The cord none see Not in blood Deep in heart Assured in sleep The bondage of blood Where has that motion lead you to? The refusal of those who flow with the rivers far from Read More
May 182013
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May 182013
Melinda loved Sunday mornings, not because it was a sacred day or because it was God’s command to keep it holy. She loved Sundays because that was the day she got to see Pastor Dave. Read More
May 172013
I stood there a travelling man with nothing less than my surviving soul: duffel bag,dusty foot,pale skin, shredded leaflets-full of scribbled dreams blame that on sunrises and sunsets of days past for being my Read More
May 172013
Four courses to the last lap To say hurray after 4 years In ups and downs Examination wars and all sleepless nights, sunshine and rain Fellowship of friends; jolly friends My love, My God, My Read More
May 112013
Nipple sensations, burning sensations Soft and raw sensations everywhere, When hormones like electric currents Flow though nerves and tissues Down to the orifice, down there and back As all senses begin an eclectic race And Read More
May 102013
His Sixty- three points didn’t win the game for him and his team mates .And the loss to Boston Celtics on that fateful day would have made all his efforts[dribbles,passes,rebounds,assists,lay ups,dunks,shots,fast breaks,smoke screen,screams and shots] Read More
May 082013
She came in a duffel coat To the mill of words Bearing a beautiful heart On a beautiful day, nay a Beauty to behold. The soul, a plethora of Riches like that ancient Queen of Read More
May 012013
Flow, the Muse calls… I know not what to write. The words flow but nothing comes out right the journey from the heart to the hand stops the communication from the hand to the heart flops… Read More
May 012013
Please read the first part to follow the story. Na Fela take am sing say: Omi Olota o Water e nor get enemy But some people think say na Indian hemp dey inspire that man Read More
Apr 262013
I wasn’t at the hospital on the day you were born. There is no real story behind it. I was at the joint drinking. That’s where my father was when I was born and where Read More
Apr 212013
We dey suffer for water,no be small, we dey suffer. Government say dem don provide water, dem call am pipe borne water, but water we nor see, pipe we nor see, talk less borne. Na Read More
Apr 182013
Note: don’t know if this can be classified as a poem, perhaps not traditionally, but hey… Still posted it! Beautiful tapestry, my life was Woven intricately and delicately with coloured threads of sorrow and laughter, Read More
Apr 172013
“This girl, you keep trying me, abi?” Dave asked, looking down the proffered cleavage. Angela laughed teasingly, still using her arms to push her breasts together, a coquettish smile playing on her pretty face. Read More
Apr 152013
Something dey inside my mama food No be lie. The taste and aroma na die, You fit go London come back nothing like am Or America sef, chai na wire. Something dey inside my mama Read More
Apr 132013
Not every rain is a blessing The floods, the erosion… hurricanes bring more pain Even to those eyes that were raped of their possessions The rain is bias in its selection. Keep your house Read More
Apr 112013
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Catch up with part 1 by clicking here As I watched how the birds moved easily with the waves of the river, my mind eased back to the days when I was young, then, I Read More
Apr 112013
The accolade usually given to male child in Obodo-Akiri overwhelmed Nwatiti with jealousy and she swore to stand out come what may in any competition between her and any boy of her age group. Read More
Apr 032013
Erection, erection, erection! The protruding strength of man. The power and energy of bodily dynamo. Hard passion of gentle emotion. That medium the opposite desires At the creator’s command of nuptial concordance. Down the corridor Read More
Mar 252013
Wanna Be there when our skin is frail Beauty gone and we both looking pale Those unwritten lines of wrinkles Old age, as our skin shrinkles. I wanna be there holding hands Sharing smiles that Read More
Mar 242013
On this 10-string instrument my heart beats in perfect euphony. As I revel on this platform of Halleluyah praises to the lover of my soul. The soul of my life The life of my love Read More