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Neither prose nor poetry

When I was a child.

When I was a child, I had wild thoughts.Thoughts like,Whenever lightning lighted up the sky, In my heart, I say, “God just took my passport photograph”.Whenever thunderstruck, especially the loud scary ones, I said “angels Read more…

By Ovyay, 1 year ago October 25, 2021
Neither prose nor poetry

What makes a woman beautiful?

This is my contribution to Women’s day. Happy International Women’s Day all women out there. God bless all our women in Jesus name Glorified. Amen. What Makes a Woman Beautiful? It’s her face What if Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 years ago March 13, 2021
Neither prose nor poetry

A time in the Past

No clear footway through the rubble, everything built up has been burnt down Hopes, plans, expectations, pride, all obliterated by the fire of unfortunate circumstances The city of hope is now smokes and smoldering ashes Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 years ago February 12, 2021
Neither prose nor poetry

Na we way be dat

Na we way be dat. Being innocent doesn’t immunize anyone from facing hassles Neither does saying “God is my witness” mean anything to the reprobate mind “My hands are clean” does not guarantee safety in Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 years ago January 25, 2021
Neither prose nor poetry

The giant aspect

I am drowning in the sea of giant complicacies The wind, the tempest and the storm in cahoots against me I can’t even muster mustard seed faith I need to fly away to where peace Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 years ago January 22, 2021
Neither prose nor poetry

Nightmare Hotel

Creepy from the get go A place suited for shady dealings Come in, go out, no questions asked This is my hotel, no, it ain’t a brothel. **************’********* I hated the place at first sight Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 years ago December 25, 2020
Neither prose nor poetry

Trouble free

Tomorrow I would buy a balloon Fill it with all my heartaches, nerve-aches and headaches Then go to an open field to release it Then watch my pains float away in the wind. Maybe I Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 years ago December 11, 2020
Neither prose nor poetry

The names we bare

Some Nigerians have interesting names. Some were named based on the circumstances surrounding their birth. Some names are like a sentence, subjecting the bearer to a life of interrogations or outright mockery. Such names run Read more…

By Ovyay, 2 years ago October 2, 2020
Neither prose nor poetry

Mumu man wey dey beat woman

I tanda for my doormot dey browse my dream Bugatti Veyron moto I com see Odeku run go wear knicker Wan fight woman To show say im be man. ************************ Dis mumu man no get Read more…

By Ovyay, 3 years ago August 28, 2020
Neither prose nor poetry

I tanda for my doormot

I dey my doormot, dey look rain wey dey fall, stop and start again Naim I come tell the rain Bros, see wetin you cause for ya self Common to fall, you no sabi again. Read more…

By Ovyay, 3 years ago August 21, 2020

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