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Aishat Jimoh
Creator name | Humble Pen
Student|Poet| writer|freelancer|open for ghostwriting. @ Federal university of Oye Ekiti.
Ado-Ekiti, Nigeria
I am a poet and a writer. My enthusiasm for writing made me explore the world of writing either creative or essays. The uniqueness of words give me the ability to sculpt my creativity into many different forms and shapes.
I weave my words into braids of emotions, genres and the inner utterances my soul whispers. I feels my pieces; the emotions, struggles, unfairity and the whatnots.
My connections with words made me spills inks with unseen ferocity that only my readers feel and hear.
Member since Sep 16, 2025
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Written pieces includes: "The night king", "I hold a lotus flower", " Shades of life" and so on.
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Student|Poet| writer|freelancer|open for ghostwriting. @ Federal university of Oye Ekiti.
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Posted on Sept. 22, 2025, 10:38 a.m.
In People and Society
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I stumbled across a video that made me feel much better after watching it. I realized that it's not about having goals, but it's about taking steps towards it. This video is about overthinking. I learnt that spinning over unneeded thoughts makes goals less achievable for most people. How long you...
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Posted on Sept. 18, 2025, 9:39 a.m.
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Oil and gas industry have been the power engine behind a nation’s economy prowess as it hold the most significant spot in its economy hierarchy system. This industry is the thriving pillar which enables the fostering of nation’s economy and maximizing the economic and social benefits for the host...
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Posted on Sept. 16, 2025, 6:47 p.m.
In Literature, Writing and Blogging
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My days holds nothing of my past, it owe her nothing, Days revolving keeps my head spinning, I tried to see what's so unsee, the precious future, I am a house, what made and making my interior and exterior,The past I have shuffled and passed, the one I have grown, relish or maybe,Like a behind pa...
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