My Adamma With big swinging hips Succulent looking body Adorable twinkling eyes Lips coated with sugar and honey A face carved in heaven You re the perfect gift My Adamma The heart of Read More
May 142013
woman
Apr 262013
…As I watched the naked lady’s bosom I wondered what must be going through her mind. What will become of her BMW X6 2012 model packed in front of the Boutique? Maybe she was set-up? Read More
Feb 092013
From the day I was born I was made to know I was a woman From the “Ohs” and “Ahs” and the words of congratulations to my proud parents I knew and understood everyone’s expectation Read More
Jan 092013
My back is strong, To carry the heavy burden that comes with you. My skin is tough, To take the wounds you consistently inflict. My soul is tender, To suffer mutely, and without a fight. Read More
Oct 222012
“…Swept away on a wave of emotion. Over-caught in the eye of the storm. And whenever you smile. I can hardly believe that you’re mine. Believe that you’re mine. This love is Unbreakable. It’s unmistakable.” Read More
Oct 072012
She remains a partial gift; some have none, some have much… For her scales, sideways they tilt still we crave her soothing touch. With jars of scents, ointments and creams; ourselves we paint seeking her Read More
Sep 302012
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Sep 242012
She drew lines on bare earth, Tears dripping from her eyes She was blind, but it all seemed She drew a great sea without fish And in the sea, there was a sun Berthing Read More
Sep 112012
Women are the most complex and intriguing creatures on Earth. In this modern age, they are becoming even more interesting by way of the choices they make and the things they are influenced by. Many Read More
May 052012
I saw a woman, who lost her face, to ravages of cancer, her eyes met, the bridge of her nose, I saw a woman, living with pain, she inspired strength with sadness, my problems Read More
Apr 292012
By Ochuko Tonukari Not too long ago, an exciting debate came up in our local church. It was such that we heatedly discussed ways in which parents need to re-examine placing gender stereotypes on Read More
Nov 222011
All the things that my mother told me will give me pride and earn me respect have come round to give me shame and ridicule. As the midwife approached me with my sixth child, who Read More
Sep 282011
It didn’t take long after Mr. Akume’s tragedy ended when Obaro came. Obaro was a girl of about fifteen years living with her parents in a small face-me-I –face-you apartment. She didn’t make the last Read More
Sep 132011
Someone told me tears are liberating, here I am drowning in the pool of mine and you my lifeguard is so far away. It feels like a prince caught in slavery, taken away from home, Read More
Aug 102011
‘…the position is yours’, the Human Resource Manager said with a smile. Oriema’s eyes opened wide in seeming unbelief as her lips parted in an ear-to-ear smile. She only just stopped herself from leaping from Read More
Jul 232011
Life is a dance. Those who live it must learn the steps. But learning is a battle, taken to a whole new level when a desperate woman confronts her indifferent husband. Game, set, match. In this story, no narration is used. The entire story is told in dialogue.
May 062011
NIGHT’S ANGEL ( for Vickie Alozie) Treble cuffs round my heart She loses me in the maze Of her chord webs. Herald of my morning She conducts the symphony of my dreams Leaving the stars Read More
Apr 302011
One night the extra bone found a use in the morning he ribbed her his new muse inspiring him to shooting stars but all she could aim for were glass ceilings in spite, she gave Read More
Apr 122011
She has seen what the blind can see She has heard the words of the dump She has felt the pain of the dead She has trod where there is no footpath She has laughed Read More
Dec 262010
I drink to relieve my eyes of dust caught from battles
I drink within my garden that lies on a pinnacle
I see all the beauty of my reign
My cleared eyes catch a naked woman bathing