Mushukurumu Mushukuramo (The Prophetic Night) Every last Friday of the month was always the most productive in the Local Government headquarter town of Ayegbaju, especially for the motorists and the commercial motorcyclists (Okada Riders). A very hardworking motorist in Ayegbaju on a daily basis would make at least 500naira after several shuttlings from one point … Continue reading The Prophetic Night
Tonight a poet is born Even before dawn On this plateau it’s his turn His turn to blaze uncommon trail As a child he awaits The morning with zest to make it Tonight, having won the race Down the path en route To be with thousands who sought The platform to become! Now his heart … Continue reading A poet is born
BEAURRIFUL Milady, when thou ask of me About thy beauty I’ll tread a clean path Not his hackneyed Or of other poets Who doth compare thee to the half-blind moon The poor sun or some miserable stars For thou art no equal in beauty In grace and charm; thou share no glory No seeming semblance … Continue reading On Beauty
Ibadan, running splash of rust and gold — flung and scattered among the seven hills like broken china in the sun. (J.P. Clark) Ibadan, Clark’s description is not engraved on stone, unchangeable; for from the pictures I see of you you will transcend the ephemeral broken china that you are to become the China … Continue reading Ibadan Revamped
HARUNA THOUGHT about the effect of his actions. “It’s a very crazy and stupid thing to have been involved in.” He tilted his head backward with powerful ease. In no time he discovered his mood resigning and a differing tide of temperament usurping. Now this was another issue to be handled. The issue of mood … Continue reading Yohanna - Chapter One
Life is just but a bore No wonder babies cry I think they want to go Back to where they came Better if they had gone Before we cut the cord Linking miserable world With life is just but fake And all it has is vague As fake as love itself As vague as … Continue reading What Is Life?
Many Dinner Dates After Tade was getting all dramatic about the dinner date turned engagement night. There were so many merry makers at the French-styled bistro, and they all appeared focussed on the unfolding episode as Tade dropped on a knee, his searching eyes moving from her eyes to the engagement ring in his … Continue reading The Twist of Fate (2)
Like a dream Too good to believe in… A tale too long to tell I preserve forever these memories your smiles…your eyes … And oh! The warmth of your embrace. Like a gift too precious to lose… An amulet too sacred to scorn I adore eternally these things your words… your laughter And oh! The … Continue reading Like a Dream
*Instances of Nigerian English not enclosed in quotation marks are present in this story. This is deliberate. ABU is the pet name of my beloved alma Mater, the famous Ahmadu Bello University of Zaria. This noteworthy spring of learning presented to every individual privileged to pass through, a microcosm of life broken into different interesting … Continue reading Ahmadu Bello University of Zaria
You crossed my mind it’s been- Eleven years, Eleven months and Eleven days. That I saw those sets of teeth. That flashes like a pan of steel. Right there, with a radiant face. The glance of an amazon I could recall in a hurry. You crossed my mind I recall- Eleven years,Eleven months and … Continue reading You Crossed My Mind
I arrived home rather late this evening Only a few itinerant folks are on the streets But just one voice, one language is spoken It is the conversation of the generators Dim lights escapes from shoddy windows My accustomed eyes guide my feet in the darkness The air is still and warm, all seems … Continue reading The Conversation Of The Generators
These stories are true life experiences i’ve had while in Public Transport on our beloved Nigerian Roads. Although its based on true occurrences, poetic license is used where necessary. Its late Saturday morning and I decided to embark on a journey from location 1 (my house) to location 4 (my destination). There are also locations 2 … Continue reading True Nigerian Transport Stories - Episode 1
As a boy I’ve always behaved Even though my brother tells me I am a girl And should at all times act as one I’ve always believed (a misconception maybe) That what a man can do A woman is sure able to do; if not better Hence, a dare ensued He tried stunts and did … Continue reading The Dare - My Brother And I
My attempt at poetry, please…enjoy. My heart was stolen in broad daylight by a masked stranger He came hailing with words of praise and adoration Empty flattery that had me thinking twice in admiration It has been a long while after all. I couldn’t wait any longer I didn’t fall because I was in … Continue reading Heart Robber!
CNN Inside Africa recently featured Chiedu Ifeozo, a young Nigerian poet, and one of the judges of the Vote Chronicles. Read the transcript below. Redefining African Poetry This week on Inside Africa, we take a look at the art of poetic storytelling, transformed from page to podcast, Christian Purefoy chats with Nigerian poet Chiedu Ifeozo reaches out … Continue reading One time NS Contest Judge - Chiedu Ifeozo - featured on CNN