Sunday Akinbamido's Profile
Quest for Yarinyan
Neither too short nor too tall,
An untapped raw talents, the epitome of African beauty.
Moving round the globe in search for her.
Neither with arrogance nor fill with pride,
But enshrine in values and norms of our rich tradition,
As her dimples engulfed gloominess at a sight.
In quest for a dark-skinned Fulani Girl of an European background,
Traversing Zazzau kingdom as the pendulum swings.
Neither with artificial eye lashes nor painted brows.
But a stilettos, cat-walking to the rhythm of our African rhyme.
I won't implored you to join me in the quest,
Neither with fear nor doubtfulness.
But brandishing in God's wisdom, enlighten my steps.
Neither with a lengthy nose nor with a heifer.
As the bright day unveil a cute Fulani girl.
Milking the cow... then, adding to my selection criteria...
Neither normadic nor cow milker
But a cute dark Fulani girl of European accent.
Neither a sanguine nor a dull rotund
It's a quest for African sepia a slim moonwalker.
Neither in the restling game "Sharo" nor thin lips
For I shall not take whipping turns.
11/Nov/2011 poem from my days in Zazzau.
Mulatto's Scar
The map on his scalp marred him,
Little Dutch, little Greek.
A fake Mulatto, terror of village "Abileko",
Intruder of "Opeke's" fruit.
His eyes like an halogen bulb in extreme darkness.
A workaholic of underneath world,
And he peep from window to door
Longing for his adventure,
Ruminating inside him!
Kleptomania? No.....
It's a game of chance.
Jumped into outskirts hut,
Zealously enjoying his potential plan
As darkness submerged.
And he untied the strings of it's dies sac,
Neglecting choice in a game of chance.
But he was bolted out, with a loud bang.
Leaving an impetuous Mulatto scar.
Never' Never Land
We shall meet in never-never land,
Though we hid our feelings,
Waving our way through the lounge,
Heading towards an ever' ever goals.
We shall meet in never-never land
Where Wind never blew hot,
Where Sun never-never set,
Where Rose ever' ever blossom.
We shall meet in never-never land
Holding her soft hands,
Gambolling, like a lamb in meadow
As her sweetened voice set in an ever' ever smile.
We shall meet in never-never land,
As we cruise on, unraveling the mystery.
Reading through the huge book, that nature and her
Have written in my ever ever mind.
We shall meet in never' never land,
As she deeps my hands into the ink pot.
And inscribed her name boldly on mine mind wallpaper.
And it's merry-making in never-never land.
A Squirrel Hunter
Haphazardly moving like a horny cockerel
Our maverick energetic brother
Climbing palm trees with bare hands
Beholds an acrobatic lad
Sometimes he jumps from trees to trees.
Somersaulting, sending the ferns and fauna into ecstatic frenzy
Like a footballer who just scored a fantastic goal
The dead leaves brush up like ocean waves
Adding much swagger to his hunting game
Atimes, he captures a king squirrel in a hunting spree
No gain-saying he's a master of the game
Our brother is a fish
Swimming skills top-notch
The best among his peers
He won our heart,
With a thousand pounds of acrobatic display.
The squirrel married the Okra soup
The aroma drew some waters outta our buccal cavities
Pounded yam in a solemn prayer
Inside the hunched calabash.
Pounded yam: the king of food
Amala is a potent medicine
White Pap comes to succour with akara
In the absence of the King of food
Mould in the shape of Idanre hills
We eat, till our bellies protrude
This would sustain us till moonlight comes
As we sing to the moon and stars
Post mortem for the squirrel's bones on the slabs of various plates
Till we yawn and rest on the arms of the coming night
And he takes us in as we fall asleep
laying us on the fidgety-bed cushioned with old rags.
Awaiting the next day's adventures in a dreamland
This is the untold story of an unsung hero
Our brother, a squirrel hunter.
Farewell in Harmattan
Amidst the palm trees, a farewell in Harmattan.
As life continues, although friend ditched me,
At a critical point close to vulnerability,
Crying will not stop it, thinking will not stop it.
Ho! How could parting be miserable like this?
Atmosphere was tensed, as I gasped for fresh air
To wipe away boredom, boredom loud and clear
Tho' no boredom amidst palm trees.
They plume together, bud together and fashioned together.
Exhibiting their fruitfulness.
As wind blow them together, remain in sunshine together.
Rain fall on them together,
Shooting and spreading fronds together.
Bond together till last hour comes.
How joyful would it be?
If men were stationed like palm trees,
Rejoicing forever, parting no more.
Written By Akinbamido Yemi
Which Way?
Thousands of Nightingales,
Weighted with labyrinth of thoughts,
Melancholy unleashed,
Juxtapose knot of grasses.
Thousands of Nightingales,
Singing the songs,
Which way to go.
What a jumble tone?
Who ken the map of future!
Entangled in cobweb path,
Thousands of years in desert,
Singing which way to go.
On a flight to the mountain,
Seeking which way to go.
