La Jazzmine's Chronicles

If you have not been to the four walls of the Nigerian university, an undergraduate of one, or an alumnus, this poem is just for you as it encompasses the life of someone in school as a student . Enjoy . It's such a relief to finally be out of that cage called the university. That hub bub with all sorts of camouflaged wisdom of freedom but in reality a mix of foolishness and dignified rubbish I'm glad to be out of the grasp of fake comfort and popularity, to the real world To be able to express myself knowing there is no special reward attached to what I didn't do or should do I'm glad I'm out of a world of unnecessary ideas that stink and make no sense. (Although some do but we can't just see it yet). What will I miss? I'm still thinking. What will? The free rides and fake tides? The things that are nought but made to look like all, Maybe that. To everyone who made the sad headlines of my story know this, It's a pity yo...

Jazzmine was born in the middle of a whirl wind in the farthest north of the deserts plains, lost in a sand storm, she stumbled upon a book and biro... Blah blah blah, just kidding. So, all you need to know is simple, Jazzmine is your writer girl. Most of the poems and stories are purely fiction, however some may be based on true life events which may be stated or otherwise not. She opens the mind of others to you, even hers too, creepy isn't it.  Sorry to say but you might become a mind reader. Feed your mind. Feel free to ask your questions about the author and the contents, your feedback and reviews are also welcomed too. All poems and content are subject to copyright policies and should not be used or reproduced in any form without consent from the author. Connect with me on Instagram:@Jazzmine_rapper On Facebook @Elimimian Beryl Jasmine Enjoy your reading