life without literature, is like life without meaning, like a jellyfish with no sting, like a lion that can’t roar, like a frog that can’t leap, like a wolf without instinct, like a snake without venom, like a falcon without wings, like a fish that can’t swim, like fire without flames, life without literature, doesn’t have a purpose
Hey! I'm Oluwatooki-Gbenro-Adegbite, I'm twelve years old currently, and I am an inspirational writer. I write because I get to express thoughts that can hardly be expressed by words. I love writing and i hope you enjoy my work!
Hi Tooki…so proud of you! And happy belated birthday.. This is so subtle in its definite nuance and so pungent in its ‘telling’. Keep writing Tooki. Much love aunty mina. So happy you logged on to HOP.
In my heart and my head there is an inky blackness that roars with a deafening silence As I stand so still in the tunnel of darkness, so still, like a boat between the swells of a tumultuous mountain I
To conquer my desire, I chose to battle alone. Armed with hope, Strength and courage Holding weapons of determination and perseverance Struggled, fought till the last blood sheds But.. Lost!!!!Defeated!!! People say “Life is like licking honey off a thorn”….Yes
The sun is now hiding its light And hope is fading in the darkness of the night Tears fell from your weary eyes Holding back the hardships in your heart I can tell it with your sigh. Teardrops glitter in
You heard what you wanted to hear You felt what you wanted to feel You ignored all the evidence to the contrary And resigned yourself to the fates But what you did not see Was the turmoil that started it
I’m a prisoner -A prisoner of my mind. I can’t be free. I can’t be me. Locked in by anxiety, interrogated by insecurity, and depression is barricading the door. With no room to breathe, I can feel my lungs collapse
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7 Comments on "Life Without Literature"
too beautiful words from too small a boy ,nicely put a person is only an animal till cant appreciate literature
Thank you for enjoying my poem and appreciating my work.
wonderfully written – a real talent for being just 9 years old.
Thank you
I am turning ten on Nov 9,less than 24 hours
honestly Tooki
Life without literature is life without purpose
very well said dear
Hi Tooki…so proud of you! And happy belated birthday..
This is so subtle in its definite nuance and so pungent in its ‘telling’.
Keep writing Tooki. Much love aunty mina. So happy you logged on to HOP.
Ehhh, Took!
This a well thought-out poem we are more than impressed. In fact those words are 20years older than you. Cheers!