• PoetryPhoto of Boys Are Not Stones

    Boys Are Not Stones

    (I) Do stones hold drops of water? We are stones! We cry out tears when drenched With countless pains We waft away specks like rocks When hammered hotly Stone hold no water When beleaguered With…

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  • MusingsPhoto of On the Queer

    On the Queer

    Souls from different abode, hustling with standing code. They are gathered like communal faithfuls with parallel goals and reasons. These are measuring tapes scaling temporary scapes; and lengthening meandering shapes, they fell in line like…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Dear Daughter

    Dear Daughter

    Dear Daughter, This is the yester years lines, Scribbled in a closet hut, Where fire caressed our bodies erotically Where I and your mama pounded nature… Like a yam diluted with a coco yam, Pounded…

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  • MusingsPhoto of I Am Me

    I Am Me

    I am a unique me I am all that I choose to be I am as a flowing river Being tossed about by life I am as the wind Giving freshness to all within me…

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  • MusingsPhoto of The Innocent Cry

    The Innocent Cry

    Walking alone in a confused world I wondered why the world Is being carved with lies. An innocent heart is a blank mail Filled with purity An exchanged with tragedy. A shield of lies encompasses…

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  • PoetryPhoto of Foul Play

    Foul Play

    Red was the day that got us split, when we couldn’t truce on a sit. And all I have done in a bid to quell her mind was undid. Her persistent insecurity revealed her mind…

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  • African StoriesPhoto of Abused

    Abused

    Mum left him. She left me too. He was cruel to her. He didn’t want her close. She left, and never came back. Not considering what I had in mind. I wanted her by my…

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  • African StoriesPhoto of The Main Killer

    The Main Killer

    Everybody had gone out to have fun except Steph, she usually loved being the last to leave the room. We were three best friends the entire university has known so far, others started in their…

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  • Love and Romance StoriesPhoto of Extempore

    Extempore

    It was a decade now, when Arnold and his lover, Dorothy were under a shade of a leafless tree that stood next to a river bank: the sky was so cool and serene, the ocean…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of Black Rose

    Black Rose

    Give me a flower A black rose to be precise This is the end and even though I hate goodbyes “Fare well,” my lips must say Amidst the pouring tears And the trembling. Lay a…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Family Photograph

    Family Photograph

    Unlike ancient families, my family photograph reminds me of an ancient story, of how things fell apart.. Seated in the middle, is my fatherless father who was fathered by his mother with Hitler’s authority and…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of Hate Love

    Hate Love

    There’s something ’bout you and I No one else will ever see It’s so clear that we can’t deny Sweeps us away like the waves of the sea I gave a part of me I…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of Vannesa Why?

    Vannesa Why?

    Vanessa oh Vanessa Beautiful as the flowers of Paris Pure like the winter snow Your love, my heart carries And nutures dearly so ’twill grow The lights in your eyes Lights up my darkness Your…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of Lucid Dreams

    Lucid Dreams

    I found her, I found the one I used to think no one is perfect But after searching for so long I found the perfect one… one hundred percent Shiny black hair resting on her…

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  • PoetryPhoto of Grounded

    Grounded

    Powerless, Flightless, Soulless… a status gotten effortlessly. Helpless, Hopeless, Voiceless… all these lots come endlessly. Jobless, Cashless, Homeless… yet the man works carelessly. Nameless, Fameless, Shameless… and the man roams tirelessly. Faceless, Heartless, Mindless…. now…

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  • Love PoemsPhoto of Intuit

    Intuit

    In the green field where we lay, bare and plain our hearts sway, to find the treasure of togetherness polarizing our state of loneliness. Our hearts flourished apart yet we could not depart. A nail…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Thinking Pants

    Thinking Pants

    Mastery?…yes, it comes from practice, hence the cloud of information boiling to unveil. And she is a master, a master of all. And over her shoulder, are spread the decorated install. A Nerd?… maybe one,…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Journey to Abuja

    Journey to Abuja

    On a fateful morning I called on journey “Hello, Journey, I am hiring you to a meeting at Abuja the state capital. Hello, one again I want you to accompany me to the city where…

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  • African StoriesPhoto of Mid-week Service

    Mid-week Service

    There were three of us on the bed in our hostel room that evening—Amara who held her phone to her ear as she talked to Mummy with her eyes glistening with unshed tears, me beside…

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  • African StoriesPhoto of At Ten

    At Ten

    I was under the shade closer to the the yard, meditating. My head was buried deep down between my crossed arms, asking my self thousands of question. But no one could bail out my curiosity.Up…

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