Gloria had to take deep breaths before she knew where she was. She wiped her face and rose from the bed. The banging at the door continued and Gloria guessed it was her landlord. Many of the tenants had rumored that he took special interest in disturbing tenants that were about leaving his house very … Continue reading A Man’s Thing (3 of 3)
What is the meaning of life enmeshed deep in flagrant waters. Gulping out bubbles to the air. And after sun dry, smells like the slums of Ebuta-Metta. What’s life itself, tossed and whipped. Matched and kicked. Later, seen on the lagoon of a Lagos bridge, floating like an empty bottle. Where’s is the insanity of … Continue reading The dark is bliss
Like two hungry wanderers We met. I, from the direction You were set. I was cupping a story And all you had was beauty. I poured my powdery story On your breast And then on your head. With my tongue, I drummed On your tympanum Till you danced the dance Which carried to the distance … Continue reading Worlds Apart
Portraying in true light, the grandeur of your matchless beauty Is a quest that tends to the impossible But, if valour be the worthy trait of word-knighthood Then, the frail shadow of the seeming impossible shall I trail Truly, the peacock has been adjudged “beautiful” by mortals At the splendour of your majesty, it can … Continue reading Beauty Personified!