So when I told a friend of mine that I was going to write a book of anger. He told me ‘ why not write a book of love’. It is with this in mind that I shall proceed and speak to you of love. Mindful of the fact that love has no place in … Continue reading This Thing Called Love: An Excerpt From ‘the Book Of Anger’
“We are born alone, we live alone, we die alone. Only through our love and friendship can we create the illusion for the moment that we are not alone.” Above is a vocal extract from the scene of a movie, ‘Someone to Love’ for the Fountains of Wayne songs, acted by George Orson Welles, … Continue reading Concept of ‘Dèbóism’: The Dèjá Vu By Agbaje H. Ayomide
When you’re fucked up to your worst tone It’s my number you call You locked me up in the friend zone Like Oliver Twist I want more. He is your love, your secret crush His presence made you blush. I can’t speak, I can only watch As your raw love remains untouched. You built fantasies … Continue reading Best friend (friend zone)
Chinonso stared at Onyi in disbelief. She had gone too far. He knew she did not like Ifeoma but what she had just told him was a blatant lie and he did not need a priest to disprove that. He could not hold it in at that moment. How dare she accuse someone who was … Continue reading Love Gone Wrong 5
Ifeoma did not know what she felt after hearing Nonso’s words. She wanted to lunge at him and tear him to pieces but she was too weak. He was responsible for her loss and he was not sorry. She wanted to kill him if she could but all she could do was break down and … Continue reading Love Gone Wrong 3
The alarm rang for the umpteenth time that morning, I snoozed it as I turned to the other side of the bed to continue sleeping. ‘Sleepy, sleepy, wake up o’ Nnenna, my roommate shouted ‘What is it jor?’ I asked groggily as I yawned and tried to steady my eyes on her. Why did she … Continue reading Mr Right?
Love was all he tried to carve Due to rejection he was left to starve He crowned you his queen, his only muse You fed him theatrical words, he was being used Your rejection of him was mantra in his head You couldn’t introduce him to your friends Pain made his heart shudder Rejected by … Continue reading Tale of a Psychopath
As he knelt before the Altar Feeling like Judas Iscariot His thoughts wandering… His mind pondering… His head wondering… Immersed in reminiscences It came like vivid pictures Showing on a Cinema Screen All his promises resounding Reverberating in his head He tried to keep his pact She came unannounced to him Luscious and Seductive in … Continue reading Irresistible
I was fourteen and I had just gotten into Senior Secondary School, the first time a man told me I was beautiful. I was ecstatic; nothing else mattered in the world. I began to make efforts to make myself look more beautiful for him. I remember using excessive amount of white powder on my face … Continue reading Yet Another Date
A little here, a little there Her glamorous eyes filled with fear A nymph I can’t compare. A little love, a little touch She desires pleasure in a rush Browbeaten by Fate’s clutch She stays mute till lust flush. A little care, a little comfort She seeks love of some sort Rare and pretty but … Continue reading A Little
Let’s break the ice That freezes us cold And makes strangers of us. Let’s break the ice That threatens to break us As the iceberg did the Titanic. Let’s break the ice And use on our swollen broken ego That our friendship won’t be ago. Let’s break the ice, Ice of formality and distrust, Ice … Continue reading Let’s Break The Ice
What is money without peace? Yes! We want to be wealthy. Now we are endlessly wealthy. But we are scared of nothing. We are scared of the thieves at night, And of the pointed fingers at daylight. What is money without happiness? Yes! We want good wealth. But there is no good health. Where are … Continue reading What Is Money?
You felt like a king with a significant crown Because she loved you enough to draw her pants down You glowed with pride after the last round Then you became a beast with a hard frown. You call her a whore because she was cheap She gave you all, love was the tip She made … Continue reading Tale of a Whore
A man’s belly is his heaven. Even when he sought for -you- an haven With his buds switching and secreting more enzymes -for you- His pots know no pain His pots know no pain, you think? Even when his manual -of you- has been read He comes hook, line and sink and a well laid … Continue reading How -not- to cook a fish.
I pay that u may b beautiful I pay that u may be pleasured I suck and kiss your sensient parts You lay back and take the pleasure I gain not milk from your bosom I gain not treasure from my pleasure I keep my strength up for my Ego Trying in futility to reach … Continue reading Parasitism