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ORDINARY PEOPLE


Words I run out of to describe this, Life! we acknowledge is unpredictable Yet, we keep on anticipating what would take place next An exit we sometimes seek out of this maze Indeed the events never seem to amuse the creator Truly death is an anticlimax that bores our antics Our accomplishment this man envisage

STORY TELLERS


AUTHOR/POET: AKINYEMI SODIQ   Stories we have been telling Indeed stories we all have been told Looks like we are the story A calm state of utopia we anticipate Indeed the state is calm, full of stories of predicament The politicians polish the story they tell to the artisans In order to make them partisans

MY COUNTRY


Author/Poet: Bhayor   In my country Where the sun shone on my forefathers Hands drenched in the White’s farm Clothes soaked in the labour of my heroes Trembling at the whip and voices of their laborious masters. In my country Where the Clarion call gave us strength Faith gave us freedom Freedom brought us peace

Us, Oil & Bare skin


AUTHOR/WRITER: Xarvie Raheem   Take off your clothes slowly Let me see you in this darkness Show me your skin without any shame And enjoy how my eyes tell you I have seen a masterpiece   Let me pour oil on your contours Be patient love Oil flows in slow motion Slow down your heart

LET GO


AUTHOR/WRITER: Oju omamogho   If you let go I fear I will lose my way And get lost in my emotions   If you dont let go I know I will lose my way And fade away With your last heart beat   If you let go I know I will lose my way Searching for

ANIKE


AUTHOR/WRITER: Tajudeen Abdulhameed Olasunkanmi Meet the author here..   Ade ori mi owo Eleyin ju eg Abi wa tutu bi eji owu ro. Healing my soul with every single touch.   Roothless, she is my Cleopatra. Rise above the sun. Eleyin ju ege. Iwo ni, the chosen one.   I sleep and slumber on the curses

Rock Paper and Scissors


POET: Oju Omamogho   This love is like rock paper scissors Cause every day, I will cut through your paper walls Taking strips To form paper clips With which I will Hang your heart like a practice bag for my rock fists Still you will embrace me In your dictionary Where U and I are meant

The Broken’s Wish


AUTHOR/WRITER: Abdulhameed Olasunkanmi Tajudeen Meet the writer here..   My heart flipped when you called my names. Sometimes you are not there and I think I am insane. I crave for the touch , it feels like work. I crave for the pain , oh my, this is a shame I think I am truely insane.

A COMFORTLESS AND ARCHY WORLD


POET: OLUWOLE AYOMIDE JR (JHAYJUNIOR)   To whom life is given humanity is expected~Jhayjuniour👌 I once pictured a world where a soul is more precious than a diamond One where there is unification in diversity One where the joy of one is that of all One where the prospect of a man was uncommon peace

THE HARD TRUTH


AUTHOR/WRITER: AKOSUA LEFTY   Majority are in relationships but not in love. Majority are in relationships but not happy. Majority are in relationships but don’t know each other. Majority are in relationships but don’t know God. Majority are in relationships but don’t know why they are. Majority are in relationships but don’t know where they

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Nimota Ideraoluwa

Nimota Ideraoluwa

I am Teriba Nimota Ideraoluwa, I was born in Ogun state, into a family of eight, I'm the second child of the family and the first female child. Anike is a name my mum calls me whenever I'm sad , Anike is my Oriki (praise name). continue here...

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