MY COLOR, MY PRIDE by Christopher Titus
As I stand on the hilltops Gazing deep down the valleys I behold you The dwarf but bravest of all Though amidst thorns and giants Your branch produces the best...
WE PRAY FOR PEACE by Goodness Ayoola
so before we pray again for peace let us crave first for a weeding for the thistles of wars grown on the soil of our bruised innocence... for the constant...
PEN AND PAGES by Benjamin Anabaraonye
Pen and pages man's mind engages deeply in thoughts..... great words are brought. Pen and pages good writing encourages young and old,men and women for there's power in the pen....
POET OF THE WEEK: “POETRY… IF WELL HANDLED, COULD LIFT MOUNTAINS” — ERIATA ORIBHABOR
Eriata Oribhabor is a poet and frontline promoter of Naija languej. He started off writing poetry in the indigenous Nigerian Pidgin currently being standardised as Naija languej. Writing in the...
THE INSIDE by Kenneth Mamman Alli
Beauty, Beauty Beauty in the eyes Beauty in the face Beauty all around me Is it really all in the outside? No! I say Look closely and you will see...
RHYTHMIC WAVES by Jesse Asonze
Heartbeats fluctuating like tandem Pulsating in sync with attached electrocardiograms Eyelids fluttering in short bursts of reflexes All culminating in rhythm and poetry Sinners occupied by wicked acts Homosexuals impaling...
PRAY FOR ME FATHER by Ojembe Victor
Pray for me father Pray for me father, I killed IT. Killed the tiny heart dancing to life’s beats, Strangled in pain and rage. ITS tears flooding my bowel, Drowning...
MYSTERY by Morenikeji Oloye
I could have sworn that I saw a pair of eyes In the middle of the night, piercing through my louvre blades. If they were those of a monitoring demon...
FEAR by Saidu Mark Jatau
My doors, windows, flung open, greeted by obscure darkness. My mind ruminates around her presence, Because brightness took a long walk. The night is still not awaken yet, Nor am...
THE PART THAT COMES AFTER ALL PARTS by Bamas Sinach Victoria
The parts that comes after all parts Where at the bed I see your empty part Is the part that brings the crying parts When I miss the company and...