Adulthood is a trick—no, let me use a better word, adulthood is a scam. Everything about it is a façade, nothing is as it seems. Why wasn’t I told
This morning is so beautiful, the sun is dazzling in its reddish glow, its hue adding a magnificent allure to waking up today. I normally do not
She would never forget the first time it happened. How could she when the horror, and the stench, and the shame of it were always with
I did it not because I was bored; having no one to talk to, or in the very least, enjoy a cup of tea with, I settled down and communicated with it as
Many who judge the people that commit suicide do not just understand. They were not in their shoes, going through the debilitating memories,
What if a human could interact with the forces of nature? Well, here’s what I imagined…Human: Rain, you do know that you’ve
We are all the same, all of us, we are all hypocrites. But do you know the difference? Some of us know and accept that fact; the
I was running through the bushes behind Mazi Uwa’s compound, and my hands were full with the udara fruits I’ve managed to pluck; behind
I wasn’t a hero — or heroine in my case. I was a scaredy cat, always shying away from any form of trouble or altercation. I never even shouted.
Flowing like the windMy heartbeat goesFluttering as a butterfly wings
To die for someoneIs to love someoneTo let your love pass through hell
The sound of the morning traffic woke me up. I stood, yawned and stretched, went to the mirror and froze. I couldn’t understand what faced me
“Will you marry me, Somtoo?” she asked as she knelt before me.What was this girl doing? Why was she embarrassing both herself and I? Now, everyone
Do you know my name?
My identity, my fame,
Do you know my name?
Or is it just lame,
That I bear a name?
A million reasons to love you..
A million reasons not to,
But do I see a reason to?
‘Cause I can’t seem to find one…
When thy lips touch mine
This is a sequel to the story ‘The Murder of My Mother’ I had what most of my mates craved for. I had the money, the cars, the women, the flashy lifestyle,
I met you in the darkfalling wasn’t hardYour heart I tightly hugDrowning deep in love