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Three years don waka...

***WEDDING NIGHT***
I have waited for so long
And thank God I'm still strong.
Today is the D-day
Please, there should be no delay.

I can't wait to be taken to another world
Where my rod will be my sword.
It's not easy to wait
Please, open the gate.

I'm seriously in haste
Please, dear, no time to waste.
My reaction might look strange
Mind you, it's not about the age.

Take me to the world of ecstasy
And let me feel the delicacy.
My heart has already gone far
We don't need the road to be tarred

You have boasted you will be the actor
But I promise you, you will hail me in this sector
So, let's get it started to know the winner
I'm very sure you gonna enjoy it beyond dinner.

Written: Adebiyi Deemola

Dedicated to the latest couples in town

******WOMEN'S PROBLEM******

How I wish I could solve women's problems with an equation!
Each time I try there is always no solution
Their problems are like an equation with multiple variables;
You could only express one variable in terms of other variables.


How I wish someone could just give me an explanation...
Why are they so complex like real analysis?
Their life problems seem beyond imagination.


At times, they are like mensuration
And some times like ejaculation
And despite the usefulness of Calculus,
Neither differentiation,
nor integration could provide solution.


Written : Adebiyi Demola

skubido:
I taya o. Persin like i don dey 4get cuz i get anoda story way been dey read

Abeg, no vex... just bear with me

sirvictor21:
Cmon Mr author,has d story ended?

Only suspended for now...

Bear with me

*****OPPORTUNITY*****
When she walks in
You mustn't let her go
Rather, explore her,
For you have no idea
of how long she would stay.

She is a stranger,
And visits whoever she wishes.
She walks in,
then operates with the speed of a rocket.

She flies around like hawks
She seldomly perches...
Perches at different places,
As her spirit leads.

She comes
Visiting everyone
Perhaps, once in a lifetime.

Written: Demola Adebiyi

*****OPPORTUNITY*****
When she walks in
You mustn't let her go
Rather, explore her,
For you have no idea
of how long she would stay.

She is a stranger,
And visits whoever she wishes.
She walks in,
then operates with the speed of a rocket.

She flies around like hawks
She seldomly perches...
Perches at different places,
As her spirit leads.

She comes
Visiting everyone
Perhaps, once in a lifetime.

Written: Demola Adebiyi

**********PRIDE*********

He thought he was a master of all,
He thought he was yet superior,
And needed not to consult anyone.


His shoulders were raised,
Thinking he was on top of the world.
Despite his inadequate knowledge,
Forgetting that pride is an instrument
That lures every man into the road of downfall


The ego in him was high and priceless,
Raging like a burning fire,
It drove him mad.
Like someone under the influence of hard drug
He soon met his Waterloo
humiliated without any regalia of praise.


Thinking he had enough to tame life,
Until he was shown what life is all about.
He was made to realize that,
the more you learn,
the more you know,
And the more humility should walk in.


He was made as the lead character
In the show of disgrace.
they made him aware he knows less
Of worth...


Written : Adebiyi Deemola (Ajodem)

Waynbella:
You are a wonderful writer. keep it high!

Hmmm, thanks bro

EmzyFimma:
Big ups #Ajodem

Thanks boss

EmzyFimma:
Big ups #Ajodem

Thanks boss

KehindeOmololu:
best story ever....I salute your intellect, english composition and grammatical usage.I have learnt to have self control.

You must be kidding me! ... Thanks anyway, I so much appreciate this.

pellummy:
Lovely write up..can i tease u a bit, it ends like nollywood

Lolzzzz.... That shows I'm a Nigeria

Jimgil:
i've miss many things today just because i needed to finish this story. However the writing is nice, the bad part of it is that the sexual terms used in the writing has limited it form being a universal readable work...

I got it and you are right - it is a romantic work.

Thanks for checking in. I so much appreciate it

Korinnesta:
What i enjoyed about this literature is that it looks real and i was able to learn one or two tinz from it.. Kudos, kip it up bro

Thanks for checking in. I so much appreciate your commendation

JamesJOS:
The story was very nice you're talented

I appreciate this! Thanks for checking in.

olumydhe:
Nice one bro,wat I luv most is d fact dat u ended d story not keeping our fingers crossed,keep it up,u can also learn from other great writers,nice one once again

Thanks bro, I got the message. You're blessed.

