• MusingsPhoto of Till Death Do Us Apart

    Till Death Do Us Apart

    –Beautiful, that’s one term to refer you. Luminous and prideful, just like the glowing moon. Foes and allies all fighting to be in your infallible troop. Endowing you with gifts…

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  • Life and General Fiction StoriesPhoto of Karma of Life

    Karma of Life

    As I sat down in the little cafe, waiting for the worker to access my information through the school’s portal, my head blared with thoughts. Blared with happy, remorseful and…

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  • Naija StoriesPhoto of Her


    My friends and I sat under the mango tree, receiving the fresh air that nature had to adduce. The sweltering heat was too much to bear, our faces were clothed…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Voices


    I hear the voices in my head Echoing and reverberating Full of flaws yet flawless They tell my heart to race at the sight of the opposite sex They tell…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Back From The 80’s

    Back From The 80’s

    Back from the 80’s, saw Michael Jackson, had a great time with Steve Perry, rocked the concert with Bruce Springsteen, ladies screaming, felt the current like AC-DC, Lionel Richie singing…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Ramblings?


    Taste your knowledge, when you’re feeding me false information? Food for thoughts, my head is blaring with migraine, Walk the distance and feel the mile-age, Said she’s my Pad-dy, it’s…

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  • PoetryPhoto of Story, Story

    Story, Story

    Let me tell y’all a story about this girl in red bumshot that made her look like mogwli. She chewed gum loudly and had a nose ring. Had this color…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Yenno I Ain’t No Pessimist

    Yenno I Ain’t No Pessimist

    Yenno I ain’t no pessimist. but at times they are certain things we just have to believe would never be. End times the clock stopped ticking. White power; racism still…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Life Story

    Life Story

    Life is given, a kid on the floor, with a smear of candy, Crawling on the pavement, soggy knees and a need for exploring, Years skipping by, until his pink…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Iceberg


    Tip of the iceberg, everybody wants success, no elevator to greatness, but I’ve got goons who can teleport to anywhere. Aren’t you scared? Life gets messed up when you pass…

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  • PoetryPhoto of Used 2

    Used 2

    Dad used to come back home with the tenacious fetor of cigarettes and paint pummeled on his t-shirt. I used to sit in melancholy on his heaving chest and admiring…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Love and Unity

    Love and Unity

    The white on our flag represent peace. The green stands for vegetation that feeds the community. Love and unity heals. Love and unity, Respect for the fallen deceased. Brave hearts…

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  • MusingsPhoto of Trance


    One among us is cold Shaking, wrecking shivering in spine Within he is warm his state blank with no prints What has happened? We have no Idea Who’s spell is…

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  • PoetryPhoto of I Cried

    I Cried

    A sweet foundation was how we started. Nothing but fresh love soaring through our mindsets. Laughter and smiles that were as symmetrical as the sunset. I still have a memorabilia…

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  • PoetryPhoto of Ugly Past

    Ugly Past

    I have an ugly past that needs a makeup, I called Cassandra Clare to come over to my house with a paint brush. This headache thudding inside of my head…

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  • MusingsPhoto of I Know A Murderer

    I Know A Murderer

    Breathes nervously. I am about to tell you a secret, please don’t spill. Cocks head side to side. Hyperventilating… I… uhm, I killed my pen today, I am a murderer.…

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  • UncategorizedPhoto of A Dedication

    A Dedication

    Let me tell y’all a story about a certain lady I fell in love with some years back. Her name is Stella, and she has got the finest heart. A…

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  • African StoriesPhoto of Crumpled Wings

    Crumpled Wings

    It was unusually quiet this evening as I sat down on our porch, observing the porch light and the arboreal insects that were hovering around it, flapping their wings rapidly…

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  • African StoriesPhoto of Indecisive


    As I sat down quietly in the rickety moving bus, I could feel cold perspiration clouding and clustering around my forehead. Though it was late August, and it rained last…

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  • PoetryPhoto of Martha’s Secret

    Martha’s Secret

    It was a wintry night. I was hiking through this solemn rainy park. My brown boots with streaks of water lashes from the wet grass. The crescent moon out with…

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