Artist Alert- March -Music-Nuel King

NUEL KING

Nuel king aka Emmanuel O. Edwards who hails from Delta State is a Songwriter/singer/Choreographer based in lagos,Nigeria. He started his career as a professional Dancer and has drown inspiration from celebrities like late king of Pop Michael Jackson,Usher,Justin Timberlake & Chrisbrown.
In the Year 2010, He spent most of his time in Johannesburg, South Africa also doing Music, Now his ready to kick off strong here in Nigeria with his own very unique Sound & Style. He has a Video coming out soon for his Single "Sugarcane Girl" & will feature great choreography scenes. He has other Singles such as "African lady","Best Girl", & "Exclusive". He is also referred to as the "African Dance Machine" by his friends & Fans. So this year We should all expect something we've never seen in Nigeria before as Nuel king has promised to thrill everyone this year. You can also follow this artist on www.twitter.com @nuelking. Thank You

written by; Neul King
Date; 4 march 2011
Date received by NSW: 3rd march 2011

download Nuelkings song from these links
http://www.4shared.com/audio/Qzo42Hxw/EXCLUSIVE.html
http://www.4shared.com/audio/K8JvVWBe/Sugarcane.html
http://www.4shared.com/audio/iV6xMvms/african_lady.html

Article 009- FOUR REASONS

FOUR REASONS

I do not hold a very strong love for my yesterdays,

But I certainly love the people I met in it,

I may not have been the best of choices,

Yet somehow you found me good enough.

Those days wen my bed was my safe haven,

And my room felt a little bit like heaven,

My pencil was my only weapon of war ,

And the paper ,where I poured my tears.

The moments where I really couldnt answer

the question why? where laughing wuz not

part of my to-do-list,you were there,

like the sun that rises in the mornin,

my push,my go ,my get up,my will

I was afraid of wakin up every single day,

But I did an for some reason you were there,

Even in the moments where no words

Were said, I felt you like a shield.

The days you let me cry on your shoulders,

you stayed up to listen to everyway I felt,

you showed me love I cant explain,

and I drank it in like apple juice.

Im glad you let my Big guy use you,

To bring me joy like music does,

Its amazin how we made it through,

merci,gracias,obrigado,danke sehr,

In every single language thank you,

My eyes r teary as I write,

Not because im sad or hurt,

But because im just in awe

Of wat we share,like communion

U healed me n made me strong.

Four reasons why I made it thru,

Four girls who allowed me to live,

Four walls that shielded me from the pain,

Four friends who r now my sisters….

Dedicated to eno,uk,ini n kapnie…love u guys

written by: Estti edoho.

Date written: janu 21,2011.

Email: estti4shizzy@yahoo.co.uk

Date received by NSW: 3rd March 2011

Article 008-A writers Passion

Writer.

Impelled by a burning desire,
I held the pen of lyrical fire.
For the impulse to write
These words that trouble inside, Has shown me no mercy.
As I danced to this words ceremony,
My quest for which words
Will only give more,
I filled my pages with words from far places
Not impaired by the changing sounds in the air.
More words I wrote
Till my hands got cold.

Name: Nifty
Email: tareloveme@yahoo.com
Date: 3 oct 2005.

Date received by NSW: 2 march 2011

Article 007-A MY LITTLE LOVE STORY

I received only this article for the post Valentine writing competition. and please readers read this piece and tell NSW what you think.

MY LITTLE LOVE STORY

That glorious night with scented candles! I wished it never to pass away as though I was in an exciting trance. It held the joy of a thousand years and took away the miseries of nations unborn. I spoke words and sang songs,travelled from generation to generation. It was his name i called. In the midst of those beautiful roses, I said these words:
silver rims line my heart

with thoughts of swit moments
that fail by day to pass
now to my detriment
I think of you day n night
and now by morning, I seek;
ur whispers and smiles
that graces my day dreams
the warmth of my heart
now and then, I feel ur touch
all replay like yesterday
reaching for you at noontide
thats what you do to me
in different ways I can't explain
hmm! now I dance with the rhythm of volcanic eruptions, destructive but sensational, I speak in tongues of several languages, heavenly or angelic, I cant describe it all as am short of words and vocals, yawning or mawning, which sounds nicest? and now the day is gone till another 365, then ecstacy replays in our hearts once more and with that, I rest my case.

Author : Eruke Ojeuderie

Date written : Feb 17th 20011

Date submitted : 18th of February, 2011

email; Junediva@yahoo.com

VALENTINE WRITING COMPETITION

Hey guys, know you all are wondering what happened to the NSW club. The truth is, I have been having problems with my connection but I just fixed that and we are back on now. I assure you that all your articles would be published before long. Really want to say a big thank you to all those who has sent in mails asking whats been happening. REALLY SORRY FOR THE SILENCE.

The NSW club is hosting a writing competition, in the spirit of valentine

Competition description: write Titled ''my valentine experience" it could be a poem, short story, a report, or free writing which must be understandable.

