Thursday, 14 December 2017

We're now running on another platform.

We're now running on another platform. You'd probably been checking up and seeing no updates and it's been keeping you wondering. Fear not, we're still in operation, in fact, this time more smoothly on a better platform, catch up on and the amplification continues. Thanks for staying with us and sorry for any inconvenience(s) we might have caused.
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Friday, 24 November 2017

My Woman

From time immemorial 
From when I can't recall
We've been taught that ladies are meant to be helpmates
They are beautiful, soft creatures, treat them as such
They need care and much love
But the true meaning of love is dead
For current definitions of love are mere spoken words
Words electroplated with glittering gold

A school of thought says they are unstable 
They'll ruin a man with one touch
Paint themselves like saints, their prey unaware of their scent
"Chai, that guy is loaded", that's just the declaration
"Babe, I need to chop am", that becomes the acknowledgment
"Yes o, you need the money, who love don help?", the abstract is set
"Hello my name is Judith, what's yours?", chapter one just began
Yet they are weaker vessels

Sometimes I just sit and wonder
How did we get to this point where we aren't so concerned
All blinded by this tool of poetry called love
A word we so carelessly use
Painting her black deeds white
Removing her pimples with our words and cravings
She knows the truth but believes our lies
How pitiful that in this modern day, love is still blind

Talking to her friends, she'd be like, "He's just so cute"
But in front of him she'd be like, "don't let your beards deceive you o"
Wait o, is it not the beards you're falling for, hmm
With her roommates, she'd paint how she wishes he'd just say the word
Yet, "guy chill now, we just became friends, I don't think I'm ready yet" are the series of sermons we get to hear
Have we gotten so bored and idle
That love becomes a toy to play with 
Portraying the opposite of who we are

Now she is finally ready
But oga don move on
She claims to be heart broken
But he never even held your heart, so who broke it?
The tale has not even started for he is dating her friend 
Wait till she finds out, heaven will let loose
Mrs Woman, park well
Mr Man don drive go.... 

They want the bald rich man and that handsome caring guy, babe choose one
They sit and plan how they'll spend his money
Cuba today, tomorrow Paris 
He'd do it without a third thought
Love is the spell she has casted upon him
Don't get me wrong, love is beautiful
But love is best understood and practiced when you know who love is
Not what it is

Once again I say, don't get me wrong
I only have one message to pass
And this letter is to my woman
This piece of writing is not gender bias
For the man himself is a wolf under sheep clothing
But today is not for man
Today is for my woman,
My woman

This is a letter to my woman
Addressed to her heart
Signed by my thoughts
Drafted by my words
Please pay close attention
To the statements written in red
Don't worry, this is not new King James version
For they represent my heart desires

Please my woman, you know yourself
Don't make it hard for me
I don't see why you need to play hard to get when you're going to be my woman
I don't know how to play that game very well so it won't be fun
Please just say yes when I come asking 
And "I do", when the priest announces 
And together we will build our little dynasty 
With me as your king and you as my queen

I'd like it if you were not fat so I can wrap my arms around you
I'm fair but complexion is secondary
What matters to me is how you look like for nightmares are real
Your physical blessings will surely fall on me 
I'd like to watch you sleep and draw a portrait of your dreams
Your vision will be my Craig list
And my thoughts will be your drama
Plenty grounds to conquer and na so we go dey hammer 

So my woman, here's my CV
Carefully drafted and written, from experience
I am handsome and not bald 
I am wealthy and caring
I am slim, that's just my nature
I have packs but it's just two, you probably won't care
I am a singer, just be my African queen
And let our kingdom reign

Lastly my woman
Please don't forget my address which is in the future
I am ready to be your wing man 
Any time, any day, just don't be a player
Our children will call u mama
And on my shoulders you will conquer 
Your pain will be mine and mine yours
Just understand when and how to relate

Yours faithfully
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Thursday, 16 November 2017

I pray, I prayed, I'll pray.

