Deeda’s Words

Deeda’s Words We all get lost for words during those moments it truly matters what we say. Deeda's words provides these memorable words for every special moment.

These are pen stands for the office carved from high quality polished wood. Gift your special someone something they can...
04/11/2018

These are pen stands for the office carved from high quality polished wood. Gift your special someone something they can truly show off. Tell us what you want written on it and we do the rest. Shape of Africa, Sierra Leone and a heart shape available.
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Are you wondering what gift to give that special someone. Deeda's Words has all these and more for sale. Each item is p...
02/11/2018

Are you wondering what gift to give that special someone.
Deeda's Words has all these and more for sale. Each item is personalized for just one dear person. Give a gift that will stand the test of time, starting from as low as Le 45,000. Free personalized card or quality bead jewellery on all purchases over Le 180,000

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The first time I saw her she wore a blue dress. No princess ever looked so beautiful in a blue dress. She became a frien...
31/10/2018

The first time I saw her she wore a blue dress. No princess ever looked so beautiful in a blue dress. She became a friend and my family. She gave me a reason to wake up each morning. She gave me a reason to smile, to laugh and many reasons to love. And when she kissed me there was no hunger or death. Just both of us in a perfect world.

We find love and beauty in the worst places

My mother was a clever woman even though she could not write a letter to save her life. She made up for her lack of educ...
30/10/2018

My mother was a clever woman even though she could not write a letter to save her life. She made up for her lack of education with her sound judgement, enduring compassion and wise decisions
Mothers are incredible people.

Today I visited my school for the leaders reading challenge. Passages from my books were read.It was such a wonderful f...
29/10/2018

Today I visited my school for the leaders reading challenge. Passages from my books were read.

It was such a wonderful feeling to be back where it all started. I love my school. Beacon High School.

I fell in love with youWith your smile and with your flawsI fell in love with youWith the way u felt like homeI loved yo...
27/10/2018

I fell in love with you
With your smile and with your flaws
I fell in love with you
With the way u felt like home
I loved you when you made me laugh
So now I love you more when you make me cry
I will keep loving you for breaking this heart
For everything I dislike is a part of you
And I fell for all of you

Writing is more than a few scattered fragments of a person's imagination being flung carelessly on a piece of paper. It ...
26/10/2018

Writing is more than a few scattered fragments of a person's imagination being flung carelessly on a piece of paper. It is an art, it adds meaning to what would otherwise be pieces of nothingness. Writing down your thoughts makes them immortal. The words you say matter, they have the power to hurt. They also have the power to heal and make whole what has been broken. For me writing is life

Because mental health is an issue we must not sweep under the carpet. These demons will not die so call her insane as sh...
26/10/2018

Because mental health is an issue we must not sweep under the carpet.
These demons will not die so call her insane as she carries plastic dolls around swathed in tender affection. She feeds them from her breasts and calls their names. There is one for every child she buried. It was so long ago, when she still had a home, before she was called insane and when she still had her children. .

Writers can relateMy muse came to visit last nightLips trembling, hearts beating, souls unitingJust within reach, barel...
25/10/2018

Writers can relate
My muse came to visit last night
Lips trembling, hearts beating, souls uniting
Just within reach, barely in sight
Desires kindling, spirits yearning
It's presence a beautiful light
Bodies sweating, minds lusting
Craving and longing for it's warm embrace
And now I can't stop writing

Some poems tell a story no matter how they are read. They are my favourite types of poems. Try reading this poem from th...
23/10/2018

Some poems tell a story no matter how they are read. They are my favourite types of poems. Try reading this poem from the top to bottom then read it again from the bottom to the top. I wrote this for my mother

I come home to you mother
When am scared and when I feel alone
In my mother's arms I find safety and warmth
Only a mother loves truly and completely
Among friends there is rivalry and hatred
Among lovers there is jealousy and scorn,
when I am tired of all the hurt
I remember your words
I think about your wisdom
I come home to you.

Don't forget to read from the bottom up also

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