm: First Sunday of Advent- Year C. To you o Lord I lift up my soul Solem...

Creative Fingers Network takes us Beyond The Horizon

The maiden exhibition of the artist of the creative Fingers art Network, was themed “beyond the horizon” Creative fingers Art Network is a network of budding and established artists that seeks to make a difference in the visual art world, by creating and presenting opportunities where members and art generally would thrive. In this exhibition they came together to create in this age, what I would term an impact-filled art, as all the art works to all intents, constructions and purpose takes one beyond the horizon. The exhibition which opened at the National gallery of Arts Enugu and ran for two days 9-10 of November, featured about seven artists working across different media and orientation:art works from pencil/pen on paper to oil on canvas, to charcoal on paper and various m...

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