The Battle is the Lord’s- Series 1 It was in the wee hours, 18th of Oct. 2022 to be precise, a time when deep sleep falls on the sons of men. I had just finished my intercessions and decided to meditate. Suddenly, I was caught up in the whirlwind of Read more…
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 Why me, why me, I asked? If not you, then who endless silence answered. ++++++++++++++++++++++++++++ Read more…
Caveat Emptor- This short poems are nothing but words of my imagination and have no link to any man born of woman. Just enjoy it and don’t attribute meanings it was not meant to convey to it. is friendship by force? she said: is friendship by force so I withdrew Read more…
Using sleep like a drug Just to get into the land of dreams Can’t stand my screaming conscience I need to sleep to get away from myself. ******************************* An offender desires the paradise of the faithful Yet the deep furrows of sin has its vice-like grip on him Daily he Read more…
Covid – 19, just dey ya dey. All dis wan wey you dey para for road, na ya sef you go kill. Ya egungun don enter express. Na to peme remain. I put you on lockdown and kwarantine you to hell faya till lailai in Jesus name Glorified. Amen. One Read more…
WHY I WROTE NOTHING It was a sunless day in the city of my soul The sky and the stars were in deep sleep My soul was trying to talk to my hands through the dark clouds But my brain couldn’t tell my hands what to do. **’********************* I sat Read more…
A life of strange ironies Burial happening at one side of a compound Marriage at the other end of the same compound Men wept for five minutes and crossed over to laugh and feast for five minutes . A sober drunkard Is a drunkard robbed of his bottles If he Read more…
So there I was, standing by at 6 am in the morning pretending to be waiting for the Social Media Week shuttle. But the truth was, I was more into waiting for Anu to show up. Who is this 5 years old keeping me waiting? Suddenly there she was, on Read more…
This is a poem that speaks the truth concerning a past pain point. I dedicate it to all who have lost someone dear to them. It’s also to remember you – “Mimi“. That’s was what you were popularly called. We called you “Stainless”. I didn’t put your picture because there Read more…
Early 2019, Roving Heights books came up with a small contest requiring that we should write a short poem using the word “Bliss”. I did and won. They then gave me a book titled “Awakening 11:11″. After a short while, I developed those four lines that won me the prize Read more…