It is with great sadness that I pick my pen and allow my memory relay this story of overwhelming abyss of pain. The night was of unthinkable blackness in every sense of the word and I was sound asleep without a care in the world. The time was about one ‘0’ clock. The doors were … Continue reading Panti Is Worse Than Hell!
The sight of Jamal at the door sent Nabila’s heart beating faster. It was like she had been caught cheating. Theirs was not a marriage you advertised and to speak ill of it- despite the truth contained- was equal to a violation of their wedding vows. Nabila could only stutter… “Do you want me to … Continue reading The Northern Prince – Part 2
Let me take you back, to about a decade ago, when there was no love lost between women and football. Scenario:He’s tried to do football banter with her for a couple of days now. The big league thing is coming. ‘Up man united’!Duh! She won’t budge. Analysis:You see she’s not into football. She just doesn’t … Continue reading She and that round Leather thing!
This threatened road leads nowhere,Except to the barren lands of loneliness and despair.This unending road bordered by gutters of unreason, This roads that reeks of fears,tears and hearts imprisoned. I am left with my heart stale,To journey this tortuous road and tell its gory tales.I trudge up its hills of pains,My being scorched by this … Continue reading Threatened Roads
1. The application window is now open again. Please send in your requests to contribute stories to the site. Already registered writers should continue to post. Remember to only SAVE AS DRAFT, do not publish. Thanks. 2. Also new on the site is a forum for you to ask questions, discuss with other writers and … Continue reading Second Round – Writing Contest
To good I am, for the likes of you You think you will call my name, and I will swoon Lie your lie, my life I will carry out Even your truth is no substance to me Do as you say you do, and me would have no shame Carry on with yourself Leave me … Continue reading Un-like
I was a barman in one of the renowned clubs in Victoria Island. Serving drinks to men and women and smiling to please them, even when I shouldn’t, was my duty. I was a Youngman of nineteen, broad-shouldered, tall, with an afro that was always perfectly groomed. People said I looked dashing. I always tried … Continue reading I Ran For My Dear Ass!
Lighten my path, oh lord.tat i may journey tis world with ease.Erase my past,That i may walk beside you in peace.Make my sail smooth and plain.Take me on to a higher plane.When i sleep,Wake me up.When i slip,Refill my cup.These shadows i see through the panes.Take them away and help me overcome its pains.Help me … Continue reading Upon My Path
In the webs of my pastI roam imprisoned, Bound in chains of unbelief and unreason. In my inactions and inertia,trapped.Tormenting my soul,with its laughter crude,Pain rules,A warden brute. I will sing of this painLike a titled mourner’s hymn,Even though in vain.I will curse its searing sting,That has thrust my beignInto willows of epileptic throesAnd crippling … Continue reading Pains
First published HERE I read my first novel at age seven or so. It was an Enid Blyton book; one of the Famous Five series. I went on to read many more books and in the process fell deeply in love with stories, books and eventually writing.I penned my first book not long after I … Continue reading Elements of the novel…
Oh !How I’ll love again to be eight,When my soul was free,Pure as snowflakes.I knew no hate,I didn’t have to struggle,I never had a part to play in life’s puzzles.How i miss waking up late,Running away from my mum in the winter rain.Covering every inch of my street,With my budding strength and my nimble feet. … Continue reading Forever Eight
Life is like a game of chessYou plan every move you makeLife is like a beautiful dressIt’s not all you see that you takeLook closely, there’s a flicker of hopeNecessity is what propels men to excellenceBe firm, use it as a ropeTenacity is what preserves men in affluence Life is like a ball in motionYou … Continue reading The Battle Of Life
At the end of the first round of judging, the following 23 titles (15 prose and 8 poetry) have been shortlisted out of the 40 entries received. The competition was fierce as so many excellent stories were received. Thanks once again to all those that took part. Please share your news and remain in the … Continue reading Pending Invitations
…..i sometimes wish i was still the little cute pie girl i was years back,then life was much more simple and easy.with all the love attention nd care showerd on you and all you know is having friends eating candy chocolates icecreams nd stuff like that. Getting into adulthood is as hard as a rock … Continue reading This life
A lovely tune played and she listened Out of the bloom and into the ears Ever soft subtle and sweet Carefree she was From the deserts and into the water falls Not a foe and not a friend For a friend is a cliché a communal acquaintance From a drop of hello to an ocean … Continue reading The lovely tune