Thank God I shall forever be gladsome Everything underwent a smooth path Of life; Love had no entrance into me There was no allowance for love Joy was everything on my side No rigidness was felt or confirmed By any person; Normal lives were lived Normal gestures of preoccupation Yet… My eyes never stop wondering … Continue reading When The Blue Moon Comes
You wake up like a slug, slow, reluctant. You feel heavy as you lumber to the toilet. You unzip your shorts. Your urine is the colour of tea. Outside, the wind sighs and zinc sheets clatter. You sag into the armchair, thinking: She can’t turn me into a mess. Yesterday was Christmas Day. Mirthful voices … Continue reading Move On
Saturday. 10pm. Chief Osagie starred hard into the cold eyes of the three men standing before him. They created a contrast to the luxury of the big spacious living room filled with tasteful furniture; Persian rugs, Egyptian fabric upholstered seats, marble floors and crystal-like glass tables and stools. While everything around them carried the aura … Continue reading Boomerang (1)
It was their misery party. As a ritual, the three friends met at least once a month for it. Isioma, the media consultant with a PR and advertising firm, who had made her way through life by her wits and beauty. Indeed it was a little known fact at her office that she had no … Continue reading The Cause of Husbands
I have no reason for writing something this sad! just felt like being wicked today.
She walked in with a sort of overblown aplomb, lifting up the gloom that had earlier over shadowed the dingy room. Unconsciously, she posed briefly by the door which opens inwards, that sensual smile of hers playing around her full lips while lighting up those big beautiful eyes. Involuntary I took in a sharp dragged … Continue reading She calls me ‘Broda’
So mauve a land it is Bedecked with diadems and semistones From up descends the taciturn tears To make it tidal And glisten with light black lustre In the nothingness hangs an awkwardness That create tense surges of fervour Sand, quick! Entrap and capture thy victims In ravenous quest Like a patient prowler It is … Continue reading Quicksand
There is something about age. It draws me to a place I can never be – the past. I guess this is why I am in love with central London with all its statues and grand monuments. The stories behind them are even almost more intriguing. Remembering my first tour of central London is a … Continue reading Trafalgar
You are in my room and I know you should leave but I’ve had a really bad day. “It’s ok princess. All bosses are pricks. Job Description” You smile and lift my head from Nicky, my 8yr old teddy. “Now tuck yourself in so you can look pretty wading through all the shit tomorrow” I … Continue reading Nothing Good Happens After 2am
He galloped and roared like a knight And it was her he was ready to plight He took off his shirt Which revealed his muscular chest He wrapped his arms around her His mellifluous name was Bert The couple was together in a love nest The knight was too glad he found her —————————————————- Finally … Continue reading Ceaseless / Some Courtesies!
“… You’re beginning to add weight, you know?” At this, I cringed inwardly; “There she goes again” I thought to myself and pretended not to hear what my mum had just said. This was supposed to be a happy Sunday; couldn’t there be a respite from this continuous shredding of my spirit and unpleasantness? “Mummy … Continue reading Unforgiven Trespass
I’m fettered and bound in chains only i can feel, I’m hunted by an unforgiving past, Assaulted by a future unseen. I trudge through this prison. Bordered in tween, Hopelessness,unreason and maladies deep. This enigma haunts me, Its brutal laughter stings me in the dark, It taunts me with errors past, Until in its poison … Continue reading My Pain Song / This Woman
I grew up among bamboos and mango trees. Mother said we were never to climb, she said it was bad for her back. I often wondered why. The early days were full of mysteries. I thought and wondered about everything around me. I didn’t stop there; I questioned everything mother told us. In my mind. … Continue reading Circle of Life
J: Journalist. C: Cockroach J: so many kids are afraid of the likes of you, what’s your reaction to that C: well, from the distance your keeping from me, I wouldn’t say you are quite comfortable with me, I feel it’s a general thing, just that the older you get, the more skilled you get … Continue reading COCKROACH AND KIDS (An Interview)
Holding you is an addiction Kissing you my medication You are my problem and solution My goal and my distraction Love for you exceeds expectations Takes me everywhere, no limitations Due to the extent of your perfection I’ve faced so much competition But i’ll overcome every obstruction And make your heart my destination ________________________________________________________ UNTITLED … Continue reading For Him