When she waved, I saw Those agile hands, That refused to plead for a place. But laboured to earn every kobo f her fort Calloused, but beautiful Those warm loving hands, That didn’t hush the little girl, Or to snatch the pestle from her brother, And walked them through life nd learning. Calloused, but beautiful … Continue reading Calloused but Beautiful
There was a country There was hope It was a new leaf A new dawn. Finally The children’s future were bright. And brothers envisaged posterity. Well, why wouldn’t it be? Liberty, after calamity would only birth prosperity. Alas! That vision wouldn’t become history. For verily, As the ghouls were cast out. Demons arose! Greedy, callous … Continue reading There Was A Country
I was led into the house (well it was more of a mansion) by a huge man. He isn’t that huge or maybe he is, considering my height he looks like a giant to me. But to some like Mo Abudu or Kate Henshaw, he’ll be a few inches taller than them. With that description, … Continue reading The Writer Episode 2
Tony almost knock down the aged door as he rushed into the house. The duffel bag he brought in dropped on the chair beside his estranged brother. Dennis turn around and took a cursory look at his brother peeping through the window to see if anyone had followed him. The wide blood stain on his … Continue reading Bliss
“Death is cheap, it only takes a bullet”. So you heard. Treading the tiled floor barefoot, you walked your way past the kitchen door where you left your last dinner untouched. Your feet glided past the bedroom and you caught a glimpse of the cradle you bought. It was empty and you remembered why. You … Continue reading Whispers
He called my name.From, a long distance. I overheard and turned back. To see who it was. I could not recognize the face. I placed my hand on chest. To asked and know if he was calling me. He nodded his head in affirmation. So, I waited for him. He walked briskly over where I’m. … Continue reading Change: another of its kind.
When the moon is lucent up in the sky, I yen for a long lasting talk which I could not behold your lips flapping endlessly at my presence. I cuddle the air in your absence as I walk strangely at the dawn of the morning when I heard the words like syringe injected into my … Continue reading Pains of Sweet Memories II
Hello Dear Readers, sorry, sorry, sorry. It took a long while, I bet you missed me as much as I did. It feels really good to be back again, but this time as dimmastories. So let’s enjoy the ride Episode 5 Two days later, Boma was with Anny in the students food café. She was … Continue reading The One Friend
Madarame takes his pen to write, he still has mixed feelings. Earlier that morning he had met a roadside beggar, an elderly man with hands the size of a well. When he stretched them forth it didn’t look like he was asking, it looked like he wanted to collect what he had given, like a … Continue reading Today I’ll Find Tomorrow
Nigeria a land of promises, a land of golds and diamonds, a land where being successful means being wealthy, a land where being successful have many pals and families Nigeria a land of talents, a land of opportunities, a land for the rich, a land for the strong. Welcome to the land of hustle.
An interview By Darlington Chukwunyere Chima Igbokwe was keen to talk about his nine year old movie project “Not So Long a Letter”. Not so long a Letter is a movie written, designed and directed by Chima Igbokwe. This “baby” took him a whooping nine years to nurse, and from the look of things, Not … Continue reading Not So Long A Letter (the movie)
Arise, compatriots The land is green, The leaders are mean. The soil is fertile, And the youths agile. I should have been home yesterday, But country home wouldn’t lead me home. We travail till we burn our feet, Embracing the past heroes’ feats. Diverse preaching in cacophony, Qualitative teaching now a luxury. She should have … Continue reading Arise compatriots
I don’t write love poems, but I can make the love a poem just to see your glittering dazzling eyes changing lanes like the car on the highway. Swimming the oceans, I crossed the waves just to notice you at the shore playing chess in a winless row. I thought I could tell the sky … Continue reading Pains of Sweet Memories
THE EXAM EVE CHAPTER ONE Stressed out, but determined to get the last thirty-two paged of the Analytical chemistry, CHM 413 handout into his ailing brain, Tunde got up for the first time in the last four hours to make himself a cup of coffee. Not that he is a coffee person, but anything to … Continue reading The Exam Eve
Time flies, moments swindles our Intellect to bring the best out of us. we ponder and we yield to it without grief, but with determination and courage to tear the pages and set a record of new history. With a profound gratitude, my thanks are always expressed in excitement as my teachers encoded their best … Continue reading Valedictory Speech