Let me nutshell excess and tell you of how she became the essence, she brought color to my world more than my iris have done to my eyes, moments without her were times I became restless for she, was the most beautiful, dutiful, and the perfect of all I’ve seen, don’t know if she was made for me, but I want her anyway, so I pray. I did.
Lord, I pray I have her, I didn’t precede your name with dear for I’m not a saint, I’m more of a sinner, but if what the believers say has any truth in it, you don’t care. I’m BELIEVING you’d deliver.
We got off on the good foot and then we caught mayday, a couple of maydays actually, this is a rush through them so let me just get to the highlight that, she got cancer. So the doctor said, he broke my heart, for his words fell on my ears like a china plate.
Dear Lord, I prayed I have her, I precede your name with dear now not that I’m a saint but now I’m less of a sinner, but if what I believe in has any truth in it, you don’t care. Save her please for I want to sing you eulogies and not near some deep hole eulogy. I’m BELIEVING you’d deliver.
She’s hale and healthy, was in her sound mind and still is, when she started acting up like our relationship will soon be hitting the theaters, good heavens know she had me all confused on what was going wrong ‘cos this wasn’t normally how she operate. She complained quite a whole lot, they were glaringly excuses for when she said it was over was after I caught her under him reciting hymns in a manner that startled me.
So dear Lord, I’ll pray, I’m sorry I’ve only come for selfish reasons but for just this once more I seek you for a similar reason and thereafter I’ll with reasoning.
I’m off to tell her of how funny it is that the fights we had didn’t stop me from planning on ringing her finger, I’ve be taking up jobs in hope of a life for us that’d be better, cancer couldn’t break us apart so I really do find it funny that a guy did ‘cos he has more money, he did what death couldn’t pull off, how ironic!
So I’ll, not pray that her action be reciprocated unto her for I loved her, not that evil befalls her for I’m now a believer, but that our paths never cross again for I now un-believe-her. I’d hate to become an unbeliever again.
Like how it all began.
(c)Cirphrank IWrite PoeticAli. I’m inking again
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Friday, 27 October 2017

Burning Mountain

When bomb spells B.O.O.M
Blocks recite D.O.O.M
Leg races against its seeds
Falling to the mountain's feet.
Timing punishment; rattling thoughts
Desires whisk away with the moon
As it runs back and forth
Like a pendulum in its self-contained room.
Wandering leggy legs
Lost in gathering hays
Like a lamb in red
Drinking from its salty lake.
The steaming flavour
Falling like rainfall
Making heaps of ridge
Growing without wings.
Confusion is a delicacy
Well spiced to taste
Its aroma buries rest
As we devour and fret.

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Friday, 20 October 2017

Picture Pun (05)

Evening there, welcome to the 5th edition of the picture pun mini competition by Beta Yarn!. If you are totally new and have no idea as regards the working of things on this, read this.

I'm sorry we've been off on this for some time now and been quite irregular with articles in an odd manner, please accept our apologies. Tonight in apology we're giving a double treat. And we're deeply sorry the eBooks did not come through, this week, we'll make up for it.

This week's pun is no tougher than last week's own though, just a little tricky. Answer to last week's own can be found here which Mr. Lucy got right.

  How To Answer/Participate:   You get a chance by winning just by dropping a comment in the following format:

Your Name
Your Phone Number
Your Answer (Your version of the complete statement)

I made that text really bold because to win this edition's own, you need to drop the complete statement so we can be sure you are not 'lucking' it out.


Akpan Olawole Ismail
Cat pecks Dogs

And if you are right, voila! You are contacted and awarded your prize! ( Specify the thing about the person that hinted the answer to you.)

For Today's Episode, below are the questions, GOODLUCK!



It's not really that hard though, let's have your answer, just number them, may the smartest brain with the quickest finger win.

First Person To Answer Right Gets The Airtime + A Free Premium Ebook, and The Following 5 Gets Free Premium Ebooks.
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Thursday, 19 October 2017

Failed Trials (Poem)

You tried to break me down
But I will never tumble
All my plans you want to rumble
What you really bring is trouble
You tried to make me drown
But I am still stable

You tried to raze me down
With flames of anger
Good news, am still waxing stronger
You thought you could make me weak
A day,  no all week
You said you saw me smaller
But I am still growing taller

You tried to break my stay
My strength gives no way
You want my knees on the ground
But my glory knows no bound
You want to break my bones
You even throw stones
But I''ll keep on standing high
To your deeds, I'll never say aye

I'll always get all the chance
To give my best dance
You thought you won
From you, victory is gone
But you'll hear of my victories
 and all my good stories
From me, you will hear not, tears of sadness
I am the strongest of all lioness.

