Travel
Lessons from the Dubai Desert
My wife and I were picked up from our hotel at about 4 pm by our guide who also added another family from a different hotel before we finally headed up towards the desert. In Read more…
Poetry
Traveling companions and compatriots
(I wrote this poem because of what I recently experienced when I traveled to the South Western part of Nigeria. I mean, it was as noisy as a market place all through the journey . Read more…
Poetry
The story ends when the heroine…..
The arch scheme of devilry became enthroned The hour I embraced your lust Dragons now roam the land of my body This is the sad story of the heroine and the villain. Hateful foes singing Read more…
Travel
The rainbow of Erin Ijesa Waterfalls
One person that puts smiles on everyone’s face at Erin Jesa Waterfalls is Baba Sunday Jegede. I personally call him “the rainbow of Erin Jesa waterfalls “. I named him so because he adds color Read more…
Poetry
The Traveler
Deny me not access to the woods Do not hinder me from traversing the nations Sun, sea, and sand fills me with joy My name is Ovyay, the Traveling Poet. Dust, rain, contrary winds can’t Read more…
Poetry
My Dream
I have a dream That tomorrow shall be greater than today The Luther in me is awaken Madiba never gave up. My dream My hope for a new beginning My escape from the vortex of Read more…
Poetry
All colors are beautiful
Colors of diversity flowing one into another An ornament of beautification on the neck of the sky Showing incomparable beauty to men on the earth You have to be a hater not to love the Read more…
Life matters
Men, vanity, life and death
Like a river that ebbs and rises Life is filling the earth that death is emptying Nobody knows when his turn will come Alive today, dead tomorrow, the story of the mortal man. When I Read more…
Poetry
Masked men everywhere
Masked men everywhere Jacob’s voice, Esau’s hands Welcome to the land of masked Where reality is dead and deceit is alive. We smile when we ought to be crying We laugh when we ought to Read more…
Poetry
My coffee time has come
Another dawn, another day A spin and a yawn On my feet, I stand My coffee time has come. A mug and hot water Brown beans and cream Black dark waters to sip My coffee Read more…