My salivary gland is dry The one that secrete the saliva of apology My tongue of speech is tied The one that rolls out the words of appeal My heart is weak to pump blood In to my body for active activity I am left with little strength And with it I will put an … Continue reading I will kill you
She bemoans her faults her conscience she torments her contagious heart-wound infests her spirit making her contenance sour Chained in her hoplessness she slides gradually down to that abyss, accompanied by the five daughters of Acadia She descends fast into that pit of despair, but as she hits the bottom the hands of … Continue reading Despair by Ndubuisi
I thank you Lord for this surge of poetry Flooding through my gentle soul, Looking for that outlet to vent itself. Indeed, I indulge my self in its oceanic rendition, The spontaneous overflow of emotions; Recollected in tranquility. Wow! What effulgence! I surrender my being to its leadership, The leadership of those gushing hormones As … Continue reading Spontaneous Effulgence!
I couldn’t concentrate, I zoned the voices around me, I was in a meeting physically but my senses were back in that room in Badmus’s house with Christie, that fateful night was still etched in my memory, replaying every time, she had been on my mind since then “Sir, sir” a voice brought me back … Continue reading Hangout pt5
AD 30, Pilate’s palace Last watch of the night The night was eerily silent. The air was still and the normal chirping of the cicadas was absent. The night was cold but she was covered in sweat. The dreams were always the same; since the night before the crucifixion. She dreaded going to bed nowadays- … Continue reading Easter Story
“Nkem..how?” I looked at my friend. This is the girl I knew since I was a child, she never traded best friends, I was her one and only even after we fought. She hated confrontation so she did all she could to not cause trouble and was always eager to fix any problems between us. … Continue reading The Wife Diaries V
Sir, When they told me you died I laughed Because they got it wrong You only stooped to rest You were simply weary. Of paper and pen Of Biafran ghosts Of Semi-literate Ogas at the top Of chop-make-I-chop politricks And lambasting tribal gulags. I know you tried And that’s why you are tired From your … Continue reading To Achebe
My lips speak earnestly to make them see. Their eyes are wide open but blanketed in mist The rape of love and trust around us- is not a fallacy Their eyes sees it clearly but they refuse to believe. Their porous brain accepts without a thought what they are told by the faceless men. Although … Continue reading Clear Mist
I am not here to impress I have tried that before, People tend to spit hatred All of which, May not be our fault Our destiny might be heading to oblivion “No! I’m not heading into science” But, In times like this When truth is deceit One can only pray And fear with hope
‘Let’s sex chat’ those were the words the fifteen year old law undergraduate typed into the blackberry bold 5 device she held in her hand on that fateful night. ‘Okay. Send me your nude pics’ the guy on the other end of the line, probably a thousand miles away, replied. ‘Okay’, she typed in and … Continue reading Social Media and the Campus
Dear Mr President, How are you and your family? And how are you coping with steering the ship of the great state of Nigeria? I hoped fervently that my last correspondence would reach you somehow, sometime and that hope has given me the impetus to write to you again. I will implore you to view … Continue reading A Letter to Mr President II
With the passing away of a great African literary Icon; Chinua Achebe, we can only console the old with our young and creative minds, for they have passed the baton to us. Features of this event would include: Every participant being provided with a ‘Glo’ t-shirt and a face cap for the mountain hike At … Continue reading The African Street Writer’s Mountain Hike (Special Tributes to Chinua Achebe)
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You fail to see the resemblance But seem to see the resentment You nod your head in disgust Mine in exhaust. What you want to do, you do Of course, I too do. They say this, but you wanna do that Say what you wanna say I do what my heart says. Though, to … Continue reading Shadow
THURSDAY, JANUARY 28, 2010 Tiger was one and tall ‘ere he won a fame by a shame and fell and his wood’s lame in pains, boo and sneer arise, Tiger see they dine that you die in tear unfurl claws and stalk from grass to grace from dust to musk oh Woods the ace!