Thousands of Nightingales,
Lost their wing in a gale.
All prayed hard to ken,
Only God knows the way.
A Bicycle Learner
Is like a bicycle learner.
Agitating to maintain equilibrium,
Without enough strength and buoyancy,
Playing around barely,
Without a pair of sandals to his dusty foot,
Without a vest covering is masculine chest,
Without wrinkles of groaning in his face.
As he zealously stick to his bicycle.
Though, it's tyre wore a poverty-look,
And a sharpen iron as pedal.
With his eagerness to ride on,
A geyser of enjoyment spring out.
Deep in his face written satisfaction,
Though, the saddle is a punching machine,
Created holes in his pants.
Sure he would press on to his destination,
As these mushroom and sprout up,
Prospects of African child.
Copyright (C) 2004. Akinbamido Yemi Sunday
Across The Niger
That failed to send my thoughts, across the Niger.
As it displayed a message,
That weary my mind "User Busy!"
I peeped out, in mid-night
If I can get a Dove,
To convey my message across the Niger.
For several hours I waited. Where is Dove?
In a strange land, "User is Busy!"
I was impregnated with thoughts,
That momentarily pressed my mind.
My eyes were red, As I began to labour
Like a woman in travail.
And it beep twice the user is busy.
Setting it on to dialed for ever,
As I watched the light going-off,
And the thoughts in me dozing-off,
Then, I married my bed. "User is busy".
The Cathedral bell calling for the morning mass.
Tinkling, teared my heart out.
I profusely weird my words,
Waiting to see if "User is Busy".
I pondered angrily that I would smashed it.
But to no avail the baby was born,
And the poor little one cried.
User busy, User busy, "Message Sent!"
Across the Niger to the one you love.
Copyright (C) 2004. Akinbamido Yemi Sunday
Distress
Why are we suffering?
A spring of waterland,
With it's inhabitant thirsty.
Faces of sorrow, grief and fear,
Where there is pool of joy.
When is it going to end?
Why are we suffering?
A stepping-stone to thrive,
At the verge of ruin.
Our warrior's nerves paralyzed,
In the battle field.
When is it going to end?
Why are we suffering?
Living in a treasury cave without a penny.
Our harvest time,
Unlimited days of lamentation.
A reward of sin or wrath of God!
When is it going to end?
Why are we suffering?
Finding way to triumph,
Thousands regenerating.
In pain we eat, in pain we dance.
Only God knows why we suffered.
Inept we are in the spirit of sorrow,
Waiting for death,
To strike our eyes,
For tears of joy.
A Funny Girl
And cool like a Lilly at the river source
The humility in her smile makes me
To remember and feel the coolness, wonderful scenery
Under the Bamboo tree, there when we've been baked
By the shinning sun on our way back to the Village.
Everything you do,
The way you walk,
The way you respond whenever I speak,
The way you sing when you are elated.
Or at times when you feel like drumming,
All seems poetic.
I have a deep thought,
And it prompt some questions.
Why is thought about you invade my memory?
And why is it difficult to forget you?
Your voice, when you speak thrill me.
You trigger me and place me,
On top of a Platform.
And every step I take,
Every word I say,
Every thought in me,
Is what you've turned to dramatic suspense.
Ho! Funny girl could you let me know
What is in your mind?
Ho! Funny girl could this be
A connection string?
Ho! Funny girl will you play with me
When I also feel like playing?
All what I think, all what I picture,
Is all about you Funny Girl!
Pleasant Sight
While gazed at the memorial statue,
Near the narrow road in south-east London.
It cracked my ribs and brought memory of "the forest of a thousand demons".
His short gun, a replica of the one described in the novel.
I often connected to the childhood days while I passed-by
As it took me out of my immediate environs.
To one of the storyline,
A pointer to where I stopped the last time.
A flashback of those days when my Mum read Koku Baboni
As I patiently listened and waited for how it will end.
These went on for a while, recycling the old storylines.
Till I stopped, right there at Trafalgar Square.
Ho, the beautiful Trafalgar Square,
Brought the memory of the lonely Londoner.
And I remebered, I've impressed it in my mind that
I can never spend my days in greater London
Like the lonely Londoner.
Never Far Away!
Awakening by the same timezone, cook-a-doodle-doo.
Now that we sings and dance,
To the tune of the chirping cricket at sunset,
Before the moonlight tales.
Before you drench your blouse with tears.
Before you become the talk of the town.
Before they push you away to the solitary room.
Before your beauty gloom and your radiant sun set.
It's better you jump, if you can't fly.
It's better you crawl, if you can't walk.
It's the set time, to ride on the shoulder of the whirlwind;
And look for the love of your life.
Before your love leave the shore of Africa,
To sojourn in far away cities.
Then, it will be too late.
Meditate and think on what to do, to bridge the gap.
Before the cockcrow, after the dew drops.
Before it's too late to connect and heal a broken heart.
For the love ones never far away, no matter the distance.
