Nmeri17:
yuzedo can play with English Language sha

Yuzedo is a genius, sad he doesn't realise the enormous talent that he is blessed with.

luv2talk:


Wow, You remind be of the poem i read for 2001 UME... Death Be not Proud By John Keat i love it

Yuzedo, sorry for your uncle's death.

I didn't know you can write like this. What a pleasant surprise! Don't waste your talent.

Nmeri17:
yuzedo can play with English Language sha

Exactly what amazes me .....First it was a thread for his family dog, I think that was last year or so. Now this...Yuzedo must be an emotional being hiding behind funny pranks

Yuzedo I plead with you, write a book biko. I will personally market it for you!
Condolences on the loss of your adopted father.

R.I.P

Anyone who doesn't know yuzedo writes well probably hasn't been on Nairaland long , always was a good writer before he turned clownish

Yuzedo please permit me to you

Your writing is flawless

me likey

Yuzedo....Whilst I extend my heartfelt condolences on account of the irreplaceable loss you suffered, I cannot, but commend this beautiful display of literary skill....

You write like a soul jazz guitarist... Leading your audience to an expected and well defined end, but with a pulse raising and soul warming thrill nontheless, leaving our faces with a glow of satisfied appreciation...

I am truly impressed...

Kudos.

RIP to the dead.

luv2talk:


Wow, You remind be of the poem i read for 2001 UME... Death Be not Proud By John Keat i love it

Death Be Not Proud
Poem by John Donne

72. "Death be not proud, though some have called thee"

DEATH be not proud, though some have called thee
Mighty and dreadfull, for, thou art not so,
For, those, whom thou think'st, thou dost overthrow,
Die not, poore death, nor yet canst thou kill me.
From rest and sleepe, which but thy pictures bee, 5
Much pleasure, then from thee, much more must flow,
And soonest our best men with thee doe goe,
Rest of their bones, and soules deliverie.
Thou art slave to Fate, Chance, kings, and desperate men,
And dost with poyson, warre, and sicknesse dwell, 10
And poppie, or charmes can make us sleepe as well,
And better then thy stroake; why swell'st thou then;
One short sleepe past, wee wake eternally,
And death shall be no more; death, thou shalt die.

MightyFortress:
Yuzedo....Whilst I extend my heartfelt condolences on account of the irreplaceable loss you suffered, I cannot, but commend this beautiful display of literary skill....

You write like a soul jazz guitarist... Leading your audience to an expected and well defined end, but with a pulse raising and soul warming thrill nontheless, leaving our faces with a glow of satisfied appreciation...

I am truly impressed...

Kudos.

RIP to the dead.

He is one of the best around here and I respect his intellectual aura.

Aww.. . Heartfelt condolences Dear yuzedo.

yuzedo:
[i]GOODBYES REALLY ARE THE WORST


TRANSITION

We last spoke when I called him as is customary on his November 14 birthday. He was gone in a month

Friday. Same day my own father left this world to the great beyond.

Condolences Yuzedo.

You write soulfully, the way the soul would speak if it could.