So I had a really bad day. After burning my inferior but expensive brazillian hair with the flame from a candle in the name of study, the exam was nothing to write home about. I Read More
So I had a really bad day. After burning my inferior but expensive brazillian hair with the flame from a candle in the name of study, the exam was nothing to write home about. I Read More
By Princess Sarah Christopher Stacey was her name or at lest that was the name, people told me she answered. She was a girl i got to know a year after i moved into Stantoky Read More
A mercenary’s heroic rescue of a missionary during the Nigerian civil war.
“Ouch! Gently please,” he heard his wife mutter softly at the other end of the phone. Being both insecure and impetuous, he resisted the urge to mull it over. Outraged, imagining the worst, he abruptly Read More
From the parched lips of a dying past Breaks forth the plaintive cry of love- A stifled tremor at twilight’s cast reaching to vacant skies above. The tender bruise of graceful flower May Read More
G-r-r-r-i-i-n-g!!! Strident, three times. Picked at last. Hello, who’s there? Chief Three Necks. In steady mimes. This is Sonia? I paid your fare. This you must know, sweet Sonia; You’re killing me with insomnia. Silence. Read More
THE COUCIL OF VULTURES In the darkest of the night, up at the roof of the big Iroko tree, sat some council of vultures, with their beaks dripping with blood. Their claws, clutching tight Read More
In this moment, this time, this dispensation. We must rise up for our country. We must disdain mediocrity, shun corruption and dissuade violence. The vicissitudes of providence that have sculpted our existence are best accepted Read More
She wakes up before dawn. Mounts her cardbox cubicle on the pavement at a street corner. It is chilly and windy. Without delay she pours cooking oil into the aluminum container perched on a three-legged Read More
Like Sidi He was my Baroka See he saw me with his eyes and his mind pursued me No matter where I turned, his thoughts were there, staring me in the face Ok, I confess, Read More
The Confession of a Poet Feather and Ink May i though make this plea To you dear feather and ink As i dry like a pound of tea Yet blissfully to grave i shrink Desert Read More
Rig worker If only you knew you are a slave worker Doing the biddings of your task master. In town, you are the lord, Impress the less priviledge with your stipends Read More
Idols of chains Idols of chains, hanging down your round neck Perhaps I should call it chains of idols It all to me speaks a certain language Perhaps it is a language of Read More
Before you read, I’d like to state that this attempt at penning a few of my casual experiences as a writer is not an endeavour in conceit or self-praise. I do not presume that what Read More
When I read the works of some writers: their stories, their articles, their poems, even their comments on other writer’s works, I feel that there is a line that they have crossed. A line I Read More
He had never been at sea. Infact, prior to his present experience, he dreaded sailing or anything that had to do with water. He remembered the times he swore that rather than sail on a Read More
There are two ways to catch a woman’s attention! If you want to be a ladies’ man, you’ve either got to be rich, or be a darn good liar! I know so many girls reading Read More
Wrong swathe gaze locked And time froze Everything lost meaning The fuel, eyes, monstrous, beguiling Consumed in the now Lips, luscious, lethal Heart, conceited, deceitful Mouth, wild, wide I don’t care Champagne carried in wine Read More
Love revolves Round the moon Round veneration Transfigures faces, veiling hearts made up Love revolves Round two angered planets Hovels green upon bastions Love revolves Capers in a lady’s bag of basted straps.
There goes the tumultuous movement and gathering momentum in the firmament Gust and eddies moving fiercely in the horizon, forcing all creations created into refuge Darkness looms as the firmament becomes engorged and ready to Read More