We've been waiting
We've been waiting for you to come home.
Come home and gladden our hearts.
We've made your royal bed and laid it with golden duvet.
The curtains, blinds was made of rosy flowers.
We've paved the walk-way and tiled the floors with diamond slates.
Near the fountain, is blooming lawn,
Fascinating scenery, arousing a welcoming scent.
We've bought your lovely acustic guitar.
As we've been waiting for you to sing.
We've been waiting to hear your angelic voice.
We've been waiting to dance with you.
We would love you to come by the evening flight.
So you can behold the beaming bright and beautiful chandeliers.
Beautifying the gateway.
Our heart cries out, longing for your coming
Every seconds, come home our dearest princess.
Independent
Right there in DELPHI with my JAVA teacup.
I stylishly ignited my Tobbaco pipe made from PEARL station,
Like a CODEIGNITER champion.
Observed the surf spots and gallantly surfed the seashores.
Overridden all odds, just becuase I'm independent.
I scrolled over and over again,
Through the city of ADA,
And I bathed with SOAP, RESTful of COOKIES and GIF
Just because I'm independent.
As I was catching fun,
At the Lakeside Beach.
All ladies envied me, just because I'm with OOPS!
Makanre!
Zooming in the morning mist,
There in the valley beside the mountains.
Cruising the lorry through the narrow route,
Awakening the wonders.
Makanre! Wow Makanre!
Let's talk about the forest that fly-by.
Sing the songs of the hills and horizion.
Makanre! Ho Makanre!
The sweet aroma of the jungle.
Sing of the magical footprints,
And of the engraved ancestor's autograph.
Sing of the sepulcher of ancient wonders,
And of Noah's Ark.
Odua's crown that bring peace.
Makanre! Magical land of awesome people,
Utter your magical words.
Copyright (C) 2004. Akinbamido Yemi Sunday
Ode To Fledging Stars
In starry night.
Hello! who throw this charming party?
It's gonna groovy tonight,
It's gonna be till dawn,
Till when the sun befriend us.
Yeah! It's heavenly bodies party.
Jupiter with various juices.
Champagne gushing out from earth crust,
And the milky-way indeed full of milk.
It's gonna groovy tonight,
It's gonna be till dawn,
Till when our bellies protrude.
Gracious Words
At the peak for a fight, a seasoned gracious words;
Calmly cool the tense warmongers
Sweet to the soul; healing to the bone marrow.
A honeycomb, seasoned with flavour,
Is the conversation of the peacemakers.
That turned the hardened hearts,
And beat their swords into plowshares,
Spears into pruning hooks,
And ballistic missile into a tourist rocket.
Ho! Gracious words.
Turning the Earth, into a fun-filled Disney world.
Of more happiness, harmony and less conflicts.
Sweet to the souls, healing to the bones
And our world will merry again and again,
If we dare speak, gracious words.
For life and death are in the power of tongue.
Hence, speak now gracious words.
Caribbean Mind
Photographs of antiquities,
Hanging over the street wall,
Untraceable fossil of slaves orgin.
Given James and Smith,
Buried the history of African-American.
Cuban astrologers, Dominican genealogist
And Haiti historian gathered.
Linking the present with past,
And with one thought.....
Africa for Africans.
Copyright (C) 2004. Akinbamido Yemi Sunday
Struck Dumb
Struck dumb half-way to the end of the lecture
As my students became a voice specialist
prescribed all sort of drugs ...
I kept struggling to utter some words
Struck dumb I was.
Jokingly they wanted to clear whatever block my vocal tract
With their broken JavaScript code..
Their suggestion was a therapy that put
A smile and dimples in my cheek.
And I windup the lecture with a class work...
less talk, more coding..
hmnn, hmmn, hmmn, and it ends.
Struck dumb at the park, signaled to the tricycle
And he moved back a little,
Rant, I couldn't as I drove out calmly.
Muted I was for 2 days,
A call from my sister and mum
and the answer was...
hmnn, hmmn, hmmn, I couldn't talk.
As I pondered within me..
How would I teach when I couldn't speak,
How would I evangelize when I couldn't talk,
hmmn, hmmn, hmmn, I prayed silently.
Though, I've visited clinic.
Headache has gone, body temperature normal.
but its still, hmmn, hmmn,
till I used my Mum algorithm.
And there I was, testing, testing
for the first time in 2 days I could hear myself speaking.
As I began to echo "Thank you Lord!", "Thank you Lord!"
As the testing parameter to my vocal tract function.
Who Is Who Africa?
The Mandiba of South,
A golden fish in a blue sea,
Ceased racisct submarine.
And Kwame of West,
The last breath in a vacuum,
Removed veil of slavery.
Who is who Africa?
Stared vacantly from deep,
The Kenyata of East,
A custom of peace in a sphere,
Traversed liberty.
And Garvey of Caribbean,
Sail the ship amidst Ocean,
To promise land.
Who is who Africa!