Prizes: 1st prize- One month Blackberry Internet service (BIS)

2ND prize- one week BIS

3RD Prize-recharge card

Deadline; all articles would be submitted to newschwriters@yahoo.com on or before Sunday the 20th of February

NOTE all articles would be posted as they come in and the article with the highest comment and reaction will win the prize.

HOW CAN I FALL IN LOVE?

Hello my dear readers and fellow writers, i really want to apologize for not blogging for almost two weeks now, am really sorry and i promise to never leave you guys alone again.

Was just thinking about this word called love and how possible it is for me to fall in love, and it seemed that i cant really fall. I always get so close but never close enough to fall off that cliff of like into the ocean of love. I sit daily and ask myself what might be the reason for this? what must i do to fall in love? sadly I have lots of insight on the subject but i need yours. if you are driven by love or you have it in full swell, please write to me and also to lots of people who need to feel that cold, warm and refreshing water flowing from the ocean of love.

write now to newschwriters@yahoo.com and help someone fall in love now.....thanks so much,,,,,

you can also fellow and make your comments on this post...

you can also fellow and make your comments on this post...

Pepple

23rd January 2011

Port Harcourt Nigeria

Article 006-LIFE (Christian inspirational)

LIFE

Life is a mystery, for sure every one has a story which ends in folly or glory. Life they say starts wen the sperm meets the egg. My philosophy of life is that it starts wen one is conscious of self. Then the bounds of innocence re broken. the child becomes the boy, he wants to be independent, he wants to try things. he wants to know. This also is corruption.

Life wheels many men to places least expected, sometimes life can be very funny. God keeps us all. Today one comes to this world, today another is gone. That also is the beginning of another life, the beginning of the end. We all are alive...well that's for those who are reading this. BUT have you asked yourself. WHAT I'M I HERE FOR??? When u find your purpose, it's d beginning of a new era my friend. Discovering your purpose helps u make decisions and be committed to those decisions as u rise up the ladder of success in life. every stage of life has it's area of learning. Not all men in your generation have the same level of knowledge even if for instance they were given same opportunity to know. As our faces re diff so also our zeal.

Your environment changes you, guess we have experienced this, But what about the inner you? It is only u that can encourage . It is only u that can believe in you. What you take in matters because it determines what will be given out. The heart is a magnet for knowledge. the heart desires, the heart is Life. What your heart desires is your life. Therefore your knowledge is also your life, what you give out is you and is what you are known for. They say actions speak beta than words.

We all are the creators of who we are, we are Gods just like the Father is. that why he loves man. HOW WILL YOUR LIFE END IN THE END, HOW WILL YOUR LIFE BEGIN IN THE END? As death is an inevitable passage every man must follow which leads to the LIFE ETERNAL which u were made for. the decision of your eternity lies in your hand. we all have a decision for make for both the spirit and physical man. they re what make u.

The philosophies of life are sometimes hard to follow but His word is always there to guide us.

Reason these facts well.

WRITER: Bob Dee

LOCATION: Port Harcourt

TIME OF CREATION: 6:10 pm on Sunday, 9th Jan. 2011

Email: dapribo@yahoo.com

please people tell NSW(newschoolwriters) what you think about this...

Article 005-YOU SHOULD KNOW

YOU SHOULD KNOW

It takes many mistakes to be wiser,

it takes no thought to be foolish,

it takes negativity to be crushed,

it takes optimism to be lifted,

it takes faith to see,

it takes fear and doubt to be blind,

it takes confidence and courage to rise after a fall,

it takes an upgraded mindset to stand out,

it takes boldness to speak out,

it takes your will to be useful,

it takes smart-work to achieve,

it takes your inner-peace to be fulfilled,

it takes nothing to think,

it takes your belief to make a difference,

it takes your decision to be happy,no matter what...

it takes you and me to make this world a better place...

Author : ESTHER EBIMOGHAN

Date written : 6th of January, 2010

Date submitted : 9th of January, 2011

Article 004-Hip-hop/Rap

MUSIC article
Hip-hop/rap

Music they say is food for the soul. When i hear that, I keep asking myself..what would the world be without music?
Music is divided into various branches: Pop,r&b,hip-hop,jazz etc.My main focus is hip-hop.
Hip-hop originated in the 1970's in New York City. Ever since the origination of hip-hop in the small parts of New York, it has spread widely to various parts of the world ranging from the time of hip-hop legends like Run, DMC to present day rappers. It is usually practiced in the ghetto areas by people who are able to tell stories and talk about life using rhymes to make meaningful lyrics.
The 'Rap Game" has led to a lot of conflicts leading to deaths,this can be found in the case of Christopher Wallace AKA biggy smalls and Lesane Crooks AKA 2pac.
The rate at which rappers get arrested these days is increasing at an alarming rate.More than 4 rappers have been sentenced between the summer of 2009 and that of 2010.This is mostly because of their drug & weapon use or sales.
These days,rappers don't care about the message they convey,they only care about the money they make. Hip-hop is now a commercial game,everybody wants to join it because people only care about a nice beat and a catchy hook and not about the most important thing, which is the "LYRICS"meaning no message is conveyed. So i ask myself this question, Is hip-hop dead?

