JOY NGOFAA'S BLOG

I am light,  I am not the mistakes I have made, I am not anything that causes pain, I am not a fragment of a broken piece. I am whole, Of body and of soul, not incomplete. Not the piece of some shattered dream. I am really not what words can tell. I am awesome and wonderful. I am not perfect and I am not there yet, But this me that I am I like, I love and I adore, because I am a star. A light, a precious gem,  I stand out as the star that brightens the night. I AM LIGHT and so are you. I am Kenneth Ferdinand.  and it is time to shine your light, it is time to LIGHT UP Written by: Ferdinand Kenneth. Bio Kenneth Ferdinand Kelechi is a motivational speaker and writer.  A law student who's work is driven by a passion to animate and transform lives.  Some of his write-ups have featured on blogs, books and magazines including Hybeblast magazine. To follow him on Facebook  Click here

The concept of luminary writing goes beyond just the impetus that drives the reader. Hillary Obinna Nwoziri, a profound luminary writer, and author of "The Voyager's Muse" opens up about himself in this exclusive interview with Miss Joy Ngofaa. Joy: Hi Hillary, tell us a little about yourself. Hillary: I'm from Imo State, the last of 5 children, and the last son too. Currently, I'm in the final lap of my second year in the University of Port Harcourt. I'm Studying Linguistics and Communication Studies. I love to write, sing, and sleep. I also love to travel and keep busy. Joy: That's interesting. So how did you begin your journey as a writer? Hillary: I've been writing since I was in primary school. I was one of the best essay and composition writers in my school. It continued till secondary school. At that time, I hadn't seen writing as a big deal (of course it is a big deal). I didn't see it as something I'll take on as

Trapped in dramatic illusions Lost in the realm of notions Catapulted to a world of fancy indulgence The mind in its own is a globe Porous and wide in scope. The creepy events that betide within Hidden by walls unseen The  site of embellished desires Decorated by dribs of nefariousness That thrives in solitude. If one could see the mind of another Or the intents of a neighbor Rather than hoaxed expositions A shield for perpetrations. Who can discern The unscrupulous form of the mind But the proprietor. So I think not upon utterances But wonder I deliberately Upon the man that lies within The mind. Written by: Miss Joy Ngofaa Model: Miss Nimi Ngiangia