Copyright (C) 2004. Akinbamido Yemi Sunday
Bring Back Our Girls
The mothers of unborn generation.
The future leaders of our dear country.
The great Chibok girls.
Sing the songs all over the globe,
From Tokyo to sydney down to Kular Lumpur.
Hang the placard , show it in billboard.
Share the Agony, fear, miserable life
of the missing girls.
From New York City to Edingbrugh.
Shout out loud and let it reverbrate,
Till our voice is heard all over the nations.
Till our tears flow and gush out like Niagara falls,
Flushing terrorism right from sambisa forest
to a far away planet.
Will you bring back our girls now?
Our beautiful daughters that gladden our impoverished hearts,
When they play and dance antilogwu.
Though, their legs might have been very thin now.
Bring back our girls.
The future wives to our noble men.
Let the freedom begin now, wiping away neo colonialism.
Stand up to fight terrorism.
Till the earth weep no more.
Could you please bring back our girls?
Copyright Akinbamido Yemi
14/May/2014
A sick Egret
as it rest it's flying wings.
A sick Egret,
standing aloof at the tip
of dead bamboo tree
And it stretches it neck a while
searching for a grashoppers.
Ho, it's a cool day in Lagos,
i think of the sick mobile policemen,
That hijacked all the buses at the park,
began the unusual thing this morning.
Will you take Panadol sick Egret?
or Earthworm that will make you warm?
Awaiting for the rising sun,
That will raise a dying Egret.
Hope today will be full of Misery.
Copyright (C) 2009. Akinbamido Yemi.
I'm All Yours
The reigning queen of my heart.
You came into my life,
Like sunshine that engulfed the darkest hours.
You speak gently to the source of my inspiration,
To bring out ingenuity in me.
Coming together as one,
A step to greatness, empowerment for enlargement.
From coast to coast, I will sing of you.
You are Blessed Blessing,
Though there are things we share in common!
Is it the way you talk or the way you laugh?
Amazing, Quite Amazing.
What a wonderful Damsel of a noble birth.
The epitome of beauty character wise.
You'll be in my heart,
From this day on , now and forever.
Copyright (c) 2009 Akinbamido Yemi.
I remember
The music, the drum, the tambourine and the songs flows through her.
A whistle blower, the epicenter of rhythm, an epitome of beauty.
I remember I’m seen her for the first time and the last.
I remember it was her sent forth day, after a diploma course.
I remember she was highly praise by the vicar of her great work.
I remember how sad I was when I know she is leaving the city.
I remember when the vicar called all mother to pray for her
I remember they wish her long life, good husband and good job
I remember they wish her safe journey.
I remember I couldn’t believe she was no more after 2 days
I remember her life was like a mirage
I couldn’t have a chance to say a word to her.
I remember we are dust going back to dust.
I remember the whistle blower.
In Memory of Mrs A. O. Oloniyo
Mum, I couldn't easily fathom that you would be going too soon;
And that was the reason you showed up in my dream a fortnight before your demise.
The memory of my childhood flashed as I heard of your demise…
Was it of your efforts in teaching me how to read Yoruba Bible?
I still remember vividly, when I was assigned to read the last verse of the morning devotion Bible passage...
And gradually I could read a full passage...
I could remember when I took the first position in Primary 3...
What you gave me was a special dish… Smile!
I could remember the smack when I picked up a bad habit.
All these paid off and whenever I reminiscence
I always put my best in whatever I do...
My life would never have been complete if not that I passed through the tutelage of your motherly nurture from infant to childhood...
It was divinely orchestrated and I wonder what I would have become without those norms and values you inculcated in me.
I feel unfulfilled for not seeing you before you left as I planned to...
But you left me with a good memory of my childhood,
All the lessons learnt and good teachings by you… are the memory I will live with all my life.
Rest In Peace, Mum.
Bird in Bush
The feelings I could not share while passing-by.
Not like the thoughts I have on HA, HA road en route Eltham.
Bird in bush, and my heart leap
As the gentle voice impress, a few seconds
To a special place in the heart of London
Neither like the leap on Holloway road nor like the leap at Liverpool street.
Hey! Not like those that increase my heart beat. Not at all.
It's a bird in bush, a leap of joy.
In a subway en route Bluewater, we could not find a better one
But lost amidst varying options at Oxford street
Then, we sing lullaby through the nights
As we scroll through the city of Peckham
Glued like a Siamese twins.
Ho, It's bird in bush again, passing-by.
Mother Teresa's Anyway Poem
People are often unreasonable, illogical and self centered;
Forgive them anyway.
If you are kind, people may accuse you of selfish, ulterior motives;
Be kind anyway.
If you are successful, you will win some false friends and some true enemies;
Succeed anyway.
If you are honest and frank, people may cheat you;
Be honest and frank anyway.
What you spend years building, someone could destroy overnight;
Build anyway.
If you find serenity and happiness, they may be jealous;
Be happy anyway.
The good you do today, people will often forget tomorrow;
Do good anyway.
