
Anytime I watch romantic Nollywood movies, I am always irritated; the couples act western for reasons I don’t understand. In such movies, when the lover boy – usually played by Ramsey Noah or Desmond Elliot [...]

Anytime I watch romantic Nollywood movies, I am always irritated; the couples act western for reasons I don’t understand. In such movies, when the lover boy – usually played by Ramsey Noah or Desmond Elliot [...]

MISS OKPEKE January 14, 2012 3.02PM Today I prayed My pledge to hold true My focus I won’t let stray As I pay attention all through I must and I hope I will [...]
Dipsomaniac with Dutch courage Going on a drunken spree, Usual swiller of one for the road, Wino and slave of alcoholism, Pie-eyed feller on intemperance. Noble king and lord of the bar From tippler class [...]
Insomnia hugging still I’m tired Ideas concretize no more I’m tired It doesn’t seem like me anymore Every image fuses into one blurring picture Many a time wasted I’m thinking no more Honey like [...]

he watched as the smile glowed on her face ‘the priest must have filled her with grace’ now it’s his turn,his chance,his session so its time to make his confession ‘speak young man,God is ever [...]

Saraba Magazine is accepting short fiction, poetry, creative non-fiction, and excerpts that reflect the diversity of sex and sexuality. Note that the publishers and editors have a bias for experimental writing. The magazine’s 11th Issue will [...]

My love,my dearest one Beauty of heaven,my breaking dawn I stare in awe,my heart in bliss Such a wonder ‘she is’ Love has found me,this feeling is real My desire to you unveil You re [...]
KISS ME Now I’m standing right before you My eyes so wide and my lips parted If only you can hear my thoughts You’ll hear me say Kiss me… The fire burning in my heart [...]

Up NEPA! Your darkness shines brighter than the sun at noonday it has life, form and being this darkness that can be touched any time a darkness that breathes and revels in our blindness darkness, [...]
A certain induction After the several songs, thoughts, losses and all, the voice gently cried, “Time.” It was enough. Two decades and more coming in the fusion of words brought together to form slight lines [...]
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