Your body bleeds beauty Dripping grace and splendor Oh! how much i adore your seemliness, Enclosed in your depths… Your elegance shed softly As weary leaves
More details at the WEBSITE HERE The Commonwealth Short Story Competition is an annual scheme to promote new creative writing for radio, funded and administered by the Commonwealth Foundation and the Commonwealth Broadcasting Association. Established in 1996, the competition aims to increase understanding and appreciation of Commonwealth cultures and promote rising literary talents. The competition … Continue reading Commonwealth Short Story Competition
This is a poem that aims at showing that wisdom has a feminine side to it- the reason being that the feminine nature is such that has very subtle ways of getting things, it also shows that for every person who has a negative side; such people also possess a positive side but it takes a lot of wisdom to see that side of them.
This, they say, is a piece of poetry: As a silence that is ordinary And sonorous like trebles in binary
Two can play that game Bimbo drove into the parking lot of the governors’ lodge, her mind on red alert. She had giving much thought to what Sola told her, and tried to equate what she had learnt with her husband’s demeanour of late. Now that she had something to focus on she could readily … Continue reading Loving You To Death (Chapter 5, 6 and conclusion)
Our eyes meet across the room
Lock and probe,
Probe and take;
These callused hands, these blistered feet, Have known hardships and sorrow They have worked and walked Through snow and desert storm All to bring you joy
I’M REALLY SORRY I lay my hand on my chest And bow for my wrongs first As our love could have been It’s my fault, you’re green
If the world ends tonight… I’ll hope Hope that I made eternity Made eternity and remembered Remembered the days of life on earth
Lead me to the brook of hidden wisdom Where the wise have strayed far away from. Let me drink of the brook of mysterious wisdom, Where obvious fools have become wise.
To err is human, only to the transgressor To forgive is divine, only for a day Call for justice is injustice to the aggressor So the legal eagle will defend
in this airport, pot bellies rule, and lead the dance of boxed machines. the boxes watch and join the carnival of lopsided fun. on and on, they dance
A story about inter tribal marriages in Nigeria; the consequences of discriminating on the basis of tribe.
21 Nasiru had been quiet throughout the shooting, up until now, eerily calm inside even as he saw what had appeared before them all. He wasn’t one to give in to fear. He couldn’t explain it, his lack of fear. He had always been that way ever since he’d been a kid. Once, when he … Continue reading Checkpoint (6)
Ada looks at the mirror and smiles mischievously. It’s been a while since she last played this bitter-sweet game of love. Five. Maybe eight years. She cannot exactly remember but she knows it is as far back as her teens. She is looking gorgeous tonight. That she knows. She does not need the compliments of … Continue reading Man from the future