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Friday, 13 October 2017

The Book Monger Story.

Hey there, hiya! how have you been? fine I believe.

First off, sorry there hasn't really been any update coming from us over here at Betayarn, well, actually, there's a good side to that. WE HAVE BEEN INVOLVED IN A REV  that's about to shock a whole lot of people with perpetual excitement!!!

Have you ever pondered what it would be like if you had a website that's indigenous that you could readily go to to read cool stories for free? Written by indigenous writers giving you the exotic feel of home? have you ever wondered how you could actively put a penny to judicious use? ever thought of it if there's a possibility of something good coming out of your writing??? Well, my best choice of words are: We Heard Your Thoughts, And In Reply, We Bring You BOOK MONGER!
Built With Just Two Thing In Mind: Ease And Light-Weight!

Book Monger is a new online platform, launched on the first of October(To Beta Testers), strictly for minimal disbursing and acquisition of eBooks ONLY.


Today marks the day it goes life, and starts actual sales. The site offers;
  1. Free downloads of eBooks
  2. Cheap eBooks
  3. And chance for you to sell your writings.
To get started, simply log on now @

The latest and most sleek local eBooks online space. Perks of getting on now: There are tons of heavy coupons going out for new accounts. Another thing about the platform is: the customer care is great!

What are you waiting for? Log on now and get acquiring for FREE! 

And oh, pardon that we've not brought you picture pun two times in a row, watch out for a gush this incoming week. Now, off you go, ALL ROADS LEAD TO BOOKMONGER!
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Wednesday, 4 October 2017

If No be God - Oje (streeCH music)

If e no make sense, we no dey yarn am! a.k.a BETAYARN.

If no be God, trust me you no wan download am...OJE
Lyricaly conc. makes sense like whispers from the Lord, street music and yet church's glory, you definitely have never heard anything like this before and most definitely would love it!!!
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Tuesday, 3 October 2017

Being Grateful (Spoken Words)

I was reading my bible
And it made me marvel
For I couldn't understand the things I read
As examples were in form of parables that I couldn't fathom like puzzles

I remember the path about the rich fool
Who had his belly full
But was never grateful
For he was a fool bigger than a big foolish fool
And this fool wasn't thankful to God
For the bountiful food which made his store house full

And this made God angry
For his thoughts were like
And forgetting that without God, man is NOTHING
So God decided to make this fool feel some suffering
By taking away the air which this fool has been breathing

Come to think of it
This fool could just be anyone of us on earth
For if I can guess
Yesterday majority of us ate
Forgetting to give thanks to He who rules the Heavens and the Earth
And gave us what we ate

How about instead of we wasting time on stupid things
Like thinking of how to acquire worldly things
Let's get on out knees and give thanks to Him

And for our guys who have forgotten about paying their tithes
But remember to hold a lady tight
And also more concerned on wearing rags
Calling it swaggs because they sag
But I call it QUACKS

I pray we deviate from things of nonentity
And fill our heart with things of Heavenly morality
Such as glorifying the Holy Trinity
and its glorious entity
That is greater than all principalities
Commiting satanic atrocities in our society

So I advice that we give God the gratitude
For He alone has the pulchritude
And in it did He create Heavenly institutes
And it is our solemn duty as members of His institute
To give Him the gratitude
And proclaim His Glory to the multitude.

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Saturday, 30 September 2017

Good Music Alert! Chief - By Nero

This is a lyrically smooth party jam and clean piece by the "upcoming" sleek artiste: Nero, I put the upcoming in quote because he doesn't actually sound like one. He has this unique tune that anyone can easily identify with, in this particular song. he's heard hitting it hard on a beat that I'd say is nothing short of awesome, his flows would tell you that it is so worth spending your mb on downloading over and over again!

Click Here To Download and have a blast this Saturday!
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