Blind Dark Shadow
Blind dark shadow
strikes furthermore
pulling a vital soul
off the vigour tree
lush victim shrieks
mother nature moans
the birds drift away
goosebumps everywhere
clouds drip afresh
the widow mourns her child
Is there no heart
within the crooked smile
of a stained teeth
loitering around
the widow to eat?
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I'm a food scientist who has chosen the path of creative writing- the one thing which comes to me naturally.
Back in 2013, my love for teaching young learners propelled me into picking teaching as a career. I taught English, Maths and Science in the United Arab Emirates where I lived for ten years. Right now, I live in Coal City, a beautiful hilly area of my country Nigeria.
My website Fiez-writer is a product of my extreme desire to share my writing with the world. Here, I share fiction, poems, thoughts and writing tips.
A huge part of my life is spent with my lovely family and I'm a proud mother to three brilliant kids.
Beautiful but scary. Lol, just kidding. Nice read.
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Death made a happy woman a widow!
Death took the widows only son!!
Now death wants to take the widow!!!
That’s sad…and scary.
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But to think of it, I know how it feels. Death is cruel and I in as much as so many of us pray not to die. Death is inevitable so the prayer should be. Let’s leave our footprint on this earth so our legacy can still live on even when we are gone.
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Such an insightful comment. You’re right. It doesn’t matter how and when, we should live the best life we can to make a positive impact in the lives of others. We shall be remembered for our good works.
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Exactly
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