BIOGRAPHY: Careen Yoge Ndoke
Careen Yoge Ndoke, known by her writing name Careen Ndoke, is a Cameroonian, born in July 05 1999, in Muyuka (south west region in Cameroon). She is a Nursing student and writer. Her writing began like a little spark in 2015, where she thought of writing a memoir of her life story. Limited with the believe ‘everything has a time’, she dropped her pen with the words „I will write it at the right time“ Well, seems like the right time took forever to come by but never did she notice.
After a serious illness which made her lay several days on a hospital bed in December 2019 along side some emotional trauma which break her into several pieces, she decided to pick up her pen and wrote her first book. It felt like the lost spark was rekindling so she searched more in her imagination to bring out more stories which was a wonder. By and by, she wrote and got more and more better, also improving in her skills of writing. She learned to turn her misery into beauty. Like she would say „bring out the beauty from your misery“
So far, she has written more than 15 books; mostly anthologies with moral lessons on life, inspirational books, health books and two novels with an ongoing one. Her love for poetry began in her high school days in the year 2012, but was developed last year (2019) and so far, she has written more than 25 poems.
In addition, she has won several accolades in different writing forums. She also has spread her writing on several social media sites which she created to reach the world. Like her mission statement goes thus „Let’s spread love to the world, for that’s all it needs to be better, why not best?“
Slowly but progressively, she turned her spark into a flame and is still turning it into a wild but beautiful flame as one of her believes goes thus „the master of growth, is an open mind and willing spirit“.
MY HONEY BUNNY
You are cute like bunny.
Your love is more like honey.
Making it cloying but yummy.
Life tests us again and again.
I fall in its trap.
Hurt you beyond imaginations.
At the verge of giving up.
You loved me with my flaws.
Meanwhile I was but a hard but to crack.
When I bubbled in ire.
Patience is what I lack.
Again you calm me down.
Teaching me life is not for the faint.
You are not just a lover.
But also a teacher.
Not just a brother but also a best friend.
You may not be perfect.
To me, you are Mr. Right.
You crown my every day.
Teaching me love’s value.
Feeling me with inspiration.
Overflowing my days with joy.
Thank you for being my friend.
Thank you for being my honey bunny.
JUST YOU
I am not asking for wealth.
I am not asking for luxuries.
I am not asking for treasures.
It’s you I want.
I am not asking for fame.
I am not asking for promises.
I am not asking for gifts.
It’s love I want.
I don’t need sympathy.
I don’t need consolation.
I don’t need explanations.
Trust is enough.
I am not asking for mansion.
I am not asking for the world.
I am not asking for your all.
Just a little space in your heart to call my own.
I don’t need to go to costly places.
I don’t need to have your watch.
I don’t need all your time.
All I need is a little part of it.
I don’t care about where you take me to.
You make every place special.
I don’t care if you offer me expensive gift.
The love and care is priceless.
I don’t care if we don’t go on candle light date.
Watching the stars with you is more than enough.
I don’t care if my day gets bad.
The little care and midnight chats takes me to cloud nine.
All I want is your love.
Your attention and little care.
Seeing you smile everyday every day.
Telling you that.
It’s just you.
It’s been you.
It’s still you, and.
Maybe it will always be you.
WRITERS MAGIC FROM AN IDEA
Open the eyes of your imagination.
Let your mind sail you through the ocean of inspiration.
With your ears, capture wavy melodies of motivation.
Give you spirit the opportunity to go on an adventure.
Hold not your hand from grabbing the magic wand.
And on a virgin sheet, with mature ink.
Let that moment flow like a river in mind.
Flow with beautiful stories in pink.
LONELY
He grew without mum,
Without dad.
No family to call his own.
No one to direct his path.
Love was a mystery in his sight.
A lonely soul,
Delivered into the jungle.
Lost in the darkness of solitude,
Life was a lonely lane.
Dry like the desert.
Each day he strived.
Fought demons of negativity.
Mephistopheles a great charmer,
Pushed him each time to vanity.
Like a warrior he knocked.
Pondering in his desolation,
He asked the universe….
„What’s my purpose? Will I always suffer? Was I made to watch others bloom? Was I created with blurred vision? Am I cursed? Or am I a burden to the universe?“
Even the animals saw his gloom.
But one day,
Nature wept for this lad.
The universe shared his agony.
The galaxy was touched by his lamentations.
Sun and moon wailed at the sight of his gloom.
The gods and goddesses heartbroken,
Gave out a blow of the convocation trumpet.
All who felt his pain rushed in.
The meeting was to get a solution.
Does he possess the gift of multiplication?…
SUNSET
Sitting at the balcony, I pondered in lost.
Suddenly, something captured my view.
It was like a magnet, pulling me closer through every glimpse.
It won…
It got my full attention.
Wondering what that is?
SUNSET!
I was charmed by the beautiful sunset.
It got me staring in space 🌌
Taking me on a ride with grace.
Rays flashed through my face,
In a snap, I was in glade.
With greatness like ace.
Magic? yes, magic!
Sunset is magical.
Again, I was teleported by rays.
This time, to a land I crave.
My wonderland, my perfect place.
Sitting with grace like an ace,
A screen was turned on to gaze.
Guess what?
Memories was what it played.
Like a memoir, taking me on mind race.
One with no trace.
With peace and smile interlaced,
I watched with hope,
That one day,
I will make this moment a reality in place.