Croyance Ayoade
I am Croyance, a wanderer of boundless imagination and a devotee of the written word. Whenever I put pen to paper, a symphony of emotions orchestrates my spirit. My mind ascends to the lofty heights of Cloud 7, where time bows and my words dance through the ether. In this state, I am free to sculpt entire universes, where reality merges with dreams, and ordinary words reshape into extraordinary tales. Writing is not just my passion; it is my lifeline, a portal through which I embark on endless literary adventures that fuel my soul.
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About a love lost in a moment of prison The year was December 31, 1980 A tale of love that was stolen under the midnight moon In the heart of Africa, amidst the serene waters Two hearts intertwined, destined for forever But on that fateful night, cruel fate intervened She was taken away, lost in the void, my heart uncleaned A love story shattered, filled with deep emotion I wept in pain, my spirit forever broken She vanished into the night, swallowed by the sea I vowed to find her, to bring h...
Title: "Unlocking the Writer's Block: How to Regain Your Inspiration and Creativity" Writing is a beautiful art, and being a writer is a gift that should be cherished. A writer's work can inspire, educate, entertain, and motivate readers, but what happens when this giver of inspiration becomes uninspired? Every writer has experienced writer's block in varying degrees. It's frustrating, disheartening, and can leave a writer feeling defeated. Writer's block leads to a lack of inspiration and crea...
Title: Grandma's Love in Every Bite I won't lose my pride and act all desperate, Like I need you to try and forget her, 'Cause I know you don't feel the same way. But before you go, was there something I could've said, To make your heart beat better? If only I had known the storm you had to weather So before you go, was there something I could've said? To make it all stop hurting? 'Cause it kills me to know I was the one who hurt you "Faith," said my grandma, her hands busy in the kitchen, "...
OMO! it was fun writing 😄😄😄 Title: "The Trio's Rhythm" In a land filled with laughter and cheer, Lived the trio, united, without any fear, Groceries, Floating Berry's, and Sweetener their names, Bringing joy and flavor, igniting life's flames. Groceries, a wise soul with a heart so vast, Wahala and pressure ti wa, but he couldn't be surpassed, He mastered the art of fulfilling needs, From bustling markets, he gathered the seeds. Floating Berry's, the one full of grace and glee, Just...
Whispers of Agony: A Symphony of Souls in Pain In a world of endless tears and suffering, Where hearts ache and souls wither in despair, I pen a symphony of anguish, a poem for all to hear, For the pain that resides within, both known and hidden. From shattered lives and shattered dreams, To wounds that bleed and scars unseen, The husband who lost his guiding light, The wife, left to traverse an abyss of night. Children, innocent and fragile, torn apart, By the cruel hands of fate, breaking t...
Seeking The North Star In the whirlwind of time, I feel the rush, Life zooming past, in a frantic hush. From innocence to adolescence, I've grown, Moments fleeting, seeds of fear sown. I witness my past, like a movie reel, From crawling as a baby, to a heart that can feel. Now standing at the precipice, on life's stage, I tremble, as the script turns another page. Finishing school, NYSC, and the tales untold, Marriage, offspring, a story yet to unfold. The weight of the future, a heavy load t...
Echoes of a Distant Dream In a world unknown, I lost my way, Blind to everything amidst the display, Weightless, floating, adrift in space, Only seeing one scene, my family's embrace. Sitting there with my sister and kin, We sang our hearts out, Arcade, we grinned, But darkness approached in a swift, deadly car, Running towards us, leaving scars. Helpless, frozen, I pitied myself, As rain poured down, like tears from a shelf, The song became a lament, filled with despair, My heart pounded lou...
The Kingdom's Dichotomy: A Prince's Struggle Divine." In regal attire, I stand, a prince by decree, Yet my clothing belies the truth they cannot see. Confusion swirls within, a battle I wage, For my visage tells a tale, at odds with my stage. I tread the path of royalty, adorned with grace, But my heart aches, for a different world I now face. The kingdom's divided, rich, and poor set apart, A truth previously hidden, tugging at my heart. For seventeen years, I was blind to this plight, A pri...
