In a life of hate It was easy to give it taste Struggling to get my identity To be remembered for eternity Living each day in fear Like my death was near Never seeing victory Was like the fight was already history But why the struggle? Crossing all hoodle? Taking all the challenge? Making merry … Continue reading Nameless
INSPIRATION FOR CHANGE A series of life-transforming events inspired by the novel, ‘Egg-Larva-Pupa-Woman!’ Egg-Larva-Pupa-Woman is a novel by Nigerian Author Ogoo Ogbata. Synopsis “Despite the diversity and dynamism of African literature, there has been a need for a literary novel that would commemorate the love, courage, creativity and entrepreneurial instincts of the African woman whilst … Continue reading Egg-Larva-Pupa-Woman – Inspiration for change.
I have tried to stay detached from people Remain alone, A lonely island. I strive hard to reach perfection. Many people dont know about this side of me. What i start, i finish. And it must be PERFECT. A little error will not throw me of track, Because i plan ahead…well, sometimes!. A slight rebuke, … Continue reading Its Hard To Be A Perfectionist
Winging other wings Are these wings, Strange and potent Aided by damp wind, Powerful — Winging wings Are these wings, The wings of wings, Breathtaking… Pungent and strong The air beneath them crispy dry And dog-nose wet — The wings of wings Are these wings These wings are broken They are broken wings “Take these … Continue reading Wings…
Yours was my maiden burial Drawn against the woes of customs With an endless itenary Your homeward journey was bound The priest recited your eulogy Like he didn’t know you; no originality Like a nursery rhyme, effortlessly Indeed decades of a rehearsed routine. Those who wished you well And their mouths and guts better … Continue reading My Maiden Burial
We keep hopelessly searching For those times When we had crushes And never lied it was love When we held hands (all break long) with the opposite sex Yet never thought of sex When we mingled without sane Now every company’s for gain Wish I could still see Chidera And give her one of my … Continue reading Those Days
Grrrr! He growled then stopped and paused for breath, panting profusely. Christ, this isn’t easy. He wiped the sweat off his brow and cursed NEPA for not having brought the light. It was quite hot in there. He checked to see if the window was open; it was and the reason there was even a … Continue reading An Experience!
The male driver of the car who looked to be in dad’s age bracket kept darting suspicious glances at us while honking his horn for the gate to be opened to him. I was thinking that I didn’t really blame the man for being wary considering the looks of us when dad as if inspired, … Continue reading Ill Fated Trip – 2
Joy stood looking at Ade in irritation, as he sat slumped in front of the television flicking through channels. “How can you just sit down there staring into space? For heaven’s sake, it’s the weekend – this is when you should be out and about, enjoying life in town!” Ade turned a lazy eye towards … Continue reading Out Shopping
The mysterious attackers were systematic, thorough and merciless. Having gained entrance they spread out, firing Uzis and throwing grenades. The dining-hall was attacked by a handpicked detachment. Others spread out the vast school block. They were rather too few for the mission at hand but they compensated for the paucity of numbers with a stony … Continue reading Rachel’s Hero 2
From behind the driver’s seat, the sight of rural unpolluted Enugu is enchanting. Unlike the recently ‘opened up’ neighborhoods of 9th mile and the likes with their aesthetic beauty borne of the governor’s mission of total urbanization, the natural appeal and raw magnetic draw of this microcosm of The Coal City visible from my vantage … Continue reading Ill-fated Trip – 1
When we were born… She was in twists… tight twists… she was in locs… in dreads…… and she was beautiful…. she was called dreadlocs…. She grew as i grew becoming longer and more beautiful… she wasnt like most locs….. she started from the middle… So she looked so cute… and every one oohed and aahed… … Continue reading Bitter_Sweet….Tales of the Beginnings..(1)
You stand in front of the mirror as if waiting for something to happen You look at your hair with seriousness and concern Appraising it as your hand is combing and flattening Your reflection is so different from the way you want to see yourself, So different from your dreams I don’t need your words … Continue reading Your Hair
The feelings slide My heart is slippery It can’t stick The emotions won’t enfold me So much pain, The heartbreaks have stopped to matter Then I should be light You should know I do not feel I am heavy and slippery Is that even possible? Am I losing my mind? Can I be mended? Is … Continue reading Weightless Mind
CORRUPTION Fair thee well never in this course Your absence every mortal craves dearly It resurrects no more hopes quashed at your birth At dawn you set your web in silent curdle At dusk fresh neonates added in lesser hurdle Pervasive is your habit on vulnerable mortal Discord and dissension your innate trait On table … Continue reading Corruption