Tribe: Ebira Location: Okene, Kogi State Through the open window; the sun dazzles off the shimmering roof tops. Like all other hospitals, the scent of antiseptic wrestles with my nostrils. She is albino and she has dreadlocks. Our tradition tells us that albinos with such hair should get them cut every seven days if not … Continue reading Dada Hair
Love like knife It’s power, gentle, but controlling Just like life It is inevitable, but intoxicating – Dean Bin’Jamiu Twenty four hours ago, if you had caught a glimpse of his heart, you would have seen love circling it, like the loops of the Olympic symbol. But some minutes ago, his heart shattered like a … Continue reading Love Like Knife
Life, like omnibus set to discover our destination. Death, the inevitable call we must all answer. Life is not fair, death is cruel. I sit in these whispering trees, learning to accept the memories I try to forget; learning to forget my past. But, each proclamation comes my redemption to remember everything I try to … Continue reading Memories
Now you sat playing peek-a-boo with your admission letter which you had just printed out from the café. You could imagine the smiles on your face; they came naturally from you even while you tried to hold on them. The feeling in your heart was that of accomplishment and achievement, and as you sat in … Continue reading Blessings Like Sand
In few hours darkness would overcome the city, which would mark the beginning of our daily business. Robbery. When people woke up and prepared for work in the morning we rested and looked forward to the darkest time of the night to start our own business. We are robbers. Professionals at its finest. Our business … Continue reading The Choice We Make
A Man Of The People by Chinua Achebe “I hope we will always be friends. For yesterday is but a dream and tomorrow is only a vision but today’s friendship makes every yesterday a dream of happiness and the every tomorrow a vision of hope”-Chinua Achebe (A man Of The People) I pick this excerpt … Continue reading It Is You Achebe
(I) Then… We met Felt sunset Saw dawn Now… We grow With the Bubbles That Bubblinna sprinkles (II) ONE morning, bright and radiant, As the sun rose to the sky. A drumbeat sounded through the hills And echoed far and high Boomed like a canon’s roar The creature dove for shelter For the … Continue reading We Bubble With Bubblinna
Here I lie desolate Finding succour in poetry The twirling of thorns in a once happy heart creates sad lines on pages. Gone, baby gone? unkissed by the sun as life falls into afterlife. Empty womb bleeds and garbs our hearts in black. Tears shed and dried We live with hope For you shall come … Continue reading Stillborn
Hollow years In the sands of time Similititude of a sea that seize And roar like a dungeon lion Voices piecing the darkness Days like Years of talks with folks In this phantom garden call home I Advanced towards shutting down Motivation whipped the fatigue We continued Voice holds wisdom Silence commands wisdom Unabashed life … Continue reading Shutting Down
In the darkness Through a glass darkly With Overall stars In and around it The light walked to and fro To find the shattered porcelain And pick the wounding atoms And heal the bleeding hearts And pave a wider parts In the darkness Through hurdling nights Across the banks They slept For the posteriors Incarnated … Continue reading In The Days Of Darkness Before Light
My love for you is like an endless sea, Flowing in purity, Like Orumolu in Jesa. A sense of new life, the one in the early morning dew, I feel inside me. In this spacious love garden my heart craves. Your face glitter around me like the shining diamond, Taking from the deepest sea. Your … Continue reading Endless sea
The sun shapes its menace eyes, Beating the innocent earth. The earth grunts like a giant angry man, As it retaliate in the bare legs of the orphans. Orphans! Orphans! Orphans! Orphans that cries with provocative emotion. Emotion so strong that it crack the earth. Feelings that touch the heart and make it bleed. The … Continue reading What Happened Yesterday
Our country and the change we seek which is hard to find but we remain hopeful. ★★★★ What if you aren’t reading this now? Its purpose and theme could have been meaningless. The better world we seek could have been hopeless Our mind and heart could have been clothless This poem could have been worthless … Continue reading If our Executives were not Executhieves
Bint is her name Writing is her game Through it she found her fame She is not a dame In many ways, they are much the same I noticed her when she came She cat walked and I saw her on that lane Through my vision or through frame When she became visible I saw … Continue reading Bint
Adaku sat down. She sat in her paradise-like parlour, she held a book in her hand, not reading, but flipping through the pages, searching for the exact place she had stopped. She was about to read. The book she was holding was a paperback book. A book written by Jamiu Basitt, the award winning author … Continue reading Adaku