At some point, we each experience silent storms. Silent storms—those personal battles and moments of inner turmoil—shape us in ways we often don’t fully understand…
Have you been in a situation where suddenly you realize that you were never what you thought you were? It could be in a romantic…
Here’s a poem in two parts, written about 2 years ago. It is funny how the so-called silhouette challenge reminded me of my then unfinished…
In the South-Western part (Yorubaland) of Nigeria, there are various types of names.According to Oyeronke Ouewunmi, customarily, Yoruba names were not gender-specific and as such,…
The beauty of nature is so real that sometimes I pinch myself to understanding it. Its effects transcend our outer world to our inner-oh! What…
In yester days, and yester weeks You never thought to agree with me Neither did I you But here comes a raging force With the…
Several years back, I was dejected and I blamed myself for being a woman. I thought life was unfair to me, but with an introspection…
I am neither better than a bird with a broken wing nor a snail with a broken shell Damaged in all angles I want to…
Gazing all around All I see is a cruel battle scene With obnoxious smell of blood,The stench grows stronger Lost souls scattered round the lieu…
Instantly, my eyes were open Of what use is it, I asked To have you muddle my mind To have you eke my rest It…
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