Hello Lydia, are you still sleeping out of insomnia, or are your eyes open enough to see the highs n lows of this world?Do you now understand that there’s time for everything under the sun, time to eat, time to sleep, a time to be born and a time to die,Are you now aware that…
Category: Life
Life is a characteristic that distinguishes physical entities that have biological processes, such as signaling and self-sustaining processes, from those that do not, either because such functions have ceased (they have died), or because they never had such functions and are classified as inanimate
A letter To You, Mr. Stranger 🤔
Dear stranger, you know sometimes I wanna tap your back just to say I can be there for you, Mr. Man,Sometimes I wanna give you a very long call just to talk about you, your life, your painful story that you’ve always wanted to tell the society,To give you an ear that is wide-open to…
Why Did You Lie To Me, Magda?
Hello Magda, How is life in the city side, how’s everyone at home? Hope your siblings are still schooling, to better their lives you know, to have a bright future,I’ve kept silent for a couple of weeks meditating on the whole drama, but today I feel like I’m ready to let if flow, to let…
My Type Of A Girl 🥰
Dear Father, I know I should’ve narrated this with my eyes closed enough to see midnight, but, I know you can still hear me, cos you’re everywhere,I write this letter to you my father, that you may hear my pledge, the journey of finding a soulmate isn’t a walk in the park,It’s like losing a…
To All Girls Called Nah- Tasher, This is For You 🤔
I write this letter to everyone who adores the name Nah- Tasher, I don’t know where you took it from, but I know the first person to own that name was probably a descendant of the other kingdom,Or probably something close to that, why are you so ungrateful even when they call you after their…
Forget The Days I Made You Sad 😒
I know deep down your heart you feel I wronged you, maybe I never came back to say the soft words in good time,Maybe I was held up somewhere, probably between two cold surfaces, eating my thoughts, for countless months,Maybe you never forgave me that time i refused to “sit-on-board? that time when I was…
When You Get Old, My Son…
I was younger and now I’m old, just like wine i get finer with age,Life has taught me things I would never forget, some lessons are bitter to swallow others are friendly as a pillow,Listen to these words my son, the world is a very evil place to set your feet on, it’s a territory…
Family, The Sour Concoction.
I’ve heard someone say that you can only be hurt by people you love, not strangers, I can’t agree more,
So when age comes knocking, when all men in that house get married, the riddle of love and hate begins,
The firm wall between siblings starts to crack, the innocent souls turn chaotic,
This is the beginning of a new era, a generation of black people from different mothers,
Just Before You Blink For The First Time, Son…
Before you blink for the first time on this planet my son, just presume that you’re alone, humans beings are snakes, vampires, scavengers, crocodiles..,Before you step on this ground for the first time, expect nothing from anyone, you ought to choose to be a happy man,Before you crawl for the first time on earth, just…
“Poetry is the journal of the sea animal living on land, wanting to fly in the air. Poetry is a search for syllables to shoot at the barriers of the unknown and the unknowable. Poetry is a phantom script telling how rainbows are made and why they go away.” — Carl Sandburg, from The Atlantic,…
Little Strings of Poetry 