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\ Hello YOS VIEWERS, so i was joking around yesterday so i told my sisters to dress up so we could take pictures and it turn out great. i think i can call myself creative director. see more picture after the cut... and i took it in different angels and we had the wardrobe shoot then they got A BREATH OF FRESH AIR  and we have others  i think you all should just contact me for that next photo shoot you thinking of and lets have fun  Location; Abeokuta Muse:titi and Ayaoba  their ig handle are @__lolv and @ iam_hadex

                                                       Hi guy’s longest time, so someone sent this to my inbox and wanted to be anonymous she  wanted to share a peek of  ‘HIM’ He makes me smile, He makes me laugh, He makes me happy, He makes me angry, He makes me jealous, He makes me feel loved, He cares for me, He is my morning. He is my sunshine. He is my happiness He is my best friend. I met him first over a year ago in a place I least expected (church)… I felt the connection the first time I heard him sing, he didn’t even know I existed then…                                                                                                               He sings so loud and with so much passion even when sometimes he says the lyrics wrongly and I from afar of will sing along with him while he sings unknown to him. He is very popular and cheerful an extrovert I must say with a great sense of humor and I was just a girl who find solace in her room

When the writer's call, nature's hears, And the sword comes no longer at the pen, Maybe then I'll write my sonnet When the sun stands still, and the rains whisper no more, Nature asking where art thy souls gone, When the mountains stand still in wonder's amaze and nature's son is reborn, Maybe then I'll write my sonnet... When the court knows it shines as rotten wood, And the preachers know they speak not the truth, When the warriors know they fight another's cause, And battles remain a false call, Maybe then I'll write my sonnet When nature's daughter equals a son, And is treated as one, When the unborn teach nature's born, And the ejected child cries to be born, Maybe then I'll write my sonnet When no longer poor, the homeless become, The servant, his master no longer in awe, When the rockman comes to ground from Aso And the poor man adores him also, Maybe then I'll write my sonnet Whe

Okay, you want me to teach you how to compose a "poetry", Is that even possible? Okay, you believe nothing is impossible, Although, I also believe this, But, can I teach you? Am I capable of doing that? Poetry is from the mind, Nobody teaches you, You have it in you, You just have to be observant, and get ready to learn, Talk to your inner self Your inner self will help you, The way will surely be shown to you! Do you still find it hard to learn poetry? If yes, you did not follow my given order, "Observation" plus "readiness to learn" and lastly, "good communication", Is the key. Wow! You have finally done it, Did you compose this? You are now a poet, Oops, Did I just say that? You can't be a certified poet, Until you inspire a person, Through your writings, You may not know, But, You have a powerful tool in your hands, And it is, "YOUR PEN" written and composed by 

So this has been the style of  Buhari and his media aides  over time, commiserating with us and setting up committees every time there is an attack or the other, we need concrete and decisive steps and measure to stop this act. It is so appalling that Nigerian would takes arms and kill  fellow citizen for whatsoever reason,  the government needs to do something fast to contain this menace.

                                             Hello Yos viewers, how’s the week going, I guess it cool and smooth. So I want to talk about my last week Sunday service experience.                 So, have been writing my exams this past week and the routine brokenness always associated with exams caught up with me and I was flat broke. So I was in my friend’s house to read and all, I then  decided to attend a church in the area since I was sure I was going to be given the first timer treat  coke and snacks and It would  serve as my morning food.                 So Sunday morning, I was on my way to attend the service. When I got there the setting of the church was all nice and neat, the choir ministration was ok although the audio quality wasn’t quite perfect, the Pastor preaching was very sound, he was talking about wisdom and how we could put it in our daily life. After all the ceremony and all they called out first timer, and I was the first person to stand up as per say h

                                                                                             I write this with a sad heart, As I have my sober reflections, I remember the days I had dreams, ambition and purpose, The years my dreams were intact! I was 14 years and 9 months old, Just fresh from my junior school getting into my Senior years, I had that dream of becoming a "neurosurgeon" and owning my own business, Then I started my journey into my teenage years not knowing things, Oblivious of the world's distractions, Then I fell into the pit of distractions, complacency meeting "dem babes",  Smoking "dem craze" and "dancing my days off". In a twinkle of an eye, I became 18, finished high school got into college,  Then freedom came with its "baggage of troubles",  It felt so real and I felt so happy, Suddenly in my second year, I was 19 and my muse was 17 we got into each other,

                                                                           If indeed its true, Or the lying laih's, Are still giving us the lie, I wish Aare sound health, May be or may be not, Aare has been talking with men, Aare should also call him, As he requested for, Leaving political madness aside, And we all, Will hear from the restless mouth. If Aare is still alive, I wish him quick recovery, But if not, be e bà dorun, ke sorun ire. Written and composd by Mighty Pen

I repeat no animal like lion in the jungle, No bird like ostrich in the forest, No food like pounded yam among the Yorubas, No man like the woman. Her beauty is like a soft glow of light to the world, Her whole life is a sacrifice for the satisfaction of her home. Even her youth days are clouded with "don't" and "never". Too educated,she is a victim of fakers, No education,she is a liability. She is like a tree that can't be still because the winds won't let it. So tell,isn't she precious? Written and composed by  Kolajo Blessing©