Article by: Ada Thomas

submitted : 9th January 2011

Location: Port Harcourt, Nigeria

email: kickerboxer6@yahoo.com

Ada Thomas asked a question what will you say, is Hip hop really dead? make your comments now.

Article 003-LIFE

Sitting in front of my system listening to M.I's unstoppable, received this article from Fidel .P. i wanted to wait till tomorrow to post it but i felt you'all needed to read this, its titled "LIFE" read it over and make your comments and also react to it.

thanks. NSW

LIFE

The joy of life is the love of it

The love of it is gives you the enablement to withstand the wind of it

The strength to withstand the wind of it gives you the desire to make life work for love

Life working for love gives you the ability to dream, believe in your dream and achieve life’s goals.

Life is a gift

Inside is a road, a road filled with ups and downs

But very interesting and worth living

So don’t give up when you fail keep loving the life.

A wise man once said “after every experiment comes and experience”

So love your life and enjoy every little moment in it as if it was your last.

Author: Fidel .P.

Date written: 20th of sept 2008

Date summated to Newschoolwriters crew: 8^th jan 2011

Article 002- LIFE ON A NIGERIAN ROAD

LIFE ON A NIGERIAN ROAD

I sit and watch many people every day from a taxi I take to work in the morning. Young men and women going places, rushing to cross the road and trying so hard to get to their various places of work in time. Old and young people walking on the streets with their mind so far away that they don’t even hear the cars horn. I look out the taxi window and see how reckless People are, drivers hitting their horns so stupidly not thinking of the next person, little children running and chasing after cars to sell gala or handkerchief or even sachet water, some stretching their tiny hands to clean the windscreen, “stop! comot from there, you want die?” says the driver angrily, he also sighs and says “chai this children sef, God help us oh” shakes head in pity and drives on.

Still in this taxi I sit so quietly because I follow through to the last stop. At every drop a new passenger enters, some happy some sad. Some smelling bad some with nice perfumes, but I refuse to be distracted I just still look out the taxi window for the life on the streets. All of a sudden I see a checkpoint, it’s the police. The driver pulls over nicely and the officer stretches his hand to the driver and says “Roger” I giggled. The driver answered saying “Officer I just de start work today, nothing de for now.” The police man then says “Oya show me your particulars” when he did this I knew we are in for a little delay. We pleaded with the driver to please give the police man his “Roger” so we can all go. He obeyed and hands the police man a squeezed fifty naira note and the police man reluctantly sighs and says “Oya move,” and the driver drives off .

Still moving we got stuck in a little traffic. I was so unlucky the taxi was right by a large trailer whose oil has not been changed for ages or engine even serviced and the exhaust was right by my window. Any time the trailers engine steams, it sends the carbon from the exhaust right to my face. After this trailer passed came the annoying sound of police trucks with their loud horns and annoying siren taking wrong lanes without any emergency or distress call driving With so much speed. I quickly close my ears and prayed they passed fast before I get a headache. After a while The traffic cleared and we moved on. We later got to a place where the road was so bad that a pregnant woman could have a miscarriage while crossing these potholes. After we passed that road, a man sighs and says in a sad tone “This country sef, when are we going have good roads” I laughed and said “ very soon”. That stirred a huge discussion in the taxi about our country. People in the taxi started talking about what they know and even what they clearly have no idea about but it all seemed true.

Gradually approaching my stop I saw young boys jumping on and off moving buses screaming on the top of their voices names of bus stops for passengers to hop in . It was really a sight, what if they miss a step and fall? who takes the Blame?

Very close to my stop was a traffic warden who always seemed to forget my lane, he calls other lanes to move but mine he always forgets. Finally after motorist have hit their horns for awhile he finally noticed and called my lane then we passed. I tapped the driver and said “dropping de oh driver” he pulled over after twenty to thirty meters from my stop and I paid him and came down. So exhausted I walk gradually till I got to my office, greeted all my colleagues and sat down. I said to myself Oh! what an experience on a Nigerian Road.

Article by: Michael Pepple

submitted : 7th January 2011

Location: Port Harcourt, Nigeria

email: pepple360@yahoo.com

Article 001-A HUG

A HUG

The sun is setting

The clouds are folding

The rain is about to drop.

Our love is fading

Winter is becoming too cold

Summer too hot

Fountains are no more flowing

Our Love is Fading

The lily is closing

The bud of the rose refuse open

The sun flower withers at the setting of the sun

Our Love is Fading

Oh! Oh! What will I do?

Tried to be in his company but No! too much fondness.

Tried his kiss, no! it’s just waters

Oh! What then?

A hug? Yes I think it’s a hug

Oh! a hug, that which binds two hearts with a lovers arrow

And then a kiss to water the hearts to help it grow

And then company to make love last forever

Oh! Our love is fading

What do I do? what do I do?

A hug! A hug will do

Author: Fidel .P.

Date written: 1^st June 2008

Date summated to Newschoolwriters crew: 6^th jan 2011

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