But He was A Perfect gentleman 2

But He was A Perfect gentleman 2
by DavidBokolo

This is the 2nd part of the story, "But he was a a perfect gentleman." I don't know how Loundah will extricate herself from the whirlpool she'd got her self in. Let's see how this will turn out in the next episode. I will see you there.

BUT HE IS A PERFECT GENTLEMAN 1

BUT HE IS A PERFECT GENTLEMAN 1
by DavidBokolo

This is the first part of Love story. I used it to close my post for the year 2015. The part two of this story will open the year 2016. Please check it out.

THE UNIQUENESS OF CREATION

THE UNIQUENESS OF CREATION
by DavidBokolo

The rough edges of life and the smooth plains are mere transience in the passage of time.

Hand in hand

Hand in hand
by DavidBokolo

I am sharing this moment with all my pals in this platform

IT IS A CHRISTMAS DAY

IT IS A CHRISTMAS DAY
by DavidBokolo

It is Christmas 2015. As we once again celebrate this day, lets us also reflect on the true significant of the day and our relationship with the owner of the day

I LOVE MY COUNTRY

I LOVE MY COUNTRY
by DavidBokolo

These are really indecisive times in my country.

Conflicting Realities 2: My Guidance Angel 2

Conflicting Realities 2: My Guidance Angel 2
by DavidBokolo

I started a discussion withe the old man last week who took me on a memory lane. We are still talking . And they are quite revealing. Mind to share with me?

PEACE TO THE WORLD

PEACE TO THE WORLD
by DavidBokolo

As Christians all over the world prepare for yet another celebration of the birth Jesus Christ, I can't help drawing a line of what has happened to our world, contrasting what Christ did and man desire to walk in the opposite lane.

IN TIMES LIKE THESE

IN TIMES LIKE THESE
by DavidBokolo

Giving expression to my thoughts: at moment of trials and perils of life what decision would one make.

CONFLICTING REALITY 2 (MY GUIDANCE ANGEL PT 1)

CONFLICTING REALITY 2 (MY GUIDANCE ANGEL PT 1)
by DavidBokolo

Still thinking about the beauty of nature in a lonely beach, I had an unexpected visitor who took me down memory lane. Mind sharing my thoughts with me?

OH! WHAT A YEAR, 2015

OH! WHAT A YEAR, 2015
by DavidBokolo

I look through the events of the year 2015 and glorified God for all the Amazing things He has done.

ENYUMUAMA 2: ROYAL VACUUM

ENYUMUAMA 2: ROYAL VACUUM
by DavidBokolo

I wrote this poem as the Amadabo Of Enyumuama, a town in the Niger Delta of Nigeria whose cry of abandonment graced this forum recently. What do I do about this ancient kingdom?

THE GOLD IN SILENCE HAS BEEN DESECRATED

THE GOLD IN SILENCE HAS BEEN DESECRATED
by DavidBokolo

When we fail to say what we are suppose to say, when it it is supposed to be said, then we have desecrated the golden rule saying silence is golden. For the gold is in the silence when it is necessary to be silence.

The Divisional Crime Branch; The Mystery of the missing video.

The Divisional Crime Branch; The Mystery of the missing video.
by DavidBokolo

This is an extract from the mystery of the video. A chanced encounter in a literary program made me changed that bit. do read and compare.

THE RHYTHM OF LIFE

THE RHYTHM OF LIFE
by DavidBokolo

That is the way it is . The Rhythm of Life

FROM A LITERARY SABBATICAL

FROM A LITERARY SABBATICAL
by DavidBokolo

I have return to this platform to share my thoughts with you.

THE SONG OF THE WEARY SOJOURNER

THE SONG OF THE WEARY SOJOURNER
by DavidBokolo

I just came out for a breather from a literary sabbatical. Like as I love to say, I am not a song writer, but I write the songs my soul sings. Can anyone sing this with me.

ENYUMU-AMA

ENYUMU-AMA
by DavidBokolo

I, a once thriving community is now abandoned due to labor mobility. I am wailing to come back to life.

The Years Have Come and Gone: But They sealed our Love 1

The Years Have Come and Gone: But They sealed our Love 1
by DavidBokolo

Time they say heals all wound. Give yourself a time to heal your pains

The Years Have Come and Gone: But They sealed our Love 2

The Years Have Come and Gone: But They sealed our Love 2
by DavidBokolo

They say time heals all wound: Give that pain a time to be healed. Would you?

THE LITTLE OBEDIENT WALL CLOCK

THE LITTLE OBEDIENT WALL CLOCK
by DavidBokolo

He did not know that I only had to change the battery of the clock to let it start ticking on. I looked at it hanging on the wall, regarding me soberly while obediently, giving me an accurate time schedule about my daily routine.

A RAPPEL SO SLIPPERY YET I CLING ON

A RAPPEL SO SLIPPERY YET I CLING ON
by DavidBokolo

I am walking a slippery thoroughfare; a pilgrim in search of home where He that sits on the Throne is the King of king.

THE FLATTERY OF HUMAN SPEECH

THE FLATTERY OF HUMAN SPEECH
by DavidBokolo

Why do I want to always expressed my feelings darkly and deeply? Where is the sun shine in life of the pen and ink?

THE MOON WATCHES IN A FATHERLY SOBRIETY

THE MOON WATCHES IN A FATHERLY SOBRIETY
by DavidBokolo

I could feel the awesomeness of God's presence through the activities of the elements; They are patience, ticking on everyday, with precision and diligence.

THE TRAVAILS OF THE HUNTER 3: THE MAN WITH THE RIFLE

THE TRAVAILS OF THE HUNTER 3: THE MAN WITH THE RIFLE
by DavidBokolo

This is part three of my story the Travails of the Hunter. A day in the life of the hunter in the wild.

The Obedient Little Wall Clock 3

The Obedient Little Wall Clock 3
by DavidBokolo

How important our useless things could be when we lost them. This is the concluding part of the little Obedient Wall Clock.

GRIM AND GLOOM: BRIGHT AND BLOOM, THAT'S THE WAY THEY ARE

GRIM AND GLOOM: BRIGHT AND BLOOM, THAT'S THE WAY THEY ARE
by DavidBokolo

The way we speak sometimes affect our attitude; the way we feel also affect the way we speak.