My Pen, My Power

When the pen decides to stand-out on plain sheets, It effect knows no bound. When imagination allows itself to be crafted out, It effect spreads beyond the shores. When dreams allows itself to be made manifest, It action goes beyond the words of the mouth. When chaos is scribbled as a script, It effect goes beyond the […]

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A Journey Of No Return.

                            Journey of no return, Death, Death, the beginning of a new life, New happenings, new growth process.   I learnt he never rested in death, At the spot, they told them, “He is gone on a journey to the great beyond”

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Loneliness

I have often felt so lonely, Often, crippling beneath my thoughts I am encapsulated as a groundnut in its pod. Loneliness gripped my ability, Loneliness kills my vulnerability, I have often wanted more from life, Often wanted more from friendships, And more, from experiences, But, I feel encamped by loneliness, I could not shield myself

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My Crib

  Soft, succulent and tender is my abode, My place of rest The place I call home, Your warmth, my warmth The only shelter made for me. Dozing off on you Seems like a journey to Iceland, A journey filled with smiles and comfort. When I lie in you, I know my pains are gone.

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One Man’s Sin – Diezani.

The pre-independence era saw women figures struggle with their male counterpart for the independence of Nigeria, activities as the “Aba Women’s Riot in 1929” and also the “Lioness of Lisabi” Mrs Funmilayo Ransome – Kuti’s participation as a delegate of the NCNC in 1952 Constitutional Conference. And the post-independence still saw women struggle for recognition

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Freed Slaves

  I am a child born by post-colonisation, All they make me understand was that, “Colonisation made me a slave” But now, I am a freed slave. I no longer have to do what the white man says, “Les hommes blancs” no longer have their grip over me. But their aroma is still in the

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Have You Met Me?

The girl with freckles on her face, with her hooded eyelid she looks so sleepy. She gets so carried away with discussions but don’t be deceived by her flare for talks, she can be chameleon like in nature as she might not love to discuss when you really want her to.

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