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ITbomb: Guy pm me ur number for immediate mtn 400 , u try but if it was lovely pearl~hapi, I would have made it 1500ok, heres my no. 080......., if u can guess the remaining 8digits, i will send u air time worth 5k ![]() brokoto: choi!!! @OP. i'm practically blushing. i wish i was a girl. i would have. . .lol, thanks man |
Emmy9ite: Emmy9iteNice 1 bro, u dont really have to study literature before u write, i too was a science student, ironically, i tend to thrive more on things i didnt get a formal training on, i am artist but i never studied painting, i can write, but the last time i studied literature was SS1, art is the beauty of life, and its beautiful living it. pearl~hapi:pearl darling, dont be jealous nau, ITBOMB wanted me to write about u and him but u insisted i write about Sijo01 and ITBOMB Sijo01: Eweeeeeh, dis is sweet/bitter........ Pearls must not see this.lolll, if am da bomb, i hope bokoharam wouldn't blow me. my e-wish would be for you to meet me by the British Greenwich come along with a loaf and a fish to make me a sandwich feed me till i am no longer farmish can you really grant this wish? lolllllll. |
Cuddlemii: @topicIndecisive & broken In a valley of endless options i wade through a thousand portions my inability to choose has put me itchy shoes words not spoken, dawn, but not woken, withdrawn, that which was a token i have been left low, dry and broken you are to blame you are the reason why i now lay lame portraying too much ambiguities how was i to choose? displaying so much obscurities that was how i loose your love was so delusive fleeing from me like a fugitive making me your captive i am so indecisive |
larride: @ OP, nice oneEternal Bliss At last i found the direction of the wind it blows eastward and then returns south this is what my soul yearns for i would no longer be lost even without the wind vane i will follow this trail cos i know where it leads i can already smell it in the air even though you are piles of miles away a pace after a pace, i carefully trace precept after precept, i carefully place until i will triumphantly reach my abode that place of total seclusion that had once seem an illusion even only a glimse would be an entire satisfaction you lay and wait while i am at distance gate it seems already late but i will sail through by faith i summon my weakest strenght to become strongest anchor point because i am already close to that point with streched forth hands, you welcome me to my eternal bliss |
Cuddlemii: @topici smell burnt beef |
pearl~hapi:sijo nd ITBOMB Sijo and ITBOMB, what a rare combination both, odd to the extreme, holding their oddity in high esteem but in their rarity they have found something rare they would hastily snap at each other yet they both can't find another "she will send me to an early grave"-ITBOMB "i await a public apology, else..."-Sijo those are their usual rants but soon they would play together like infants somedays they bring down the house somedays they stay like normal spouse like a cat and a mouse but also like a skirt and a blouse in each others arms when drowse never forgetting their marital vows in the neighbourhood they have been since childhood always with a swing of mood they are each other's food maybe they should live in the woods they are mostly up to no good |
Cuddlemii: I totally agree with you on that. Some children raised by single parents are far more lucrative, industrious, successful, ambitious, determined & career driven more than the ones raised by both parents. Cos they were limited to certain things,it propels them to strive hard to make a statement & give their single parent a credible name.I agree with u but to some extent, thank God u said some children, truth is, some, but not most. Most single parent children turn out wayward, cases where they turn out good is when the single parent had to go the extra mile to make sure the child is properly brought up, i'm not saying that some of the kids brought up by both parents might not turn out wayward, but on a large scale, wayward children are mostly product of broken homes/marraiges. |
ireke: Bros Nothing do you. I hope you are pretty satisfied with your life as it is. I also hope you won't complain when people that sacrifice to improve themselves are reaping the rewards. I just wonder how people expect to gain knowledge when they won't read. if na romance and s.exual stories there will little or no complain about the length. Yab me if you think I deserve it o. but I read the lengthy article and numerous "useless" pieces of information that i have garnered from years of active reading has helped me in almost all aspects of my life.Nice reply |
pearl~hapi: ITbomb: I prefer ITbomb and sweetest pearl~hapi.lol, abeg, make una settle urself first, am kinda confuse now o. which do u want me to write on? |
mZ sleeq: Thanks alot masterpiecer your contribution is higly appreciated.thanks alot too. you can also click on this link to see more. https://www.nairaland.com/1009717/give-me-word-phrase-ill |
tobechi20: BOKOHARAM AND BOMBBokoharam and bomb Kaboom! kaboom! kaboom! resonated the deafening sickening sound children scurried women hurried men, left in utmost dismay entrapped in a terror display i have seen this before no, its not a deja vu i use to watch it on CNN i cant believe its already happening here in our own dear country leaving us in a state of endless fear but the culprits are faceless a name without a face doesn't seem to make sence Bokoharam like the slaughtering of a ram bloodily you have caused so much harm how long will it take you to calm when will you lay dowm your arms? when you see a child without an arm or a man who can no longer farm begging for alms because you took away his palm doesn't it ring an alarm? were those the teachings of the Imam? you are an epitome of doom you, your bomb and its boom soon you too will be doomed we will sweep you out of this room like the dust with a unified broom |
