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Emotional Poems about Broken Heart, Life Struggles, Love and Pain

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Poems about Love

What type of poem do you like reading?

Poems about Love, or poems about life struggles, or even poems about death!! Well, that might not matter now. But here, we assure you of something, having a good read.

 

Poem is a mild and calm melody slowly played to show depth of feelings or emotions. But, circumstances has made some poems more enjoyable. Example, a poem about death read when feeling sad can have major emotional reflex.

Also, Poems falls
under various sector with various names apportioned to them.

We got poems about broken heart, poems about Love, poems about pains and many more.

Although, Emotional poems have very powerful spot on soft hearts. Some poems could be so affectionate to the mind and soul while so could develop our mind for suspense or rest.

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Below is a poem by EFE.

Tales of the broken hearted’
Sometimes I wonder how I feel
You’ve hurt me but it’s possible to heal
Emotions filling my stomach, I don’t want a meal
My heart is breaking, I taught it was made of steel
I remember the good days, those memories I can’t kill
How did it happen, my eyes stay still,
The tears flow, I try to conceal,
The numbness inside I don’t want to reveal
My mouth wide open, the words are not going spill,
I close my eyes and wish all this is not real
No. I can’t give up that’s the deal
I’ll fight for you, die for you, yes I will
I hope this reaches your heart openly without a seal
And our love should come back around spinning like a wheel
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History from time long ago has produce great poets who write poems about varying topics. Poets are those with the efficient skills of writing poems, breaking boredom and creating excitement.

Also, Poems has played a major role in the human mind and body system. All  at one time in life has probably sang a poem.

 

But wait, take for an instance the nursing mother who sings to her baby before bed time, that can be a lovely poem depending on its format and content. That possible a poem about the stars and moon.

 

Examine another lovely poem written by Zarah below.

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Sounds of sand in love!
If starry space no limit.. And sun succeeds to sun…
There is no reason to suppose. Our earth the only one.
Min’s countless constellations cast, A million words may be 
With each a heart to bless or blast , And to steer up devises
Just think, A million heart or so.. To guide it vital stream
Without all to the boss.(love)
A deity supreme
Such Magnitude oppress my heart, From cosmic space it wings
So untimely it comes but hard to find
Relief in little things. For look!!!. Within my hallow hand
While around earth careens, I wonder what it means 
Ahhh… getting so late to notice
Only to realize it LOVE
And it’s a mystery…

Events are said to cause emotions, those feelings in expressive words produce a poem with relation to our present feelings. Lots of poems have being written worldwide, some are so short while others so long.

 

An Indian poem called the Mahabharata is said to be the longest poem with over a million words.

Emotional poems about life struggles

The world has globally recognize march 21st as world poet day, so write a poem, be a poet and be proud to join the celebration.

 

Read the poem title Broken by TeamTegz below.

 

* BROKEN *
Drenched by my tear, The wind rejected me, 
Fear envelopes my heart, My heart is crumbled, 
Can’t pick up the pieces, The chains of loneliness grip me, 
But the news of your leaving, Kept me in darkness for so long, 
In there I remembered,  Those nights you sang to me a song, 
Oh! My heart has failed me.  In some way I thought I could do it, 
But the ghost in me, Kept pushing me towards you, 
Although I cried not because you left, You were happy without me, 
But it’s not the same now again, This time, am gearing up, 
Re-engine myself, Be friend the wind, 
This time, am bracing up, To the ghost in me I say, 
“YOUR TIME IS UP”
Since you forgot me, 
Am doing the same. 

Some great poet of all time include

  • Wole Soyinka born in 1934 and from Nigeria.
  • Ana Paula Arendt born in 1980 and from Brazil.
  • Mustafa Nissaboury born in 1943 and from Morocco.
  • Also, Ken Saro Wiwa, the freedom fighter was from Nigeria was a great historical poet.
  • Shady Yasin born in 1984 and from Somalia.
  • David Rubadiri born in 1930 and from Malawi.
  • Also, Gabriel Okpara born in 1921 and from Nigeria was notable for his poems.
  • Ari Sitas born in 1952 and from South Africa.
  • Elizabeth Akers born in 1832 and from America, Although late, her poems ain’t LATE.

