Famous Name Poem | Simply Nsikak | Nickname Poem

This famous name poem is my early day introduction and some of the nicknames that my friends at different times used to call me. Just for the fun!

Reflecting on the nicknames we've been given throughout our lives can be a nostalgic journey, evoking memories of youthful days and the camaraderie shared with friends. These monikers, whether affectionate or playful, often hold a special place in our hearts, serving as a reminder of the bonds forged in the fires of friendship. As we look back on our early introductions, we may find ourselves smiling at the recollection of the names by which we were once known, each one a testament to the unique relationships that shaped our formative years.

While the nicknames of our past may now be relegated to memory, they serve as markers of our personal growth and evolution. Just as we outgrow childhood monikers, so too do we outgrow old habits, beliefs, and ways of being. Each day presents an opportunity for growth and change, a chance to redefine ourselves and make a positive impact on the world around us. As we embrace the journey of self-discovery and transformation, we find that our true identity is not defined by the names we are called, but by the character we embody and the values we uphold.

Indeed, life is a journey of continual growth and renewal, a process of shedding old identities to make way for new possibilities. While the nicknames of our past may no longer define us, they remain a cherished part of our personal history, a testament to the friendships and experiences that have shaped us into the individuals we are today. As we move forward on our journey, let us embrace the opportunity to make a positive difference in the world, knowing that each day brings with it the chance to leave a lasting legacy of love, kindness, and compassion. This famous name poem is my early day introduction and some of the nicknames that my friends at different times used to call me.  Right now, I am out of those names. We grow up each day to make a change in our world. Till the Day

Simply Nsikak

Do I need an intro

For the curious souls

You need not search further

To many, I may mean

A different thing to them.

To some ‘am Skilful

To others ‘am Shaker

To some ‘am De-engel

To others ‘am Simple

To some ‘am Teasean

To all ‘am Kissan

To so ‘am Wilnettes.

Now ‘am Kissan

It feels good to drop a kiss

That touches gently the two souls

Licking it off with the saliva

That creams the mind

And living a lasting stigmatic breath

That warms the heart

Like the dew drops from the snow.

Nsikak Andrew, 10th April 2002