Give the world the best you have, and it may never be enough;
Give the world the best you've got anyway.
You see, in the final analysis, it is between you and your God;
It was never between you and them anyway.
Excerpt from [Internet]
The Valley of Vision
Lord, high and holy, meek and lowly,
Thou hast brought me to the valley of vision,
where I live in the depths but see thee in the heights;
hemmed in by mountains of sin I behold thy glory.
Let me learn by paradox
that the way down is the way up,
that to be low is to be high,
that the broken heart is the healed heart,
that the contrite spirit is the rejoicing spirit,
that the repenting soul is the victorious soul,
that to have nothing is to possess all,
that to bear the cross is to wear the crown,
that to give is to receive,
that the valley is the place of vision.
Lord, in the daytime stars can be seen from deepest wells,
and the deeper the wells the brighter thy stars shine;
Let me find thy light in my darkness,
thy life in my death,
thy joy in my sorrow,
thy grace in my sin,
thy riches in my poverty
thy glory in my valley
Excerpt: from Our Daily Bread [odb.org]
I Love My Mama
I love my Mama I can’t deny.
She raised me up from infant bed.
I stayed in her belly for good nine months.
When I came to this world of war and crime
What she gave me first is a kiss of life.
I love my Mama, Mother Africa.
I recall childhood
When she played with me
She threw me up in atmosphere
To see beyond the sky, overcame nightmare.
I love my Mama, Mother Africa.
She offered her best for me to grow.
I love my Mama I can’t deny.
Agidigbo
Hectic traffic, Police patrolled, threat level raised
Fear of unknown looming as time fly-by, In Zazzau.
It tensed up, cloudy.
A fanfare to be, poisoned Atmosphere on Inauguration eve.
What a hard knock at my door, Monster!
Nope. A pretty Lady, Northerner.
A frown-smile befriend my bravery,
And I asked. Are you scared?
Yeah! I’m running away.
I felt grief is a luxury.
Some days ago, Agidigbo dance,
Scapegoat songs,
Emanating from my neighbour overwhelmed the Environs.
Now she ran away!
….Sound of Agidigbo,
….Scapegoat songs,
….And the Atilogwu dancers, all ran away.
Now more and more people followed her
…As any sound of Agidigbo
…Plus Scapegoat songs
Is like a warring songs coupled with explosives
As the whole city turning to a cemetery
Nobody wants to be a Scapegoat
For it take a clever mind to dance Agidigbo.
Virus of the Mind
Malcom X on his floating Bed,
Daydreaming, blogging series of Events.
Past, Present and yet to be.
Bridging the Gap, damming the River.
Galloping through the mountains,
Like a young Reindeer.
In his mind, re-eventing the past.
Speaking to the beautiful Air Hostess,
He never approached.
Coffee, Tea or Juice?
None! It's you I want.
A Cup of Water? No.
Malcom X on his floating Bed,
Out of turbulence, to Obudu Ranch.
Landing on Olumo rock.
Strolling, Cruising through Egbaland,
From Lafenwa to Sapon, down to Kuto
And Igbehin, his Childhood days.
Malcom X on his floating Bed,
Now at the City Gate, National Stadium.
Dribbling like a Soccer Star.
Malcom X on his floating Bed,
A month of Insomina, land him in Hospital.
As Doctor diagnose
Typhoid, Malaria parasite, Blood pressure 190 over 40
Yes. Take Lexoten 1 at Night for 4 days ....
No! It's Virus of the Mind.
Malcom X on his floating Bed,
Looping through, Nurses, Patients and Doctors
As He fainted, like a falling Mahogany.
Malcom X on his floating Bed,
Norton, Avas, Kaspersky? None!
All I want is Prototype IJK ..... XYZ.
VACATION
From Piccadilly to Trafalgar square
Wishing to worship at Westminster Abbey
May be the heaven shall bestow favor
To behold and shake the Queen
Ho! London, Paris and Washington
It’s a thriller vacation
As I held my Camcorder popping out of the white Limousine
Capturing the intriguing, scintillating and the wonders
See Paris and die,
Long live the Queen,
God bless America.
At the Eiffel Tower, the prominent symbol
Having a bird’s eye view of the city of Paris and beyond
Ho! Heaven is real. The illumination at night
Enhanced the excitement connecting me to Paradise.
See Paris and die,
Long live the Queen,
God bless America.
Cruising the magical route 66, the mother road startling
Natural wonders, cities, historic landmarks and entertainment venues
In the borough of Queens lies the magnificent J-F Kennedy Airport
Connecting to Heathrow.
See Paris and die,
Long live the Queen,
God bless America.
It echoes and fades out, turbulence, turbulence.
Loud and clear I heard it once, fasten your seat belt.
Emergency, the chanting of the Almajiris
With the humming noise of my neighborhoods Generators
Beclouded the turbulence as I woke up in Zazzau land.
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- CROSS
- DREAMY
- The I am That Is Not I am
- STREET!
