IRENE

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The second requirement of a good poem was the emotion and the feelings inserted into the poem, poet are actually artist and artist are known for emotion manipulation, Emotion manipulation in the sense that they are able to play with or at least get even if it is a little bit of their audience emotion through their craft, and then play it to the point they needed it to be. Samuel's poem now for example was a poem driven by pain, pride and regret, and also the unwillingness to let go, Such a poem is sure to make it reader experience all the emotions, but just like Samuel's poem, not all poet are able to do this voluntary, it is done most times in setting state of mind out of the control of our being. Once Samuel was done, he gave the poem a last read and sighed, but then suddenly he started laughing, he finally realised he had fulfilled one of his dreams, becoming a poet, he had developed that dream after seeing Daniella many videos and liked the way she imputed emotions into her poems and so it always affected his emotions. 'One of my dreams consigning being an artist has been achieved just like that, What a joke, well then next is going to be music, As for the poem I did better keep it somewhere safe, if i manage to write more masterpiece, I will stash everything together and introduce them to the world but not with my real name, but an alias, it wouldn't be good if a lot people know I had problems with my brother, Everything I do, I have to tread with caution, Next is for the right emotion suitable to create a song of my own to show up, I can't use the same reason I used on the poem on the song' Samuel thought, obviously he had yet to give up on his music dream and desired to continue chasing it. He stood up and a place were he kept some books that resembled diaries, he picked one of them up and then returned to his seat, he then rewrote the poem on it and then locked up the diary and he hid it below the box inside his side of the wardrobe where his clothe was nearly arranged inside. "Haaaaaaaa" He let out a slight breath of air. So much feel emotions in one day wasn't really easy to contain. He was in some sort of semi trance state struggling not to enter anymore deep thought in order to not spike any more deep emotions as he felt that his heart might just burst open from overloading. "Kon kon kon" A noise came from the parlour sounding like a human hand hitting iron, he immediately knew it was from the door and then went to open it. He walked until he got to the front of the door and then moved the bolt of the door towards the opposite side of the door lock. As the door opened, A beautiful slightly busty woman was reviewed, truly defining the famous saying 'A beauty that could fell nations", She had an average height, neither too tall nor too short, she had a quite noticeable dimples sprouting out in her face, Her skin looked really fair, but more like the black kind of fair just like her two siblings, She had this imposing air of an office worker around her even though she was on lace, A cultural dress belonging to the Igbo tribe in Nigeria, She was a true explanation of what a mature beauty should look like. Samuel got off the way so she could enter the house, and she walked through the door into the house, As she got in she immediately stopped the facade she was putting on and ran towards the chair, she sat down real quick and the first thing she did was to remove her high heels, it was then Samuel noticed the high hills and took a good look at it, he finally understood why she was in so much hurry, The shoe she was putting on was a high heel shoe, in fact, merely calling it a high heel was an understatement, the hills were almost as long as a pen, and as thin as pencil, it could be seen how strong and good the materials used to make the shoes were as it hadn't broken even when carrying Irene who wasn't necessarily a light weight on it, because, considering it's appearance, it should have, Samuel found it funny, he had always been amazed about the opposite s*x called females, and the way they put themselves over so much stress and pain just to do things that they think will amaze men or their co-gender, and Samuel didn't know whether it was only him, but he felt like as if the things they were doing was actually turning him off, he literally felt irritated at some things they do and call it fashion, like those who rub beauty mask on their face every day to lighten and smoothen up their already light and smooth skin and then after the entire drama, there will be little to know effect of the mask on their body, what annoyed Samuel about that mask was how painful it was to take off. At first it is creamy in nature, and all you have to do is run it all over your face, but then you will then have to wait for the given time indicated on the direction of use on the product, and then you slowly tale it off, it is in taking off that the main problem lies, Taking it off isn't really as easy at it sound, When taking the mask off, it usually draws any visible thing at the part of your face you applied out with it, Things like hair, and some other things, imagine pulling a strand of air out of your body, how it will feel, now imagine pulling 100 strands at once, that was the kind of pain associated with using the face mask. "Hope there is still rice in the pot" She asked, There wasn't much exchange of greetings. Back at school before they came back, they could be considered quite close, but over here, it wasn't all that so, even though they were still good, they had had frequent quarrels during those moment when they were both managing the POS business, the quarrels were mostly about trust issues or Irene being overly troublesome and flaunting her power as the elder sister, she could call Samuel's name like 60 times a day just to do some miscellaneous things she could actually do by herself, and this was usually for things that wouldn't do much to her if she just did it by herself, but no, she just wanted to keep showing off, and it really made Samuel really angry, it was until Samuel stopped working and started keeping his distance did she stop, and then their relationship began to heal itself. "Yes, A little though, maybe it will be enough for you" He said, at the last part of his speech, he introduced a cheeky smile, his expression showed that was obviously a bug fat lie, Irene just hissed and then walked towards the kitchen while throwing at Samuel a bombastic side eye, Samuel in responds just turned his cheeky smile into a cheeky low laughter, a laughter with style. Nor long pass by, after a few noise of metal clashing with metal and other solid things were heard, Irene walked back out with a round glass plate filled with a reddish orange type of rice, with two big chunk of chicken on top of it, One of the meat being chicken lap and the other its wings. The rice in question was called jollof rice and was a general Nigeria food, not just Nigeria but Africa food, this food always seemed to taste different when cooked by different people whether with different spices or the same, This is why Samuel always found it dumb when people kept comparing Nigeria jollof and Ghana jollof, as he knew there was nothing like that, Ghana is also one of the prominent countries of Africa. Samuel found his self a seat and sat down and then brought out his phone from his pocket, be then scrolled to where t****k app was and talked on it, thereby opening the app. Soon a video of a girl named purple speedy dancing was displayed in front of him, after the video, another video of a new song of a famous Nigerian singer Davido popped up on the screen, after Samuel scrolled down the screen and then a video of a Nigerian gospel music dancer called Riayung dancing to the new gospel song Sang by tim godfrey called just negodu. "So how was today's service, You looked like you lost some weight, you definitely danced a lot today" Samuel said while still keeping a smile on his face, he was obviously out to taunt her, he and his brother relationship usually go towards the direction of Michael taunting Samuel, well this was the exact opposite for Samuel and Irene, as it was always Samuel doing the taunting in this case only that the slapping of head and back and ruffling of hair was excluded as no matter what, this was his senior sister. "The service was nice as for the other part of your nonsense, my reply is that you should think before you talk, how can one loose so much weight in a few hours without medical assistance, stop talking like a lay man and start talking more like an educated person that you are, okayyyyyyyy" She said, coming again with that adult tone, Samuel always wondered whether it was only with him she behaved like this, more like he wished though as he did like this his sister even though she hadn't done much for him, she had also not caused much problem for him, and he felt if that was how she behaved with her man, he was very likely to quickly get tired of her, but then different men had different taste, as her man seemed to really love her without considering her size, or maybe her size is what turns him on.
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