firestar: Sayonnara...Sayonara Sayonara my love though it still freshly hurt when you went above my joy abruptly cut we planned to meet by the wooden bridge that was before you finally left my heart sank with an awful cringe so much pain i felt if tears could bring you back i would cry you the pacific but so much tears i now lack oh, how pathetic you left me just like that not even a goodye kiss this has left a hole in my heart how am i suppose to deal with this i hope to wake up from this dream i dont want to say sayonara at night they i sream i have become paranoia |
pearl~hapi:thanks dear, but u can still give me a word and i will write a poem on it about u. brokoto: choi! OP you good oh. anyway i didnt see the word 'pidgin' anywhere in the poem osorry i didnt write the word(pidgin) in the poem, i was trying to express the word rather. Adaeze003: kul..thanks |
This is the most inpirational piece i have read on nairaland, i wish every nigerian youth world see and read this. @Op you have invested something very positive in my life and God will truelly bless you for this, pls keep up with this good work. my gf most read this too. |
Adaeze003: love this one..Obsession Suppressing my inner fotress Oppressed, unrest and perplexed Possessing my every existence complex, full till excess i cannot but confess you got me obsess i wallow in streets of thoughts searching but never finding how long will you torment me? this chemisrty feeling of misery have you not messed with my head enough? is it because i cannot let go until you let go? this is the sixth day that i lay awake eating my sleep with thoughts of you you have made my head your residence without paying any rent permissions you never took i seek solution from the book to get away from your hook but i wanted to take another look from the magazine i saw your face thats when i realised, it has been torn away you were just a fairy tale. |
for Iyatrustee Iyatrustee sounds like i can trust you so i made you my trustee giving you a blind trust without an ounce of distrust hoping that would do for us killing every form of false between both of us i walk while you ride the horse standing against any force a wild dog and a fox i fought this is not the second, third or the fourth i did it without a second thought when i gave what cant be bought to give you comfort but at the end, look at what you brought; a season of hunger and drought leaving me with just this piece of cloth is this what i get for giving away my trust? |
Cuddlemii: You haven't been lucky with luv, you say?perfect reply, this should soothe the soul of simplesea, the unlucky lover |
do not make him a man too quick he is only but a child let process play its role on him show him the strenght of the blue pen, and the weakness of the steel sword let him know, the class room is the window to the outer world but tell him not to jump out that "window" teach him ethics; to greet people he meets in a place no matter the age difference teach him etiquettes; to be asked to take a seat before he does teach him chivalry; it is ok to reach out and open the door for a woman chastise him for wrong deeds reward him for good deeds for the deeds that you do are but pricesless i know i cannot pay you truely your reward is heavenly |
brokoto: idowuogbo and pidginIdowuogbo and pidgin "Do not speak vernacular" those were the instructions of Mrs Betty she had taught Queen's English for six years grooming her students with proper lexicons those effort proved futile Mama had done her best incultating it from infancy the Mother tongue just so her daughter, will not only learn Oyibo But Idowuogbo stood out negleting both Mother tongue and Queen's this is what she learnt from the area boys the language of the Portuguese traders now she speaks it more than the market women traders |
mikuz: 2gomost educating and sensible poem i have ever read, i am inspired, yet i shed tears how so much our youth these days has lost a lot in d name of "socialisation" |
Cuddlemii: what more can I say than, "well well well!"a perfect come-back poem, i love it, crafty. |
Idowuogbo: Badosky and Whiskey...Badosky and Whiskey Badosky and whiskey how they have become inseparable like a siamese duo to her mouth whiskey would always go but she is still insatiable we have tried to get between them to proffer solution to the problem but as Badosky claims; "when i lack naira notes, whiskey is my antedote" |
tblackE61: Sex and lovEsex and love some say they both walk hand in hand some say one will starve without the other but they have lived in separate world apart one has given to the influence of money the other proves stubborn to be bought they were both intertwine in the beginning, but men has tore them apart leaving them solely to their various fate love has now become fake sex has now become a stake |
wow, life is really amazing, u never can really tell what 1 would turn out to be on the long run, u can barely recognize him except for that signature grin he wears, i wonder if he still remember those other guys in d pix wit him. |
hey peeps, just a word or a phrase and i will get a poem started. who's 1st?... |
i dont know if i am violating the rules of this thread but i av a long time crush on someone here on NL, and i am dedicating dis poem to her and even more to come subsequently, its no other person than Rokiatu ADDICTION They say methol has a strong hold on those whom cigarettes are sold i had fiddle with one once or maybe twice? memories of youthful exuberance what is this that has made me a slave to your profile? a stronger strong hold than methol? the exuberance of my youth has exhausted thus, i cannot blame dis on adrenaline i have clicked on "Rokiatu" again this is my millionth time i know i would do it again, again and again just to see her pose i dont care if my thoughts are publicly expose |
pearl~hapi:as a lover of poetry, i really find dis poem exciting, the words and the repeated patterns in d 1st stanza is crafty. great work, keep it up. |
achi4u: Am I still newbie?___cos this abbrevietions still get me confuse.*lmao- laffing my azz out *imo-(N/A) *rotfloma- rolling on the floor laffing out my azz *wtf- what tha f***k *btw- by the way *lol- laffing out loud/ loads of love *brb- be right back *lwkmd- laff wan kill me die load....... |
Idowuogbo: ![]() |
mine was @Idowuogbo, and i didnt find it funny cos i was new then? who was urs? |
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