Death called today Like an experienced secretary, my body answered Sir, there’s someone on the…
Browsing: Style and Rhythm
A vacant bed still scares The memory of your smile Stabs like pin on flesh…
On that edge All felt is the noise heard As stables of raindrops run their…
Nigeria my pride, Dark land of green and white, Tall trees, blue skies, hot sun,…
I drew up a timeline of things that had to be done And when they…
Arise from slumber, Nigerians, for thou art wise, Awake from your sleep, Nigeria, Bake not…
Setting out my feet on the huge whirling ball, Above my head the sky tilted…
Days where smiles gladly hung on the faces of these youngsters Where beauty was regarded…
Paint this picture. A father disciplining you. A mother nagging you. Siblings pestering you. Relatives…
Never mind I will find someone like you. Someone who understands The beauty beneath what…