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Kiss Me Through The Phone – ELISHA SEYITAN

I wonder what have become of the present day relationships We no longer wait for those carefully beautifully written letters of our loved ones They have been replaced with instant messaging Those letters reflected true emotions You do not need … Continue reading

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In Wait

You who are in the black pit drowning Letting the salty water take you and your bones under Your soul is trapped in the beyond You scream aloud, foaming your mouth You drain colorful tears and as the swirling dancing … Continue reading

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The Watchman – OGBEWE FAMOUS AMADIN

Ex Captain, Marcus Keyamo prepared a small arsenal for his mission. His Kevlar vest embraced him. Decked in all black full body armour, he was ready to melt into the night. “The night is for the watchman.” his squad leader … Continue reading

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Mother Asaya

BEFORE YOU, mother Asaya, In Khaki I stand; Before your bushy presence, A prodigal Feeding on yam and bean, Lost in your Parade Under your scorching sun I wait In my jungle boots, Soldiers for the march At commands of … Continue reading

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Late Night Conversations

It was a perfect evening for taking a stroll. The paths leading to the Reserve were a rustling carpet of golden leaves and the air hung heavy with the smell of dry bush and bonfires. Perry and I walked in … Continue reading

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Afternoon Mosquito – AKEWUSOLA HABIB

Age cannot save you Death might not pain you, Can mad claim disable So a king claim disciple, Argument on reputation Title war 365 rotation Thinking for a free Dreaming make believe, Philanthropic giant Man-made idea Biased anthony Litigate between … Continue reading

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Bonnie And Clyde

I woke up that morning feeling listless and particularly homesick. It was August and the morning had fully unfurled out of the foggy night, with the painful sun piercing through the window panes and tearing the light curtains to strike … Continue reading

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Black Love Diary Part 3

​Sometimes, the rains do not fall several months into a new year. When they finally fall, they come with little mercy. As if they’d been unjustly denied of their right to whip into mother earth, they attack with great relish; flooding homes, wiping paved streets clean, filling up river banks. Continue reading

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Black Love Diary Part 2

Whenever the clouds gather, you know the rains are about to fall. You could tell when the thunder rumbles, – low and even in the distance. You become more certain when a cold whiff wheezes past the back of your neck, and lightning finally makes its debut. Continue reading

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Black Love Diary

Time itself is also a fluid concept. Each millisecond floating  seamlessly along the sea of eternal consciousness, down into the drains of oblivion and history. God has said He is the alpha and omega; the beginning and the end. Time was only His by-product. Last year the rains were here. This year they came again;  drawn together  by the marvelous design of nature. Continue reading

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