A loaf of bread is now an instrument of injustice, Our unity has been slaughtered by feeds of the ravens Still,the generation of the birds sings through our sighing, The flocks sincerely lives while we are keeping strife. In their old glory we still rejoice. Unknown to them that old star is getting weaker day by day. Old vessels on the seat of governance, Trying to buy my future with the cheapest notes and pen, I asked,is this the education you were given? They turn themselves to farmers of harvest, The land of the queen is their hidden cottage. My teacher used to say"children are the leaders of tomorrow" I say to you,my tomorrow has come,but my hairs are turning grey, Is there any other tomorrow? My certificate is being devoured by hunger. All hail Boo-Harry. Who are the thieves? The fatherless lad with the passion to eat? Fraudulent lunatic in the market? Great midnight visitors of the rich? Or the political oldies whose graves are begging for their

Having studied circumstances surrounding the world of women..... The gender insecurities, abuse, responsibilities, Feminism, the African belief of "Women belong to the kitchen", gender discrimination, strengths and flaws, the struggle through childhood to old age.... To mention but a few. I decided to come up with a poem which summarises all the experience in the words "The woman I Have Become ". I'm not writing in appraisal or discrimination, but in realisation. Happy women's day. I'm so proud to be a Woman. The Woman I have Become So much for a child, So much for a girl, So much I have seen, So much I have experienced, So much that hurts a while, So much I seem to overcome, So much I look back on, So much I wished would change, So much I wished would remain, So much in this I was engulfed, So much I have become. Life has taught me a lot Life nurtured me along, Life gave me a little that counts so much, Life hurts me to heal me

From his ribs, You were created, And you never cease, To be a rear virtue, Yes you are, Indeed a rear creature, That must be adore at all cost. What else can explain, That kindness that surrounds your heart, Who else can abhor, Those endless pains, If not you. A fertile land without any earth are you, That keep on producing. Behind every successful man, There lies a woman's effort, But for real, you are wonderfully created, That must be celebrated always. Written and composed by Mighty Pen

The world best creation. And no,there's no discrimination. Produced to produce. That human version of blessing. Isn't that amazing? Her vitreous humor,captures big visions. Her ears pick the cries of her loved ones. Her upper limbs, produces all the care they'd ever need. Inside her heart lies all the love in the world. HAPPY WOMEN'S DAY. ©BoluAde

Am feeling sleepy, Let me retire on my bed, Just now, I remembered something, What If i slept and never woke up? Take it or you leave it, Every time you sleep, You die automatically, But if you are able to wake, Your time to die, Is not ready! There comes dream, What is dream? I honestly don't understand it, What if I eat "pounded yam" and "egusi soup" in my dream? Will I be in trouble for that? Is it really connected to evil? How I wish my sleep, can be connected to heaven, I would like to see it for a second, If you say am in a hurry, Then, yes I am! Can you see what I did? I merged "death", "food" and "heaven" together I connected them to dream! When I sleep tonight, I pray I don't die, I have eaten already, So I don't need any food in my dreams, At least for now, I would be glad if I can see "heaven", and not die permanently! Written and composed by  Creative Lopez 

Hurray, its world  women's day we are happy that our wonderful ladies from all over the  world have this day to be celebrated, to feel special and let the world know the joy of womanhood . “Do not wait for someone else to come and speak for you. It’s you who can change the world.”                                                – Malala Yousafzai                                                      Women are the greatest gift to earth , they have helped to make the world a better place to live. there unconditional love, pure heart and care never fades.  Happy women's day to all the women in this world we love you all                                                                                    From YOS

   Firstly, what's emotion? Emotion is any strong feeling someone feels towards something or somebody and breakdown is to disrupt something from its existence. In this case when I mention emotions, I'm referring to love- that story feeling one has towards a particular person. Falling in love with someone and hoping to have a good future, that's what most people dream of. Although, most times such dreams never come to reality. An average teenager nowadays is into a relationship, even if not long lasting, or just for fun or pleasure.     Most people go into a relationship thinking it's love, thereafter the relationship sees an end and they say "if I had known", but then it would've been too late. Emotions lead to love, but at the same time not all emotions lead to love. The theory that whenever you walk up to someone you feel shy and can barely talk and when the person isn't around, you can't stop thinking about him/her is LOVE, is false. If

              I didn't wake up to be Mediocre_ A girl becomes a woman when she learns to love herself She has a fire in her soul and grace in her heart, when she stays strong. She promised herself better and never looked back She kick ass and don't kiss it No matter where she's, she inspire and empower the women around her. Cause she knows the value of sharing. She makes others step their game up She open books not leg, she blow off minds, She's a reflection of _Glory_ . She isn't difficult, she just knows her value. She's _fierce_ She's _powerful_ She doesn't stand down to anyone. That makes her a strong woman. written  and composed by  Mariam