- ONE DAY
- VERTIGO
- MOONCHILD
- ADAM IN EVE(The Requiem)
- ADAM IN EVE(The Requiem)
- ADAM IN EVE(The Musical)
- MORNING BIRD
- DIVERGENCE
- PSP
- HIDE AND SKIN
- THE KING’S WAGER
- EVENING DIRGE
- AT HOME WITH NATIVES
- ASOKORO THIS NIGHT
- POUNDO
- WALLS
- DEATHROPHONE
- DARKNESS
- CONQUEST
- Rejection
- I AM BLACK
- Where is our limit?
- The tears of a woman
- MONDAY TAHNAN
- MY RELIGION
- If and only if
- Distant love
- PAIN
- ONE NIGERIA,MY COUNTRY
- A COUNTRY CALL NIGERIA
- OH PRAY FOR US!
- The Great Depression
- Awesome Core 🏔️
- I see you 👀 | I C U |Intensive Care Unit
- Dancing With The Dancing Dance
- The Anointed Parrot
- The Anointed Parrot
- MAN
- Who I Love
- GREED and FALL
- Fatal Seduction
- They tell us 'Don't, They don't tell us "Why"
- Decisions
- Moon light
- SHE SERVED ME A BREAKFAST
- 💘||••My Mom••||💘
- Title: Love's Embrace
- Title:- FREEDOM
- Nothing is little 💫
- My Pen Crime
- My Opinion about the World I live in.
- Heart Cry ?? ??
- A new beginning
- Deep Reminisce
- Purest of heart 🤱 ♥ | Worth 30 million Euros 💶
- CROWN
- If Being An African Worth It
- Balance is the key ♎⚖️ 🗝️
- Time of life 🌪️
- I watched
- Save yourself 🌬️
- Fastest & Strongest 🐥🍼
- THE MAGNIFICENT CONQUEST
- SonRise 🌞
- Eternal Connections: Love's Enduring Glow
- Endless Affection: Souls United in Love
- Familial Bond: Unbreakable Threads of Love
- Sustaining Progress: Love's Guiding Light
- NURTURING LOVE THROUGH LIFE'S CHALLENGES
- LUCIFER'S FALL by Richie Kharis
- Growing Consciousness 🥀
- Forward is Forward 🐞
- Lust Sheep 🐑 | Lordship | How to find ur way back
- The Comfort Zone
- Push Through the Pain 😭
- Infinite Heart Song
- Eternal Embrace 🕯️
- Whispers of Yesterday
- Chronicles of Eternity ✴️
- AFTER THE SHOOTINGS
- Guard Against The Man
- A Young Poet by de bar
- Sadness
- WE MOVE
- UKRAINE AGAIN! 🙏
- FAIRY ROMANCE by Richie Kharis
- Harmony
- and so what!
- Lucifer
- Monday by de bar
- Running to meet Jesus (My Lover)
- Nightmare
- AESTHETIC OF NEW YEAR
- MY LIFE
- THE WAY I EMBARKED ON
- Heart Message
- Agony
- Schmooze Lifecycle
- Schmooze Lifecycle
- You Broke my Heart
- The Prey
- Lonely
- The Hypocrisy of Life and Death
- Nigeria's Flawed 2023 Polls
- JOHNNY WHITE by Richie Kharis
- THE REALITY OF SURVIVAL by Richie Kharis
- The First Kiss by de bar
- The Ant
- My Little Seed
- God, my Father
- MY UTMOST DESIRE
- The Pains of War
- Time Sojourner
- INVICTUS.
- OPEN LETTER
- JOY
- Veronica
- To Kill a Roach
- Whispers of the Wind
- Not Alive but not Dead
- Wall Paper
- Stillbirth
- Ẹẹ́rìndílógún: An ode to the 16th President of the Federal Republic of Nigeria
- Suffering and Smiling
- Lost Rhythms
- Celestial Symphony
- Eledumare, the Great Creator
- Broken
- Motherhood
- STRING BY STRING
- Walking through chaos
- Holding Unto Your Dreams
- Limerick
- Listen to the Quiteness
- Man And His Dream
- HOMEless
- Scars
- WHERE'S YOUR ORIGIN
- O DEAR LONELY PARK
- Nothing is Free
- STEP BY STEP
- Running to meet my Lover
- My Determination
- My Hero
- The Celebrated Murderer
- The Flames of War
- You are not me, I am not you
- HEY YOU!
- The Lands Of The Niger
- Meticulous Mind
- Meticulous Mind
- ALMOST HOMELESS
- Flaw
- War
- The Horse behind
- The Spec in the Eyes of those who see
- Funky Junk
- Nah Single I single
- MY BELOVED COUNTRY
- MY BELOVED COUNTRY
- THE WORLD WE LIVE IN
- Every Shade Of Blue
- The Texture Of Wood.
- Writers
- Beyond Eyes
- Lone
- Poetry
- Who is wrong?