These are just but a very few poets, they were not the best in poetry, but they had impacting words to the readers of poem.

Thinking of the benefit of being a poet is far more than imagine. It opens the door to world of vocabulary development, create recognition in the society, although a poem is relatively short, those lines can pierce the heart, and lot others.

Try reading poems, try writing some.

Also, feel free to mail us your poem for publishing here.

 

Naabiae Nenu-B is a Medical Health Student and an SEO Specialist dedicated to flushing the web off fake news and scam scandals. He aims at being "Africa's Best Leak and Review Blogger" and that's the unwavering stand of Xycinews Media.

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Solnovel Review – Read A Novel and Make $5 For Free

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I have published some articles about apps that pays users for chatting, reading books, and having their money invested over time. I decided to publish this solnovel review with all the information other blogs has kept away from you all.

What is Solnovel About

Solnovel is a platform that pays it users for publishing novels and also rewards them for reading novels on the site as well.

Depending on individual, solnovel is an app that can generate you up to $5 daily and it gives instant $2 for signing up. Keep on reading and I will entail more information.

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Solnovel Review

The book store Solnovel was lunched lately making it so new. It’s a platform for users who love publishing novels and books because this platform rewards them.

There are lot of book publishing sites, but only a few rewards users hard work, rather they monitize your contents. But with Solnovel, you don’t need to sell your book before you can make money from, just apply to be a publisher and start earning for publishing your novels.

How To Earn on Solnovel

As mentioned earlier, there are numerous ways to earn from Solnovel apart from the sign up bonus and we will discuss each of them below.

Solnovel Sign-up

Signing up on the platform gives you an instant $2, that’s pretty much for a start I must say. Therefore, just beware that it won’t last long before dropping to maybe $0.bla bla bla.

But for now, hurry up and join and get your instant 200 bonus which is equivalent to $2. But do note that this bonus cannot be redeemed yet, until you reach their threshold of 500 POINTS which is equivalent to 5$ before you can redeem the bonus.

Inviting Friends to Solnovel App

Just as you receive reward for signing up, you also receive points for inviting new users. According to the platform, you will be rewarded with up to 1200 points for directly inviting new users and upto 800 points for indirectly inviting new users.

Read Novels on Solnovel

After signing up, there are some few novels available in the library, read this novels and earn some more points, after completing novel, the points will be automatically added to your current points in the profile tab, so the more you read the more you earn.

Publishing Solnovel

If you are a writer or you think you can do well in writing novels, then I suggest you apply for this, the platform allows a anybody to apply for a writer on the platform, and your contents will be published on the platform.

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Solnovel Registration

Signing up for this platform is quite easy, just follow the steps below to successfully sign up for the platform.

  • Visit the site
  • Once you visited the platform, you will be told “you have 2 dollars in your account” and also be told to redeem it, click on check it now to directly download the app.
  • After successful download, ensure that you your device is set to allow installation from unknown source
  • To do that goto settings>security>and ensure that unknown source is allowed.
  • Install the app and launch.
  • After launching the app, you will automatically be on the “Discover” tab, click on the “me” tab and select login/Register.
  • If you have your Google account connected to your device simply click on sign up with Google
  • After signing up, the 200 bonus will automatically reflect on your balance.

Solnovel Login

Before you have access to Solnovel login page, it’s obvious you must registered successfully.

To login Solnovel only the below is needed

  • User name
  • Password

Solnovel Referral Bonus

To get your referral code to invite others, simply click on invite and copy your referral code to clipboard.

Solnovel Withdrawal

The minimum threshold you can reach on this platform before redeeming your points is $5,you can easily get to this amount by performing various tasks on the platform.

There is only one method of withdrawal from this platform, and that is through your PayPal account.