                              They want you as a light!  If there's one thing I've absolutely learned in this world. Is that we are ultimately created for the sole purpose of not developing ourselves only. But seeing to the needs and making ourselves a source of hope for others. An achiever is not that guy that had a first class degree out of a university. An achiever is that guy that  had a first class and has also developed a living legacy of him before he lives the university. Common! stop living a wasted life. The life you were given. The breathe you take in and out is not your right. It's a privilege. I want you to stand up and develop someone today. Help the medically challenged. Teach someone. Preach the word. Inspire a soul. Be a light. Make yourself a source of hope. Stop getting  discouraged. Inspire yourself. Forget the past and focus on the future. Some are out there. Looking at your footsteps to walk in. #They want you as a Light. #

                                                      Love can be Greater than stars, Love can shine Brighter than the stars Beyond the tide That beacons to heart Without the figment of denial Love isn't blind Beyond the masked beauty Of emptiness' charade, It ignores the flaws Like a magnet drawn to the intent It accepts the emblem of a heart That's designed for the act, for the pact, Love guarantees nothing Without the epitome of Trust Readily can't be visible Without a committed stance It's takes grace to love Without the intent of lust A feeling that should be Unleashed by sincere lot What is love When the God factor Is not involved? Let's draw love from the source To avoid a cross of destruction No one trusts in he who is With the inheritance of emptiness Arise! Shine In the light of Love! written and composed by Queenkemz ©2017

I lie on the ground, and stare into space, the stars start to move, into the shape of your face. I see you there now, looking down at me, with that cute little smile, that I like to see. You say "close your eyes", "tell me what you see", I see only two people, just you and me. We're walking the shoreline, with our feet getting wet, the horizon turns pink, as the sun starts to set. We make love through the night, on that white sandy shore, then I hold you while thinking, I could want nothing more. Oh I wish I could be, in that one special place, as I lie on the ground, and I stare into space. written and composed by AKINWUMI ®2017

                        Another one of those lonely nights When my heart longs for your eyes' lights I'd ask you to send me a selfie And I'll reply with love through a smiley I wish my good morning isn't on Whatsapp I want a hug from you not a "what's up" When I say" I love you", does your face glow? Does the passion burn fast or burn slow? Remind me what it feels like when we kiss Does your heart beat fast and your hands feel bliss? I want to feel your emotions when we speak Don't send an emoji, it has no emotion leak How do you laugh when I tell you a joke? When you type "LOL",  is the laughter making you choke? How does it feel when you see my chats' header? Don't you think a love letter would have been better? Back to the lonely nights My eyes shut in a room without lights You're probably sleeping in your nightie And I'm here, wishing we'll love like the nineties. written and co

Nigerian Students Poetry Prize (NSPP) is an initiative of Poets in Nigeria (PIN) designed to stimulate creativity, promote literary excellence and broaden the concept of intellectualism among Nigerian undergraduates in Nigeria and the Diaspora. Unarguably the nation’s foremost poetry platform for students, the maiden edition of the prize was inaugurated in 2016 and received 320 entries from 64 tertiary institutions. The 2nd edition of the prize opens to submissions between 16th February, 2017 and 15th April, 2017. Winners will be announced exactly a month thereafter. Aside rewarding top three entrants who also double as prize winners with a total cash prize of ₦200,000, the top 100 entrants will be published in a globally distributed eBook. PRIZE 1st Prize Winner – ₦100,000 2nd Prize Winner – ₦60,000 3rd Prize Winner – ₦40,000 NSPP now rewards the top three entrants with a cash prize of ₦200,000 as against the initial ₦180,000 shared by Noah Oladele (Obafemi Awolo

It never ceases to amaze me how the human heart tends to consider virtually unimportant things as the "prior" things in life. This often brings close to my mind the favorite words of a good old friend... "Some people are so poor,all they have is money". As ironic as it sounds, those words are one of truest man will ever know. Being rich materially seems to be the first and foremost priority in most (if not all) human hearts,thereby forsaking the most important type of wealth.. Richness of the heart. But of what benefit is it if our jewelry boxes are filled up while our hearts are empty? What will it profit us if our bank accounts are fat ...while our hearts are tiny? This brings us to this👉👉 How big is your heart? Watching closely a little relative of mine,I've come to realize that children have the biggest hearts. Hearts so big they can hold the biggest jewel of all times... Contentment. You've got a life, people to call family, a p

After reading EFCC reports this evening I was forced to put up this write-ups or you will call it a cognizant appeal to our Nigerian Customs Service. Below are the details of what was discovered after last week's discovery of 17 exotic cars, just day before yesterday some discoveries were made by our anti-graft agency at the warehouse of our ex-custom service boss. ‎ The anti-graft agency listed the recovered items as: 1. 42 brand new customized yellow-coloured tricycles 2. 16 brand new cargo motorcycles 3. 1 brand new white 32-seater Nissan civilian bus ‎4. 1 MAN Diesel Truck ‎5. 515 brand new imported rugs of different colours and sizes 6. Two metal bullet proof safe with the sum of N 1,565 7. Documents of transactions in different currencies within and outside the country. The Nigerian Customs seizes goods and tags them 'contraband', only for it to be stored in their various warehouses placing in minds of the victims or culprits that the