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Who Am I?

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Have you ever asked yourself that question? A lot of people are mislead by others because they do not know who they are; they let others define them. The world of today is not a bed of roses, there are a lot of thorns and troubles that will come your way and if you do not know who you are, you will fall.

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Don’t surround yourself with those people who don’t have positive ambitions for themselves and you, instead with people who you can influence positively and vice-versa. Be yourself. People will always respect you more if you are original. Challenge and love yourself, but above all, FEAR GOD.

BY: BRIEF TALKS

I HOPE MY WRITING INSPIRES YOU TOO!!

I wrote this short speech a while back. It really brings good memories. ENJOY!!

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Big Dream, Little Rio

SHORT STORIES #1.

On the great fields of Magi, there lived different species of birds. Every specie had their distinctive characteristic but the geese in particular were very mischievous. Among all the geese though, only one was different and that was Rio.

Rio was by no means like the rest of the flock. He was upright, hardworking, and loved by the Birdaroo Community. Although he seemed perfect, Rio had one problem; he couldn’t fly.

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One day, the Eagle called for a meeting with the Community. And he said, ‘’Alas! It is time for the yearly migration to Brazil for the winter. Please pack all you need and store the rest neatly in your homes. We leave in two days.’’

Everyone was excited. The Birdaroo Migration was the most adventurous time of the year. It was period for the birds bond, have fun, and improve their flight skills. So, as everyone ran to their homes to prepare, Rio climbed to the top of an oak tree and began to sob. ‘’If only I could fly,’’ he said, ‘’Then I could go to Brazil.’’

Then, three geese flew over the oak tree and one of them said, ‘’Ha-ha! Look, its Rio the cry baby!’’ And another said, ’’Too bad he never follows the flock on Migration trips’’, and then they chorused, ‘’ Cause he can’t fly’’ And with that, they flew away leaving poor Rio feeling worse than ever before.

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The winter was slowing creeping in. The Birdaroo flocks had already left Magi and the land was deserted. But Rio was tucked away in his little home drinking a hot cup of tea and reading the last Daily Bird newspaper. Soon, he decided to go for a stroll.  After a few hours of walking, he accidentally wandered off into human territory.

Suddenly, a terrible blizzard kicked in so he had no choice but to take refuge in a dirty alleyway. Not too long after, a girl named Térfa had spotted him unconscious while on her way home and after much contemplation, she picked him up with her knitted scarf and continued on her way.

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When he woke up, Rio got the fright of his life. The last thing he remembered before fainting was lying in the alley. But now, he was deep in a human’s territory. Afraid, he ran forward but hit himself against the bars of the cage he hadn’t noticed before. Rio tried his best to break free but he was extremely weak.

 Térfa had come in after the commotion and saw the scene. ’Stop’, she said, ‘You’re only going to hurt yourself even more. Wait, let me help you.’ Térfa managed to carry a still struggling Rio to the fireplace and gently massaged his wings. ‘Hmm’, Rio thought, ‘This might not be so bad after all’. And with that he slept off.

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When he awoke the next morning in Térfa’s arms, he snuggled into her shirt as a sign of greeting. Seeming to understand the gesture, Térfa said, ‘’Good morning to you darling. Here, have some nuts.’ After eating, she played with him even more. Soon enough, Rio started getting attached to his newfound friend. They did everything together. Played together, ate together, slept together, and even went out together.

A few days later, they were out in her backyard playing when Rio looked up to see some geese flying in the air. Noting his sudden change in behavior, Térfa looked up to see his species. ’Why don’t you join your friends. I’m sure they’ll be missing you.’

When Rio didn’t look up, she got the hint. ‘What’s wrong?’ Then Rio tried a flapping motion to no avail to show he wasn’t able to fly. ’Well, don’t worry. I’m going to make sure you fly’. And that’s exactly what she did.

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Every morning Térfa would train Rio through obstacle courses, wing exercises and other techniques. A few weeks had passed, when one afternoon during training, he was dropped from a tree and miraculously, he flew. Térfa jumped for joy and Rio himself was very much elated.

Months had passed and soon enough, it was time to return to Birdaroo. So he flapped goodbye to Térfa and headed home. As he flew, he thought, ’Now that I can fly, I could finally go with the flock to Brazil, and he smiled very happily to himself.

And surely, when the migration trip came the following year, little Rio flew for the first time to Brazil.

By: Brief Talks

This is a short story I wrote a while ago. It’s for the younger audience though 😀

Feel free to reblog and comment. I hope my writing inspires you too!!

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POEM TITLED: THIN ICE AND SACRIFICE

POEM SERIES #3

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Behind bars we stood

I and my lover, with the other hoods

Don’t be mistaken, we weren’t thieves

Someone deceived us and we believed

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The entire country was in jeopardy

I was forced to hide in my study

Day after day and night after night

Waiting hopefully for a better sight

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Until the day the guards took us to the fields

Ten soldiers all lined up with guns and shields

This was it, the end of it all

I, filled with trepidation and hope so small

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I was first to be shoot and my lover, runner-up

My lover begging endlessly for my sake while I sobbed

Alas! It was time to face the gun

Nowhere to hide, nowhere to run

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As I stood blindfolded, my arms open wide

I heard my lover struggling to break free near my side

My life sliding on thin ice about to crack

Each second like long years as I waited for the impact

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Finally, the trigger was pulled and I waited for the brunt

There was a loud scream

One second, two, three, four had passed

I was confused was I dead at last?

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I removed the blindfolds which left a sore

My lover was not with the guards anymore

I looked down and to my greatest surprise

There my lover beneath me with closed eyes

By: Brief Talks

This was one of the very first poems I have ever written. I hope my writing inspires you too 🙂

Feel free to comment and reblog.

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