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When the truth about something lies under the carpet, people will step on it to sell false narratives.

Poetry, like many other topics, has been affiliated with narratives she didn't birth. Therefore, tonight, we shall be sharing experiences on these narratives as enthusiasts and participants.

Through the link comments, join us tonight, on Space, at 08:00PM WAT, to share your experience(s) on which narrative you have been a victim of as a participant, or which narrative you believe/used to believe is true as an enthusiast.

Every day, life hands us moments that ache, heal, inspire, frustrate, and transform us. Yet many of these experiences never find their way into poems.

Is it the struggle to keep going?
The quiet sacrifices no one sees?
The joy of ordinary conversations?
The weight of waiting? The beauty hidden in routine?

Using the link below, join us on X space tonight, on My Poetry and I Forum at 08:00PM WAT. Share your thoughts, stories, and reflections. Let's uncover the everyday experiences that deserve a place in poetry
https://x.com/i/spaces/1qxvvvMwegqxB

Poetry has shown up in different ways for different people. To one, it could be financial or social, to another, it could be emotional or academic.

How has poetry shown up for you?
Share your poetry testimony with us tomorrow at 08:00PM WAT, on X space:
https://x.com/i/spaces/1AKEmmNgoOnKL

The Song of Animaria

Each day when the sun rises,
I hurry from my sleep,
I can't wait to greet you with my song.
You are every kind of flower,
Every animal I meet,
You are nature full of grace and majesty.

From your skies the snow gently falls to the earth,
From your trees the birds nest and play.
From your oceans the fish school and travel the world,
Oh, nature, please don't ever go away.

Each day when the sun rises,
I hurry from my sleep,
I can't wait to greet you with my song.
You are every kind of flower,
Every animal I meet,
Nature you are grace and majesty.

📷Photo by Abdulganiyu Nafisat

Eid Mubarak

Join the conversation tonight, 08:00PM WAT. We want to hear your opinion.
Join with this link: https://x.com/i/spaces/1pKdRRbkbjjJW

We ran the race with all our hearts
Fighting to the death, we ran the charts
Twenty two years we watch and pray
Champions again ole ole

They trolled and trolled our every game
Bantering the boys, forgetting shame
The Elephant refused to sway
Champions again ole ole

We played our game and showed our cards
Playing the foe, they lose their guards
Set piece again ole ole
Champions again ole ole

We want to hear your opinions.
Why do you think sad poems resonate quickly, very quickly than happy poems do?

Join the conversation. Share your thoughts.
Use the link in the comments to prepare. Tomorrow, 08:00PM WAT, on this app.

Tonight, we do not write in lines and stanzas:
We open the pages to cruise and converse.

Tonight, we do not speak of poetry:
We speak of moments and memories in poetry.

Tonight, we do not read poems:
We share our experiences in poetry.

Join us tonight at 08:00PM WAT, 09:00PM SAST, and join others in sharing your escapades in poetry.

Join via the link in the comments.

We write poems.
We read poems.
Many of us can relate with the feeling from a poem.

Some know poets.
Some are poets.
Many can relate with the feelings of a poet in specific situations.

But,
How often do we talk about poems and our personal experiences with poetry,
Either as a writer or reader, as a speaker or listener?

Let us stop writing for a moment.
Let us stop reading for some minutes.
And speak. And listen.
Not about lines and stanzas,
Or about rhymes and rhythm,
But about our personal encounters with poetry and how it has shaped us.

Join us on My Poetry and I,
Every Monday, 08:00PM WAT
And share your experiences with poetry and how it has translated to your reality.