In those days when our fathers carried woods on bicycles When under the mango tress serves as relaxation centres Palm wine as red wine, cola nuts serve as chocolates Cleaning...
Words Rhymes & Rhythm (WRR) hereby calls on all Nigerian poets all over the world to enter for the May edition of the BRIGITTE POIRSON POETRY CONTEST (BPPC) SEASON II...
Our long awaited table refuses to turn, In starvation we rejoice in impoverishment we smile, smile our tinted teeth-a slogan for poverty. Hope, no longer in our anthem Children,recite dirge...
Cupid has shot its ominous arrow. Piercing my heart, now love has become my woe. I lay here day and night on this mat. Knowing its cupids fault, not my...
I Stare I stare not in mockery But in Awe of God's Multi-talented nature So diverse in power and unique The first and the greatest Artist. I stare When I...