At the end of the day He’s just a small man with a gun He goes ballistic as you sit there glowing, talking about the new hunk you met in a bus and how he calls nineteen times each day. He goes ballistic, but he puts up a smile. The day you’d find this out, … Continue reading sans titre3
The hearts that once cared have vanished Loved ones kidnapped, silenced and isolated Gallant men and brave women annihilated Youths slaughtered in their prime and dreams left unfulfilled Children brainwashed, recruited and indoctrinated To betray and turn their swords against their very kindred We swim in this weird ocean of Indelible anguish To … Continue reading Thorn In Our Flesh
Two weeks have gone by and I’m still in hiding. I haven’t heard anything from anyone in authority concerning my ordeal. I’m very much trying hard to blend in with the people of this community in eastern Nigeria. I don’t use any of my abilities, obviously to hide my identity from clairvoyant folks around. On … Continue reading A demon’s story: Invitation to Ihiala
At night I dream of you, Coming to be by my side. I see your silhouette at first; I watch your calm, quick glide. Vivid images; Pictures in my mind. My night’s love, my passion; All in you I shall find. Once again, you’ll whisper to me, “Hello, my dear. “ Your touch eases me, … Continue reading Only Dreams
It’s like how I can never get rid of my old duvet, even on very hot nights. It’s almost like without my duvet, I’d be trapped in one of my nightmares. I’m like that with you. I’m not supposed to need you all the time, but you see darling, I do. And I honestly do … Continue reading sans titre2
“I’m ready” Patricia’s voice is very plain, and her eyes, very serious. He stares at her, his big eyes spell out unbelief. But then, this is no joke. “But why the sudden-” “Let’s get started” Patricia says coldly. She bolts the door of the sitting room, and begins stripping. In a few minutes, she is … Continue reading For Her Grades
SWORD, STAFF AND SCEPTREBOOK 1PATHOFOSIRISPROLOGUE/PREFACEI was in the great Temple of Ramses, situated at Abu Simbel. My path took me through the sanctuary, the room that contained the statues of the four gods of Egypt, the room that contained lots more. The sword Ra-sengis at my side. It is a plain nondescript blade with white … Continue reading The Path of Osiris
LAGOS NIGERIA 11:08pm 15th May 2015 Yvette stared at the screen of the television, the network news was on but she neither saw nor heard a thing that was being said. A spider spun its web above her head, by the faint light provided by the onlybulb in the living room. The livin room was … Continue reading The Unrest
When I was young, and of growing thoughts, I would sneak into my aunt’s room in the middle of the night and quietly tug a part of her local wrapper – the part where it wasn’t very tight. Only God knew the courage that accompanied such astonishing expertise, even when I didn’t rehearse earlier in … Continue reading That Thing
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http://www.opustjkwrites.com At first when he heard it,he thought he was still dreaming. It was loud,almost as loud as the thunder and rain outside. “Can you hear that..sounds like a baby?”Gloria whispered into his ear. The warmth of her naked body made the notion of getting out of bed to investigate the noise a very dull … Continue reading The Infant
what is life? “I’ve always wondered! “what entity, object, figure represented life” ? “was there any being called Life? or was it just the breath we take in all day”? if it wasn’t the breath, how come people die when they stopped breathing” ? “if it wasn’t a being that it would leave or enter … Continue reading A youngster named Amigo!
You hear the sound of boiling water, just like the voices in your head. Always grumbling, how good enough you never were. You hear them. Matter of fact, they were humans. Like you and I, the only difference was, the clothes they had on. And if tomorrow they doubt our existence; If they’d sit around … Continue reading sans titre 1
(That’s for if you’re any good at writing, though.) Now, this article isn’t necessarily about money, and it’s certainly not some silly annoying dime-a-dozen post about how to make unrealistic amounts through blogging (don’t you just hate those?); heck, as a matter of fact, this write up is anything but! It’s the exact opposite, actually, … Continue reading Why You Shouldn’t Write for Free
I know it’s no news how hard my life is. But tell me you understand how it hurts, sitting here, looking love in the eye, feeling a hunger, sharing the same air, blinking back a tear, using the same words, wanting to say more… Letting the shadow go, Having no clue what to do. Wanting … Continue reading Angst