- Backhand, Sixth Sense and This Dilemma
- When Will Morning Come?
- Reflection
- Ode to a Step Son
- Fear
- The fake smile
- CHESS ♟️
- TEMPTATION
- If I disappeared, would anyone care?
- Nigeria
- Death......oh death!
- ELECTION DAY
- In Justice
- Goodbye
- Magún (Thunderbolt)
- Welcome to Nigeria
- Jogodo
- A sight of scenic beauty
- A Black Sailor's Song
- What love can do
- Life : My journey
- The Preacher
- NEMBE
- Before the Reaper Come
- A Depressed soul
- Election Resolution
- UNDER THE COVER OF DARKNESS
- Naira Redesigned, Chaos to Nigerians
- LIFE EXPERIENCES
- DIRTY PEACOCK
- ASHES
- Sexual immorality
- BROKEN
- Consciousness
- New Day
- Money
- The Blank Book
- Bold step
- Let go
- Sonnet
- My never falling love!!
- Reflection
- My life is in the pen
- A love for all time
- You are the one!!
- Oh samira
- My country!!
- OT Guy
- Envy vs Jealousy
- Tell Yourself the Truth
- Take your lamp O' mother
- Ajókê
- Neither me nor you
- My Journey::;::::::Ara'a tun ra ri
- Every-where soundEvery-where
- No woman no cry!!
- My prayer
- Why do the bells of Christmas ring?
- Iféøluwa
- Share it
- My mother
- I did not die again
- I have tried my best
- Traditional love!!!
- Mr Jack
- Tears
- Dream to lagos
- Happy birthday
- TURUGUREM
- For Mount Osin
- Our Duty Not A Game
- Ode to Life and Love on the Highlands of Ekiti
- We are praying
- Truely I tell you this!!
- Happy birthday
- I met a new friend
- My lady
- A place A land
- Take me to where poet are!!
- Lie's
- Night
- Blind girl!!
- Walk to limelight!!
- Àbíku Omó
- Past!!
- I will dance with you
- Give thanks
- Why are you sad!!
- Treasure!!
- I love you so much!!
- I love you
- Nature
- He go soon see shege
- will you ever know me
- sad!!
- THEPEN OF A POET
- Death
- Back on my feet
- Chicken
- Buried alive
- Samantha
- Am a hustler
- If I could chose to come again
- Tell me if it was a crime
- Zaynab
- Pain
- Who will hold me tight
- Mother word's
- Traveler
- Day Dream
- Rich Dad
- My true love
- Letter to FIFA
- who or what should we love must
- Take your lamb O" mother
- My brother to war
- AWELEWA!
- Tomorrow is her birthday
- Am from here!
- Why did you choose me!!
- She is not my wife
- If I have a wings
- T challa is gone
- I shall tell you about ghetto
- She is my sister's
- Have seen Angel work on earth
- MY Greatest Regret in Life
- Letter to US Dollar
- Blessed
- We
- MAKER
- TOUGH TIME
- I Am Done
- An Orphan With Parents!!!
- Legendary Legends by debar
- Let Me Feel Among by de bar
- Love Only Can Heal Love by de bar
- Mr Royalty by de bar
- Pretence by de bar
- Reputation by de bar
- Talents by de bar
- That Country by debar
- That Emotional Eye by de bar
- The Shy Type by de bar
- The Struggles are being Neglected by de bar
- The unusual that has gradually become usual by de bar
- Them by de bar
- Tears Amidst Cheers
- The Author's Pen
- OWO MASSACRE
- Jungle justice
- Unrighteous Saints
- Jailer
- To Every True Nigerian
- Waiting on Love - Aduke
- The Freedom Gate
- My Conversation With A Famous Poet
- My First Drink
- THE GURU
- My Mother
- I DID IT MY WAY
- My Child
- My Lost Rib
- LAMARIN
- A Ride For My Dead
- We Are Born Free
- YOU SHALL SOON LEAVE US BUBU
- THE NIGHT SUN
- Drums and Crowd
- I don't think too much about love
- OLOKUN
- MY FRIENDS ON THE OTHER SIDE
- The Fulanis At Kubwa Train Station
- Letter To A Young Man
- Goddess Of Beauty
- My Faith Never Dye
- October one
- The life...the best.
- Backward Never I Dream
- THE GREATEST FATHER EVER by Richie Kharis
- Row row your boat
- My Cat Couldn't Catch a Rat
- GOLGOTHA
- An ode to death
- TOWN CRIER
- LOVE UNRETARDING
- In The Dark World
- ONCE A LOVER, NOW A DEVIL by Richie Kharis
- Quest for Yarinyan
- THE STORY BEHIND DIFFERENT RACES by Richie Kharis
- Edge of My Existence
- TEN LINES OF WITTINESS
- THE LONELY CROWD
- Damned Generation
- Love Making
- Women
- Romance
- A Greater Nigeria
- The Inquisitor
- What's Life?