In Summary – Is Solnovel Legit or Scam

Gradually concluding this Solnovel Review – team Xycinews can’t pronounce Solnovel scam or legit because we wrote Solnovel Review Article.

It’s has outlined how it works and I see no reason why it should be considered as scam.

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Mother or Murder – A Short Story

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Just before the beginning of the 5th month since I missed my monthly flow, I had in mind to see a quack pharmacist along my street. I have planned to get it done earlier but my money was not up to what could even consult, left alone making things happen.

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Uche has abandoned me after I complained of my slight headache during morning hours, and how dizzy my eyes turn at mid day. Although, I did not clearly state it to him that I’ve missed my monthly flow. I never wanted him to feel bad since he was preparing to sit for his final examinations. I just don’t know, maybe he was clever enough to figure out that this is all it has turned to be. Poor boy, I don’t blame him though, I made myself into this mess. I wish I could turn the hands of the clock, start it all again or maybe play very smart on that very night. Who could tell, maybe not that night? I am here all alone.

After saving every penny and dime I gathered from menial jobs and gifts from friends, I realised an encouraging amount to meet this young man. People have gone through him and they gave their remarkable stories, some are happily married with children, none could have figured an atom of unprofessionalism or being unethical for his practices.

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He might be one with such God-giving gift or maybe he was so close to or might have worked with a professional medical expert who is a gynecologist. His knowledge in it is not common.
On a faithful Sunday, when my roomies have gone for a Sunday Service, I went to him, although he is an Adventist. He came to me, palpated my tommy, he smiled and looked into my eyes and called me MOTHER. Is he alright at all? Or does this young man knows his job or why I am here? I was pondering. He asked me if I’ve started feeling kicks from the baby, “which baby Oga?! I don’t know what you are talking oo, just remove this mess inside of me!” I slammed him in anger. He told me to come back the following day. I was likely to have test the following day but I had to set my priorities.

The following day came, I went to him towards evening. I got to his kiosk and we went down in an inner room. I felt the scissors through my opening as it measured my length under me. I felt the pains as if some sort of raw surgery was going under me. Seconds to minutes to hours passed, the pains were growing more severe that after he finished with me I couldn’t move my succulent butts or raise my curvy thighs. What pains have I pushed myself into? Oh God save me!, I cried. I stayed in his apartment till 11 p.m. when he was about to close. I managed through pains to get to my lodge.

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My friends never got to know about the murder I’ve committed, this was a trauma I couldn’t out of it. I took pills prescribed by the pharmacist, regularly sit on boiled water. All for what? I asked myself what was my fate. I hated seeing myself close to babies as I vividly visualize my messy act. I stayed for weeks missing lectures and tests. I was ok at last and went back to my normal business but the trauma was so severe for me to bare.

Four months and some weeks after the abortion, my very first and last abortion, I vowed not to engage myself in such act again. I felt very sick, and I called my parents and they came and took me to a clinic, where I was admitted for three days. After a thorough diagnosis by the doctor, it was announced to my parents that I underwent a surgery and some sort of objects are left behind in my womb and it has been clotted within. This could be removed through surgery alone. I felt like strangling myself and wiping my shameful face away from the earth’s surface. After much pressure, I opened up to my parents. The pains written all over their faces was what I couldn’t describe. I failed them, failed younger ones, the ones who looked up to me and built hope. I brought shame to motherhood and embraced mediocrity for life.

Few weeks later, I had a successful surgery, and the unlucky me was declared to be medically barren as my uterus(womb) became shattered.
Now my sky is no longer blue, my sun has refused to rise. It has finally dawn on me that I’m hopeless.
From being a MOTHER with pride, though it would have been sauced with a little taste of shame. Now I’m a MURDERER WITH NO HOPE OF BECOMING A MOTHER IN MY ENTIRE LIFETIME.

#the choice is yours; Be a murderer or a mother.
Short Story: Fiction.
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Hunger Send Kids Begging Amidst COVID-19 Pandemic – A Poor Apocalypse Tale

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Your about reading a pitiable tale, get your emotions in tact, get your tears wiper nearby, hold your phone firmly, and please share this article too.