Toyin223, and tunsboy17, hope you could see the reason why the story has to be pended

I was busy composing the next session of my story, all in the name of love

***ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE***
***********SEASON TWO**********
********EPISODE ONE******
It was like a dream. Neither Tunde nor Shade's mother could believe Tunde's mother has gone to the land of no return, until her body was covered with white cloth, and they were drove out of the room.

Tunde bursted into tears and cried his ass out without​anyone cautioning him. Shade's mother who should be a consoler was not left out in the league too. They both cried as if their lives depend on it.

The family members of the deseased were contacted and arrangements were made on the burial. After the burial ceremony, the families, both from Tunde's father and mother also met so as to agree on how Tunde was going​to be living. They were both interested in accommodating him, but Tunde decided not to stay with any of the families so as to be unbiased. And at the end, they agreed with him to stay in his father's house and they will be paying him visit as at when due, after all, he was no longer a kid.

*★TWO WEEKS AFTER BURIAL★*

★★★★★★ AT NIGHT★★★★★★

Shade's mother couldn't find life easy again; she missed her friend; the ceremonies they did attend together, the gist, shopping and other stuff. And this made life tough and boring for her. She has missed her one and only friend, whom to her a loyal friend she could sacrifice her life for. Her companion she loved unconditionally. She couldn't explain the major reason why she loved her, or perhaps, because they have a common attribute, at least, they are both devil in human skin. The natural likeness wouldn't let Shade's mother give up easily. She believed her friend death was not natural and therefore, she needed to know the source of her death. And she was ready to avenge the murder of her friend if found murdered.

In the quest for her desire to know what was responsible for her friend's death, to sleep became problem for her. She just locked herself up in her room, brainstorming. She could remember that there was relationship between Cynthia and the deseased: The business they did together and how Cynthia greeted them the day she visited the deseased. She related everything together and that brought about some questions which needed urgent answers.

"Could Cynthia be the Mastermind behind Mama Tunde's death? If she was not, then where was she when Tunde needed her help? Where was she after mama Tunde's death? Where was she during and after burial? Where is she now? Where?" She asked herself repeatedly.

I think she killed her when she had collected enough money from her so as to cover herself up. Or could it be because Mama Tunde didn't want to pay? That can't be possible! But Cynthia, why? Why? Igbo people are wicked. And I told Mama Tunde to beware of that winch girl o..." Shade's mother lamented bitter and bursted into tears.

"I don't want to know what it will take, I will fight this to the last drop of my life: to avenge the murder of Mama Tunde..." She added before she later forced herself to sleep around 'quarter past three'.

*************************************************************************************

***TWO WEEKS AFTER BURIAL***

************AT NIGHT*************

Tunde sat on his bed with his legs
loosely crossed and both feet resting below the opposite thigh, coupled with a pillow engulfed in his arms, meditating. He didn't feel the absence of his mother initially because people did come to keep his company since the demise of his mother, but two days have gone and he saw no one again. And that was when he came to realize that human beings are not reliable; they promise and fail.

He was missing his mother. Nothing could be compared with the love of a mother to her children. Though, he disliked his mother for some certain characters, but nevertheless, her position in his heart is unreplaceable. He thought about her last statement when she was at the verge of death:

"Tunde, my son, it's quite unfortunate that you didn't grow up to know your father. I promise not to leave you too.
My friend, Mama Shade is your mother just like me. Listen to her. And above all, don't forget my warning. My love for you is what is sending me to my earlier grave now. Please and please, stick to all what I have told you"

The words kept on ringing in his memory. He knew the sacrifice made by her mother and therefore ready to stick to her words. But at the same time, when he thought about Shade's issue, his mind skipped. And that was when he remembered Cynthia...

"Where has this Aunty gone too?" He asked rhetorically, and picked up his phone to put call through her, but the line was not reachable. I tried several times, but all to no avail. Then, he decided to go to her apartment probably he could find her...

Until I stormed into this obnoxious act

I was busy composing the next session of my story, all in the name of love

***ALL IN THE NAME OF LOVE***
***********SEASON TWO**********
********EPISODE ONE******
It was like a dream. Neither Tunde nor Shade's mother could believe Tunde's mother has gone to the land of no return, until her body was covered with white cloth, and they were drove out of the room.

Tunde bursted into tears and cried his ass out without​anyone cautioning him. Shade's mother who should be a consoler was not left out in the league too. They both cried as if their lives depend on it.

