Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
Biography of Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha
First son of Vin and Lizzy, loved by two sisters: Deborah and Joy. He does not joke with his cousins, respects and adores his Uncles and Aunts.
A Psychology Scholar, graduate of Imo State University, Owerri, Imo State, Nigeria. Proud of his colour, loves and respects every peoples, Aims at the peak of professing Psychology.
A writer with all it takes from nature to soar high into the depths and heights of literary achievements. Writes the trio of prose, drama and poetry.
A christian, whose diversity of religion is so accommodating that people marvel and confuse his orientation.
Am just K.C.
Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha's Works:
Advice for Teenagers on Abstinence from Sexual Immoralities
Kctony Xtopher Nkwocha Poems
Teenage age, what an age! Where maturity broods in the twenties. A swimmable ocean of difficulties but, deletion of secrecy icon leads to assuage.
A sweet heart having eyes glittering like diamonds. A face that look like the sun. I am unable to behold the beam
Beautiful; Our World
Looking across the horizon befuddlement cuddles me beautiful celestial landscape that swallows the skyline in royalty
Absence Of Lecture Noise
Deafening vocals hit my ear. I can get nothing, still conversations abound there. Though there exist classes, but, I take 'em all as phrasses.
Flower is of beauty scented in essesnce, scuried for, by hands knowing its prominence
Great heroine of my faculty. Esteem, hold I you, my damsel. You are a siren to masculinity possessing larynx of soprano,
Dogs Play (An Option For Man)
It is better to be like dogs you don’t think so huh. ‘Cos dogs are unrefined related to elicit sexuality
While a blessed nation robs itself of ammunition weapons of the new century develop science and technology.
Are We Ashamed?
Though a shame for such a land my country is shameless. A land losing its people to alien illiteracy.
Blockages of vision motivations of unconscious actions blinds the eyes of goodism pays heed to immediacy.
A heart in jumbles seeking ways to realse its bubbles. It tuggles amidst struggles to be free from shack shackles.
A Scar On The Moon
Not only the Ozone depletes The sun’s vigor energizes The earth delineates- Discomfort and turmoil for its inhabitants
A Nature's Gift
She's magnetic without knowing Nature's in love with her that it bestowed on her beauties. Can I be nature's rival?
When gullets await passersby And intestines pray for visitors. Whole body apply functionalism to make a living.
We say we love
when we lost.
We frown when praised
deep inside we ‘re elated.
but say we ‘re dead.
At the point of death
we shout “ I ‘m alive”.
In suffering we claim to enjoy.