Short Poems
And the dove died
And the dove died. The dove fell with a thudLet out an unheard screamYielded up its soulAnd returned to the Maker Who knows if he had just made his nestHis Mrs, warming the eggsNo more Read more…
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…
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…
Prosetry
Spend the last be with JESUS
Even if you see yourself as one of the many reflections in the mirror of life Passerby’s that the reflecting glass do not reckon with Just another average “Joe or Jane“ hastening to God knows Read more…
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…
Travel
Good intentions and hiking the Ado Awaye mountains
It takes more than good intentions to go hiking at Ado Awaye mountains. When you are over fifty, you need wisdom, fitness and the support of every other thing. This was supposed to be my Read more…
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…
Poetry
I can’t breathe
This is for all the George Floyd’s out there-“…. I CAN’T BREATHE…. ” Racism is breathing on my face Kneeling on my back Pushing me out of me I can’t breathe. +++++++++++++++++++++ I can’t breathe Read more…
Life matters
Smile of a child
Smile of a child. Today being Children’s day in Nigeria, I would like to write the full version of the post I shared on the 30th of April, 2020 on Facebook as promised then. It’s Read more…
Poetry
Need to get away from myself
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 Read more…