While We Hold Hands

“Love is blind” they say
but hand in hand
we know that love is only sight
in the land of romance

Rebirth, a poem

i am fully ready to be caught in a landslide of wet wet dreams as floating memories swim past my endless glances at the horizon,

MY AFRICAN ROSE

MY AFRICAN ROSE is a poem dedicated to African women. The poem talks about the African woman as a rose, something beautiful and priceless. An African Rose could be any African woman, lady or girl.

Emmagination – Deadly Addictions
Lyrics: Deadly Addictions

Everything our eyes sees goes to our mind and you can’t delete or edit what your eyes have seen or what your eyes saw.

Her Name Lingers

Her Name Lingers

Her name lingers on parched lips
sore-soaked in a kiss
on scented sleeves
like the friction of nude bodies

Poem by Uchendu K. Njionye
Poem by Uchendu K. Njionye, Times Like This

In times like this,
I chew my broken hopes
Knowing they’d form strong hold
Against forces urging me to
Lay back and accept defeat.

P-L-A-G-I-A-R-I-S-T

There are different types of plagiarism and all are serious violations of copyright. Opia writes an acrostic about plagiarism.

The Testaments of Chest

If you’re in need of rest,
read the Testaments of Chest.

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Meditations

If you’re not a product of sex,
Then you’re a fan of hypocrisy.
As I pour libations on voluptuous mountains
I end up speaking in unknown tongues.

Plagiarists are Plagued-Wrists

If I get any plagiarist,
I will ensure that his personality stands trial
in the short term. I will ensure that his teachers doubt if he is even the one spelling his name.

CHARIOT OF MY PASSION, by Odigili Henry

Diaries and moments of you surround me
Your smile has made the sun vibrant & translucent
Your assiduous voice has made channel for waterfall
I’m joyfully insane

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For Boys Like Me (Spoken Word) by Naeto Uche Njie

“FOR BOYS LIKE ME ” is a piece detailing issues and life time struggles of the male folk. It simply says “Boys are no stones ” and “Boys should use this stereotype to live above storms.

on your arrival, all noses were perceiving you, taking a fresh breath, forgetting the odour of yester-years, thinking you were going to be good not knowing that you were like a perfume that doesn’t last long
Poems by Muhammad Auwal Ibrahim

on your arrival,
all noses were perceiving you,
taking a fresh breath,
forgetting the odour of yester-years,
thinking you were going to be good
not knowing that you were like a perfume
that doesn’t last long

Poetry || Let Me In, a Poem by Muhammed Hussaini

Poetry || Let Me In a Poem by Muhammed Hussaini I have been disowned,No more…

A Letter to my Father || a Poem by Okeke Precious Ozioma

A LETTER TO MY FATHER Hold on death let me kiss the devil’s grandson good…

A Psalm on the Street || a Poem by Okeke Precious Ozioma

A PSALM ON THE STREET  The Lord is my shepherd,Though I sleep on the street;I…

Home Became Hell || a Poem by Okeke Precious Ozioma

HOME BECAME HELL The day Emeka found me, he murdered meI saw my spirit leaving…

New Book Alert || Roses & Red Anthology

Preface: This is to every rose that have rose and fallen at the feet of…

Times Like This || a poem by Uchendu K Njionye

Times Like This || a poem by Uchendu K Njionye In nights as thiswhen soliloquy…

A Sinful Portrait || a poem by Adigun Temitope Idealism

A Sinful Portrait || a poem by Adigun Temitope Idealism a portrait held the four-corner…