The family members of the deseased were contacted and arrangements were made on the burial. After the burial ceremony, the families, both from Tunde's father and mother also met so as to agree on how Tunde was going​to be living. They were both interested in accommodating him, but Tunde decided not to stay with any of the families so as to be unbiased. And at the end, they agreed with him to stay in his father's house and they will be paying him visit as at when due, after all, he was no longer a kid.

*★TWO WEEKS AFTER BURIAL★*

★★★★★★ AT NIGHT★★★★★★

Shade's mother couldn't find life easy again; she missed her friend; the ceremonies they did attend together, the gist, shopping and other stuff. And this made life tough and boring for her. She has missed her one and only friend, whom to her a loyal friend she could sacrifice her life for. Her companion she loved unconditionally. She couldn't explain the major reason why she loved her, or perhaps, because they have a common attribute, at least, they are both devil in human skin. The natural likeness wouldn't let Shade's mother give up easily. She believed her friend death was not natural and therefore, she needed to know the source of her death. And she was ready to avenge the murder of her friend if found murdered.

In the quest for her desire to know what was responsible for her friend's death, to sleep became problem for her. She just locked herself up in her room, brainstorming. She could remember that there was relationship between Cynthia and the deseased: The business they did together and how Cynthia greeted them the day she visited the deseased. She related everything together and that brought about some questions which needed urgent answers.

"Could Cynthia be the Mastermind behind Mama Tunde's death? If she was not, then where was she when Tunde needed her help? Where was she after mama Tunde's death? Where was she during and after burial? Where is she now? Where?" She asked herself repeatedly.

I think she killed her when she had collected enough money from her so as to cover herself up. Or could it be because Mama Tunde didn't want to pay? That can't be possible! But Cynthia, why? Why? Igbo people are wicked. And I told Mama Tunde to beware of that winch girl o..." Shade's mother lamented bitter and bursted into tears.

"I don't want to know what it will take, I will fight this to the last drop of my life: to avenge the murder of Mama Tunde..." She added before she later forced herself to sleep around 'quarter past three'.

*************************************************************************************

***TWO WEEKS AFTER BURIAL***

************AT NIGHT*************

Tunde sat on his bed with his legs
loosely crossed and both feet resting below the opposite thigh, coupled with a pillow engulfed in his arms, meditating. He didn't feel the absence of his mother initially because people did come to keep his company since the demise of his mother, but two days have gone and he saw no one again. And that was when he came to realize that human beings are not reliable; they promise and fail.

He was missing his mother. Nothing could be compared with the love of a mother to her children. Though, he disliked his mother for some certain characters, but nevertheless, her position in his heart is unreplaceable. He thought about her last statement when she was at the verge of death:

"Tunde, my son, it's quite unfortunate that you didn't grow up to know your father. I promise not to leave you too.
My friend, Mama Shade is your mother just like me. Listen to her. And above all, don't forget my warning. My love for you is what is sending me to my earlier grave now. Please and please, stick to all what I have told you"

The words kept on ringing in his memory. He knew the sacrifice made by her mother and therefore ready to stick to her words. But at the same time, when he thought about Shade's issue, his mind skipped. And that was when he remembered Cynthia...

"Where has this Aunty gone too?" He asked rhetorically, and picked up his phone to put call through her, but the line was not reachable. I tried several times, but all to no avail. Then, he decided to go to her apartment probably he could find her...

Until I stormed into this obnoxious act

debbycreamy:
wow
I love your story
Pls don't let anyone die again o

Smiling... Thanks dear... I would try

shejane:
Still waiting oo

With that, how would one love to continue?

Dobxy:
Big UP.......emotion filled story, more data to ur bundle!

Ameen... Thanks for checking in bro

Opeade939:
Lovely Story Bro! Keep it up.

Thanks dear

Ejom:
Ajodem**50. I luv dis guy badly..keep it coming.
My fingers are always alert



Hope Tunde does nt forget wat mama told him o, if na me I will try my luck..

Baba fall on uuuu

Love you too... Thanks for going through my work

yeeshanana:
Of course it is!!! Op well-done jare

Thanks dear

yeeshanana:
Of course it is!!! Op well-done jare

Thanks dear

Hawlahscho:
I star-red from the borrom, now I are hia.

Thumbs up OP. Nice suspense all through the reason one, I am convinced the season two will be BADDER

Hat-off!

Optimistically!

Dobxy:
Thumbs up!

Thanks boss

Hawlahscho:
I think this is not too long to quote.
I love your descriptions, awesome!
Nice story line bro.

Thanks boss