The next day, Ugochi woke up to a lot pain. She was alone in bed and she assumed Dawn must have gone in to work. Her body ached so bad she could barely move from the bed. She would have to call in sick to the office. Although she was shaking with the pain assuaging … Continue reading Love Beyond Reason 4
As the car wheels rotates, so does life rotates with mistries untold for the blind in heart to cortail. As the horns of the car pave way, so does life carries the message of the world beyond in it’s passing wind. As the fluid flows through, so does our veins carry the rumors of life … Continue reading Tunes of Life
We walked on the bridge over the bridge for what turned out to be the last time, and I ate something sweet, that sugary air, that sweet blue light spun out of nothingness. It was just a moment, really, nothing more, but I remember marveling at the sturdy cables of the bridge that held us … Continue reading My Life
NKPORO II In proportion to the gospel of man about creation & evolution & sand of time, living in Nigeria is to kill like Osama Bin Laden without origin of profile, & give your heart to crulty. Man down, Father picked up the apple for me his good–for-nothing-child; a living dead. non-living son. What do … Continue reading Nkporo II
Have you come here this season again just to say woe beget this congregation? Have you not sworn now and then, here to forgive all these sins and sacrileges? To us, did you bring death and tears for our eyes that wouldn’t stop stares? To us, you brought reasons to mourn and dig sands, muds … Continue reading Sacrilege
Zulayka! Don’t love when you don’t mean to Take decisions when you’re still a girl and be careful not to take the wrongs, When this land proves you wrong, right them Tell them what you love, The moan of two ladies in a room, The taste you miss in her absence and the regret that … Continue reading What my Father said in May
I look down and I don’t recognize myself I tried to push my legs to go faster but I guess theirs was faster than mine Pushed to the wall of a filthy building All I heard was ripples I knew I’ve been caught I could not register what was happening again Grunts,painful moans of pleasure … Continue reading The Story In My Head (2)
The dark path is a three episode story portraying how the promising lives of three different people from different regions ended in disdain, sorrow, and empathy. EPISODE LIST Salma’s story Folake’s story Ifunanya’s story COMING SOON !!!
I’ve always had a passion for writing but this is the first piece of story written by me I’m posting on this platform,hope you enjoy it. ***The Life Of A Nigerian Youth*** by C.K. Ezeanwu Chukwudi Okoye at the age of 20 is frustrated and tired of being stagnant but his eyes is open to … Continue reading The Life Of A Nigerian Youth
Written By Emeka Chiaghanam TWO boys, Chukwuebuka Patrick Atikpo and Chukwuebuka Patrick Ubaka, and their parents stormed National Light Newspapers claiming that they are the original inventors of Bitter Leaf Washing Machine, being passed off to belong to a secondary school pupil in Awka, Anambra State. According to Chukwuebuka Patrick Atikpo, the spokesperson of … Continue reading Help! Somebody Has Stolen Our Invention – Young Inventors
By Izunna Okafor The Society of Young Nigerian Writers Anambra State Chapter, in collaboration with the Anambra State Library is seeking submissions of quality poems and essays from writers across the globe, for her 3rd ‘Chinua Achebe Poetry/Essay Anthology’. This anthology will be unveiled at the grand finale of the 3rd edition of the ‘Chinua … Continue reading Call For Submission: The Third Chinua Achebe Essay/Poetry Anthology
I AM NORTH I’m not western, am culture I am not a gateman, I’m Aboki (your friend) I am not bureau-de change; I facilitate money supply I am not violent I am not stereotyped I am not a murderer I am humane I am literate I am not dry like the savannah in me I … Continue reading I Am North
They Never Talked Tunde Gbadegesin never complained about things and whenever he did, it was always subtle, without any iota of anger. However, after his sixth year of trying to get a permanent source of income, after he was retrenched for no reason from the small one he had, his subtle complaints evolved to become … Continue reading They Never Talked
Writers Should Stop Copying Prof Wole Soyinka, Other Known Writers- Wole Adedoyin Wole Adedoyin is the President of the Society of Young Nigerian Writers (SYNW) and the National Publicity Secretary, South, of the Association of Nigerian Authors (ANA). In this interview with ABDULHAFEEZ T. OYEWOLE, he speaks on his writing and how it becomes the … Continue reading Writers Should Stop Copying Prof Wole Soyinka, Other Known Writers
How I bridged the communication gap between the national and state chairmen of registered political parties in Nigeria – Wole Adedoyin Wole Adedoyin, is the governorship candidate of the Hope Democratic Party (HDP) in the forthcoming governorship election in Osun state. A former Oyo State Secretary of Interparty Advisory Council (IPAC) and the Conference of … Continue reading How I bridged the communication gap between the national and state chairmen of registered political parties in Nigeria – Wole Adedoyin