All posts by Kwiksie

The full name's Okwukwe. I'm a born again Christian and absolutely love the platform to self-expression that writing provides---so, i write. I'm probably not the best critic...but i AM willing to learn where the lesson is a value additive. I'm highly fond of children, guitars, pepper, chocolate, and rainfall and i fancy myself a slightly unconventional romantic. ^_^So now you know.

It Gets Lonely

Living within the dictates of this world’s definition of existence. Dying with each attempt to match society’s image of the relevant. Loneliness is, whether in the crowd of 3, or a 100 times that maybe, But most disturbing: strangers in this society are our daily surrounding. A society that keeps claiming it understands we, Denying … Continue reading It Gets Lonely

Tell Me About Yourself

“So, tell me about yourself.” He gives me this instruction flippantly. But he doesn’t seek a serious response apparently. Since we began conversing, I’d identified his real interest; One that his eyes declared before his lips formed a sentence. It really wasn’t difficult, he made it plain as day And although my face kept his … Continue reading Tell Me About Yourself

A Tale of Him and Her

  She had no identity and he had too many. They met by what they believed was chance’s manipulation, on the day marking the apex of their individual frustrations with the lives they’d been leading for more years than they cared to count. With everyday that passed for those years to grow, life’s value became … Continue reading A Tale of Him and Her

What Do You Want Really?

A kiss or two maybe? Because things have been too mainstream lately? So you seek a twist to your skirt-hopping assignments and deem me worthy of some emotional torment? I’d say thanks for the ironic compliment Of you being attracted enough to attempt making me a wanton pet But what’s this!? Right now I’m choking … Continue reading What Do You Want Really?

It’s Just Porn … Nothing More.

So you sit there transfixed. Eyes glued to the screen like old pictures in a photo album. Before hitting on the play button you glance over your shoulder – like a dude looking out for his wife while holding hands with a hooker – at the bedroom door, just in case someone might have been … Continue reading It’s Just Porn … Nothing More.

Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 4 – Finale)

He’d been trying to reach her since the very onset of the plot but the loud nature of their jubilation over her imminent fall kept her conveniently distracted, thus she shook off his every warning and nudging as though He were the bothersome distraction. The others mocked Him and had a wonderful time while at … Continue reading Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 4 – Finale)

Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 3)

She laughed off his request for her to spend the night and tried to maneuver past him but her attempt was the truly laughable event. He raised up the dangers of her leaving by public transportation so late at night and she countered him by reminding him that he owned several cars and that she … Continue reading Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 3)

Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 2).

His house was really lovelier than she’d expected and the extra touch of little flower gardens which followed to the side the tiled walking paths that ran round the house’s perimeter completely stole her heart. Seeing how much she appreciated the surroundings, he suggested that instead they prepare the dinner he’d planned previously to take her into … Continue reading Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 2).

Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 1)

They had been waiting a long time for this moment and it was finally here. Everything was in place. Each had been anticipating this for quite some time and they knew success was pretty much in the bag if they could manage to push her far enough. If they could overwhelm her for just so … Continue reading Heads You Lose; Hearts You Win. (Part 1)

Tell Her Something Sweet

Tell her something that she will soon not remember. Words that will blow over her gently She would sway and then stagger ever so slightly To pleasant vocabulary which truly has no meaning. Though they be the most tired of repetitions -evidence of your disinterest to spare her a creative thought- This observation will concern her not As it is of less priority than … Continue reading Tell Her Something Sweet


Time’s a’ wasting Days, hours, minutes and seconds. You sit back and wonder again- ‘How did I let this happen? What on earth has come over me?’ But we both know there’s never one answer. And probably, There just may never be. This past-time is tedious I’m sure you would agree. It absconds with all your … Continue reading C.r.u.s.h.e.s

I Wonder What It Would Mean To You

I wonder what it would mean to you If I promised you I’d never lie. Never pretending things would be ever peachy But letting you know I’ll always be on stand-by. Trust has to be the swaddling cloth In which our love, most precious, is wrapped. Instead of letting suspicion, insecurity and doubt Be the … Continue reading I Wonder What It Would Mean To You

If My People Pray…

Pray for your country! Leave Merlin and Harry potter and Vampire diaries. I’m watching the enemy wave imminent destruction in our faces and we ignore the threat like rookies. Pray for your country! Kim Kardashian doesn’t know you and probably never will. Whether or not you spend idle hours yakking about the flaws of others … Continue reading If My People Pray…

What He Said…(Part 6 – Final)

When they walked into the living room holding hands just as Bola and his fiancée had done, the room fell silent. Mrs. Daramola couldn’t combine the look of barely contained elation and contentment on her niece’s face with the tear streaks lining them but Lola’s mother merely looked between Kole and her daughter and smiled, … Continue reading What He Said…(Part 6 – Final)