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Na wa oooo.... that Nigga gate No job... that bitch gat No shame... |
Quite unfortunately, it has to be because it is an inevitable end. I think the extra time has been efficiently played by both teams and in a couple of seconds, the referee will sound the whistle as a notification for a game that has reach it's dead end. Thus, so far, they've been exciting moments that glows in the height of spectacular; wondrous moments that time would not permit to be forgotten; they were times of passion that nature never stop smiling whenever it looks back at it; indeed, they were times that tickles the moment of one's excitement whenever one chooses to have a retrospect of it. Contrary, they were also times that the grounds becomes so hard to till; they were times when the road become so twisted that one had to put on the cap of scepticism of one's path; indeed, they were times a blue ink chooses to paint the book with red colour. Unavoidably, these were moments that formed the game. One detestable thing about this game is that, there's always a particular team that has to go, whether it win or lost. One would find this rather unstaying, but sometimes nature prevail over logical sense. Goals has been scored, goals has been conceded and goals has been equalized; optimistic in my expectations, I sincerely hope that the next match will be much more promising. 2015 is gone, and its successor 2016 is here. The game with 2015 was great, and trust me, the game with 2016 will hit the zenith of greatness because I don't wish to have a better predecessor. HAPPY NEW YEAR TEAMMATES. Copyright© Vinn |
Happy new year to all the real nigas |
Nice piece, but it's far from being a poem! you just simply play with words and create some little rhymes. It's a nice piece anyways |
Cloud of happiness gathered, as the consciousness of my perception took awareness; suddenly, joy rained down my heart, mudding my imaginations as i tried to unravel uncertainty. That was the first scintillation i got as i open my eyes on my blessed morning. Just like the Sun, i rose up with great vigour, painting my mind with beautiful flowers. A step away from the door post of my room, reeled out melodious songs in harmony, as that of the birds in the forest in a cool evening. The alarm of my existence just rang. It is my Birthday. |
Mheennn!!!.... that was great.... she's gud |
Who dem help!! Ain't no body stopping us from having a peaceful protest.... |
datguru:na dream u day ooo...it's not in buhari's hand to stabilize the world oil prize... neither is it in his hand you reverse the exchange rate of naira to dollars as it were in the early 1980s...wake up my friend... |
usbcable:oil dey ur head...correct guy...Aganga should b retain... he's done great job |
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