One at a time is the step of life Take a leap when you get to a pit Else, down the pit you’ll dive When you resurface your bearing is lost. Slow and steady is the race of life Never look back ‘cos it’s lost and gone When you meet...
Ogunmilade Abisinuola Jewel is a young poet in her late teens, the first child and only girl in a family of three kids. Jewel hails from Ekiti state. La Luce, as she is often called, is an extrovert, jovial and funny. She loves travelling, sketching, meeting people, reading and writing. Jewel hates...
Fast rising poet and short story writer, Covenanted Nonso is out Poet of The Week (#POTW). Nonso is the first son of his parents, who has a healthy appetite for reading and writing. The only think the ace poet in the making loves more than poetry is beans which he...
Salam Seun Olatunji is our Poet of the week (#POTW). Popularly known by his moniker Tiwistar, Seun is a Chemistry student at the prestigious Polytechnic of Ibadan. Despite his roots in the sciences, he is a staunch lover of poetry whose creativity in the writing craft has won him the...
Our Poet of The Week (#POTW) is Umoru Umoru Evidence also known as Umoru Square. Umoru Square, born in the ancient city of Benin, the cradle of black civilization, as the second of four boys, hails from Etsako west LGA of Edo state. The fresh graduate of Ambrose Alli University,...
Olanrewaju Moses Oluwatobi is in the spotlight as out Poet of The Week (#POTW). Born on the 6th of August 1997, the first male child, third out of five children, Olanrewaju hails from Abeokuta South in Ogun State, Nigeria. He studied at the Local Government School Two, Sango Ota, and Community High...
Dust kissed the sole of my feet as I trod upon the ground valiantly a herculean task was set before me I peered into my heart and courage was visible I peeked at a mirror and I saw a fidgeting image whose image was it? I battled in a bottle...
I I have seen The four walls Coated with gory hand-prints Of criminals and suspects In-scripting awkwardness Pleading for a public presentation I stared at slogans Screaming…. “we die…innocent” “i was here” “and so what” “are you the president?” “dem go fire me” “na today” “…save us” My heart tears...
All around me I see the faces that are hurting I hear the hearts splintering under the weight of your betrayal Everything once shared fast withering into nothingness Visions of a future with you teetering on the precipice of expulsion I feel the trust – once so priceless – disintegrating...
I was rebuked and ridiculed They tore my soul and body apart I could hear the wailing of my heart I was paralyzed in my seat by their comments I was dumb founded I had sinned But never would have made it without that sin I was in love with...
