Ikedinachukwu N.

Hey, I am a creative writer who can interpret exactly what my employers convey into words that they never felt could express. Below is an example of one of my many poems and writings I wonder sometimes how I'll leave, Will it be a bullet to my heart as I declare my love, Or a misunderstood feeling of affection that tears me apart, I wonder what the doctor's necropsy would tell, Maybe my soul bleeds the purity of hope, Or my heart too heavy to carry, I wonder what afterlife would be like, Will it be another continuous chapter of unorthodox make beliefs caused by senility Or a renewed hope of tranquility, I wonder too much only to understand a fraction of prediction, Only the future's vision understands why love is my oblique omission. K. E. N.