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Home
Hello Sunday, We have something for you- A whimsical piece that calls for home. If you have ever been away from home and longed for home while hoping to make your new home, home; confused yet? Well, this marvelously written piece is for you. The verses of this poem may resonate with you. They are… Continue reading Home
Vision Empire
This is a motivational piece written to awaken the giant within us. It's a soul-stirring call to greatness, the key to which is Vision. How can you desire what you don't or cannot see? It is what the eyes see, the mouth waters for. Question: What do you see? VISION EMPIRE 1. Vision dwells in… Continue reading Vision Empire
Broken Warrior, Broken Wings
This gut-wrenching piece pulls at the heart’s strings. It may be categorized as dark poetry, I'd rather call it 'Naked Poetry'. Here the poet-persona tries to lay bare himself by sharing his struggles with depression and bad habits. Writing about how he hid behind a façade because he couldn’t open up to the rest of… Continue reading Broken Warrior, Broken Wings
Dame Like You
June is for poetry and of all the colours that make up poetry, love is the prettiest. This piece is something for the lovers, a sincere unpretentious expression of a man's feelings for his heartthrob. This down-to-earth piece gives an unfiltered sight into the terrains and pathways that are the heart of a man when… Continue reading Dame Like You
Poetry: RIP (A Letter to those who committed suicide)
More than ever before Nigeria is facing a tragedy in the alarming increase in suicide. More pathetic is the fact that such news has lost its shock effect since it is so rife. It is also no surprise that the buck of those caught in this irreversible heart-wrenching web are the youths- the future of… Continue reading Poetry: RIP (A Letter to those who committed suicide)
Poetry: No more Idols
I wrote this a while back. I had some major struggles then, chief among them was idolatry. Ihuoma, February 2nd, 2019
Subtle Smiling Brute
Yesternight I remembered Mr Shinku. He was a no-good man who wanted to sleep with me. A big man with a booming voice, I remember being worried he would keel over from a heart attack because I thought a body that big will only last so long before the heart stops. I met Shinku when… Continue reading Subtle Smiling Brute
The Journey Begins
Thanks for joining me! Good company in a journey makes the way seem shorter. — Izaak Walton Have you ever wanted to express what your mind was screaming but you had to be sane and not say anything? Hey! This is for you. We welcome all weirdos and dreamers. Since our minds just won't shut… Continue reading The Journey Begins
