It was not long after I dropped my Saudi-made prayer rug when I heard my phone ringing. It must be a call. And i just return from Juma’at prayer/mosque. As hungry as I have been- having gone to the mosque grated by our house-cook’s failure to get the food ready, before I left- I found … Continue reading Hungry man is a “sorry” man.
In a society where a royal family of seers determine a nation’s future, a runaway princess struggles to cross the border to her freedom while trying to evade capture by a savage general Mount Kai Present Day Chapter 2: Mary woke me from sleep, grabbing my wrists and jerking me awake. I had tried pushing … Continue reading Birthright - Chapter 2
sometimes my dreams get so big am forced to shrink. Gold plated reverie,I could almost touch them. I want it all yet, they stand tall.this walls. time keeps rolling it’s marathon never ending my bones deep in bitter romance with stress the lazy takes over the body, fear sips in, then my teeth sinks into … Continue reading Dreams…
Masquerading in feminine loveliness Stands a beautiful damsel Corroding my irefulness Feeding me with love I cannot sell She stands like Athena Dispensing wisdom like oxygen And echoing words like Athena She vomits lyrics in cadence Erecting an altar for her Who has become my lyrical priestess I slice my tongue eulogizing her Bringing forth … Continue reading Elove Poetry: Peeling Back The Mask
First, you arrived With a cry so loud A slap or two settled you in peace It’s love that forced the skies to receive your shine So, settle your thoughts Treat your mind before projecting Heal your wounds before sharing The heat of your heart must be right Else it’ll burn anyone within reach To … Continue reading Love Yourself
Badagry express route! It’s all the way car hoot. With your nostril filled with fume soot. It’s a stretch where tradesmen cast their lot. Defiling the weather so hot. Therein passengers traipse for this-a-that not because they are nut. Most have no better mode A day of twenty-four, eight hours is spent on the road. … Continue reading The Express Bad. Agree?
One bright sunny day, as they were going home from school, seven-year-old Mildred and her elder brother, Michael, were reciting a nursery rhyme with Maryam, a friend of theirs. The cock crows at dawn telling us it’s morn that we may rise, and become wise. He who lies late, may wake up late. For early … Continue reading We Went And We Did Not Die
When the early breeze brush your gentle face, when your mind draws toward me with peaceful race, when the soothing fragrance from your veil fill my empty space, your eyes,like stars fill my keenly gaze, the soft throb from my heart resting peacefully on your tender ace, will show you my love, the bliss of … Continue reading Midnight’s Sunshine
When they tell me about it, i become “obedient” When am sad i think about it When i think about it i become lonely I don’t even want to think about it, I don’t want anyone near it I just want it like it never happened! When the thought of it comes it’s like thrusting … Continue reading My Weakness
Dressed in a strong morale of immorality, She was standing at the reception. Apparently as a waitress, But she was not. She actually posed it for his attention. Her figure-eight shape, That could even make a gentlemqn stand starry in public, Yawning and salivating in his eyes, While his spittle turns alcoholic. To avoid a … Continue reading She
Yes, I said our mobile operators are magicians! We spend a lot of money on recharge vouchers. Yet, the hard earned Naira, and kobo too in this context, is not paid for service. It’s magic they give us. You may be wondering what this Ijebu born, Cotonou bred, Somolu based illiterate that I am means … Continue reading Our mobile operators are magicians!
Getting dazed by the question, I started fiddling with my shoulder-length hair in anxiety. I didn’t know where to start from. I was scratching the back of my neck without feeling any itches. I wonder what my parents would say if I told them how poor Festus’ parent had been. I trust Mum. She might … Continue reading Treasure and the lucky digger (part 8)
Did you know that the eyes can speak so loud? They shout their unspoken questions clear across the room “Why do you hate me so much?” “Why are you angry with me?” “What did I do wrong?” Mine silently respond “Because you left me” The child I once was didn’t understand why you left The … Continue reading The Eyes Have it
I said No! He heard Yes! I meant Go He ingressed #Bruised Now I’m in a state of denial- Belial has plundered my estate, I’m pariah The pains that I feel are like wires Being drawn through my skin with a dagger #Bruised He didn’t come with the keys He broke the door I see … Continue reading Letters By Funmi (#lbf) - Raped
I sat on Pat’s lower bunk, and watched my crush throw the ball in the air and run after it. I was hopelessly attracted to him. He should be about 5 feet tall, and had very fair skin just like Stan my boyfriend., I guess that was why I was attracted to him, I was … Continue reading What Ogili Soup Cost Me