 

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With stomach protruded, palm hard like nut, a 13 years teen stretch her palm pleading, “Uncle abeg gimme 1 sugar, I won eat”. Only the devil could smile at a half blind girl, begging breakfast for dinner ……..

 

Welcome to ZKwako

With the COVID-19 Pandemic threat hitting African most metropolitan city, an indefinite ruled got passed for everyone to observe a self lock down and quarantining.

Undeniably sending millions behind doors and home bars, this is a story of a poor African community struggling for survival.

ZKwako a poor city boast of its dorminanc in poverty and daily death toil. A greater epidemic then Corona Virus rules – HUNGER.  

Die Surviving

On the coast of Lagos mainland bridge, a poor community built on stilts dwels. Far from land, poverty has pushed the families to the Lagoon mid unit.

Survival has being for the fittest, Fear from drowning grips the poor neighborhood and empty pots rattling in the air dominates the poor settlers music industry, the broadest smile showed no teeth – no joy was ZKwako nick name.

Dying while surviving inscribed on the only bill board reminded Walking dead survivors their fate.

 

Beyound The Boarders

Across the power lines lies a thousand poor wooden homes floating on water, zooming in, this is the story of ZKwako, a poor community with one leader – HUNGER.

After a Governmental order for stilts demolition, over 3000 persons roomed homeless. Poverty level heightened, death from hunger made survival game of thrones. Drinking the dirty salty water felt nourishing.

 

Shut Down

Pitiful, empty rattling empty pots made no magical meals of them, paddling my canoe, I got struck with a lot of heart stabbing realities.

With stomach protruded, palm hard like canel, a 13 years teen stretch her palm pleading, “Uncle abeg gimme 1 sugar, I won eat”, only the devil could smile at a half blind begging girl.

In a bid to help, stone throw was a kid groaning in pains, running to inquire, he has neither taste water nor food for for 48 hrs. Thinking of myself, I have only chewed 2 handful of Garri with the sour tasting river water.

Eyes up, they cloud turned dark, once happy family moaning in agony, a deadlier virus has struck.

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A Deadlier Virus

Stirring my canoe further north ward, 7 kids frowned at me –”what’s wrong, I shouldn’t follow that road I ask?”… “Head shaking no response was ultered”.

Assumably, the elder kid face fell with tears, seconded by 6 kids silently before me. I felt like they were mourning my future death if I took that water routh.

Reversing to return west ward, one said -”Bloda dash us food”, amused I ask, “where mummy dey” ?

Standing at the door was an elderly lady with torn cloth, “we don drink Garri tire” she responded.

Blames on poor sensitization, a widow who already lost her husband to suicide after depression and 2 kids to hunger needs no blame at such point.

 

Nightingale

Returning to my well ragged corner beneath the bridge, I watched hundreds of homeless persons return to varying corners. Face pale, I was among the millions sleeping with an empty stomach.

Government and the elite knew not millions were sleeping alife and waking up as corpse.

Lying hungry beneath the noisy flyover bridge, I recall the the story of a depressed Father who died leaving poor kids without a mum.

This was a greater epidemic, o poor ZKwako I screamed on my entire asset of rags.

 

A Song To ZKwako

Sleeping hunger was normal, but waking up hungrier was painful.

Lying down sluggishly with hope to die soon became an anthem.

The salty river with hundreds of dead childhood friends became our only water source – What a science of recycling.

Forced vegetarians we became, the grass a new herb or death a new bed. Beneath the bridge and parks an awesome self contain for hundreds.

Born poor was firm, should I dye poor in my birth place too? – ooo ZKwako.

Unavoidably, we are forced in a pagentry contesting for “Face of Poverty”.

 

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Disclaimer

This tale and experience recorded is completely imaginative except for reference to poor indigenous coast tallying with a real time location at the onset.

If material relate to you or a third party, it’s 100% coincidence.

After reading large on increasing mortality rate because of HUNGER, this article is to create awareness to the world what some persons face daily.

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