There was a group of teenagers who set out travelling in a car early one morning at 5am before the sun was out. It was still dark and the young guys left so early because they wanted to arrive at their destination before 1pm. In the car were four guys. They were all wide awake … Continue reading Lurking in the woods I
Dear readers, I’ll not place any age restriction to reading this. However, I must let you know that this piece contains strong sexual languages. Therefore, if you know you can’t cope with such, you are advised to quit straightaway. The writer will not hearken to complaints of inconveniences while reading. I’m thinking if that first … Continue reading Cypridophobia – The Fear of Prostitutes
THAT FEELING… THAT MOOD I am scared, it seems, and why, I wonder; I see folks die, day by day; When shall mine be, I often ponder; Yet that is no price I am scared to pay. Questions I’ve got, I itch to ask; They are for they, who have lost ones … Continue reading That feeling… that mood.
The clock struck five. The countdown has just begun. Belgie stared at it. Guess he noticed that I have been taking note of each passing tick. He shifted his gaze at me. I bent down and touched his whiskers. Sixty minutes from now, I will face a dreadful moment of my life. I quickly got … Continue reading The Touch of Fear
All the things that my mother told me will give me pride and earn me respect have come round to give me shame and ridicule. As the midwife approached me with my sixth child, who by the way is female again the sixth time, warm tears welled up in me but then, I was beyond … Continue reading Freights of a Woman
You creep up on me like a shadow Slouching sideways, color as dark as a starless night; You are my worst nightmare come to life A creature in thought Fleshed out with every choice I made, My own Frankenstein drooling Maliciously over my drawn out dreams; I made you and yet you disobey me I … Continue reading Imagined Reality
Am siting and watching life pass by… the sun is gone, dead-blue is d sky… the moon is early-up.. its blurred by cloud’s fog,.. so far away, yet so near… its lonely just as i am, down here… i see the clouds cover it, its brightness almost dimming… same time i feel dis malaise and … Continue reading Repression
Nefisa did a slight skip as a soft breeze whispered across her cheeks and played briefly with some loose strands of her hair. Lightning flashed behind some clouds seconds before she heard a muffled rumble of thunder. The rich conversation she’d just had with her reading partner was exhilarating. He had loosened up and laughed … Continue reading Nefisa’s Plight
I am afraid
Afraid of my shadow
Afraid of my fears
The nightmares they give me
It is not all bad with the night.
Yes, men with evil hearts prowl in darkness seeking their prey,
With their instrument of pain they cause havoc.
At dawn, bad news shall be on their trail.
With arms wrapped across the breasts, men discuss, after the night.