- The Lane
- MY COUNTRY
- My Perfect Me Each Day
- Even When Greys Fall
- A She I Know
- WHY DO I FEEL THIS WAY?
- Emergence
- AKUKO GAGARA
- COMING HOME
- Shining Stars
- TRAPPED
- PAINFUL SMILES
- Pains are Beautiful!
- NIGERIA WILL RISE AGAIN
- OJÚLÓPÉSÍ
- WHEN THE SHADOWS STARE
- FRUITS IN THE VOID
- MOTH
- MIRROR (A CONVERSATION BETWEEN ADEDOYIN AND OMOLARA
- THOUGHT PROCESS
- MAYBE I’M IMAGINING THINGS
- UNTITLED
- CREATURE
- 7:30 AM
- STAINED
- CONFLICTED SOUL
- September 9th
- MOTIVE
- BLAME
- PEBBLE
- BLAME
- BURNING
- SILENCE
- DEATH LURKS
- Umasonim ~ Followed by Goodness.
- The Extraordinary of the ordinary
- THERE WAS A COUNTRY
- CHANCE
- The Nigerian Politician
- Do Not Stand By My Grave And Weep...To Làbàkè
- Give us this day our daily garri
- Political Promises(Believe)
- Differences
- The Lion Heart.
- The history of us
- Dying will to wield a change
- THE WISDOM YOU NEED
- Kpangeyi
- My Love
- MASSACRE INSIDE THE SANCTUARY
- NURSE
- Battle with impurity
- Waist Bead Lover
- Stranger-democracy
- A LOT IN MY TIME
- LET US SAVE NIGERIA
- MY GRAND FATHER
- IMAGINE THAT
- THE SONG OF LONELINESS
- THE NIGHT RAIN
- WHEN TWO WORLDS COLLIDE
- YOUR HUSBANDS
- THE NIGHT RAIN
- THE FUTURE UNKNOWN
- OUR KING'S DAUGHTER
- WHEN YOU SEE OLUCHI
- COULD YOU BELIEVE?
- IT IS TIME
- BOREDOM
- THE TALE OF YARI AND THE SPIRITS (I)
- MURDER IN THE CATHEDRAL (To Owo victims)
- OUR WORLD, OUR PAIN, OUR REMEDY
- Your vote counts
- FUNNY THING ABOUT LIFE
- The trials of jethro
- TOMORROW CAN ONLY WISH US WELL
- GOOD THINGS TAKE TIME
- Opportunity
- I wish
- MY JOURNEY AS A CHILD
- Wole Soyinka
- My society
- Silence Becomes Violence
- THE CORE OF CORRUPTION _ Richie Kharis
- A Letter to my crush
- Leah Sharibu the unsung heroine
- Akunna the Osu goddess
- The Cry of a wounded Nigerian
- Weep not Nigeria
- Nigeria the sleeping giant
- Nigeria My Motherland
- Nigeria
- A GOOD LEADER
- CONSCIENCE_Richie Kharis
- THE PAST
- Làbáké
- It's over mate
- Friends
- UNTITLED.
- THE ART OF LIFE
- My Roof, My Rules
- Mirror mirror [lll]
- Mirror mirror [ll]
- WARS OF TOMORROW
- MIRROR MIRROR
- Education
- The Girl I Called My Boo
- Ephobia
- Prisoner of Depression.
- The pain of the world
- Broken reality
- Silence
- If silence could speak
- Silence
- Sunset at predawn
- Marriage drama and its many genres - a duet
- Fpg contest
- One Loop
- Agape Love
- LIKE PETROL, UNLIKE PETROL
- Our old men
- Lullaby to Princess
- Collaborate to Succeed
- Electioneering
- I can't
- BOY SCOUTS
- Sweet Repose II
- Sweet Repose I
- The State of A nation.
- EFFORTS ON REELS
- GIORGIO BABONI
- I Am The Victim Of Myself
- Sabeta
- MY MOTHER THE IYELOGBE OF EDO
- .
- Olaiva
- Sometime in April (My Fallen Heroes)
- Lamps of Education
- Upward Bound
- 100 percent about me
- Memories of Mama
- A Prayer
- My Valentine's Anthem
- Love Me when you can...
- Nigerian Politician
- Satan's Chronicle
- All I Have Left
- Barrenness to Adoration
- Sinful Imagination II
- LONG RIVER
- My Story of Southern Kaduna
- My Story of Northern Nigeria
- Afterlife in Anguished
- Marital Gift Snatched
- My Love Story
- Sacrilege
- Sinful Imagination
- MONEY
- The Fall of Man
- THE CLARION CALL I OBEY
- We are Journalists
- Not For You
- Deserted
- My Endocardium
- Deaths Harrasing Thoughts
- The idiosyncratic
- What If?
- I Am A Poet
- A crying child
- Anxious Outcast
- Kiss me goodnight
- To The Woman I Fell In Love With
- A Wish
- Fatherhood
- HARMATTAN
- Nothing last forever
- M.O.A.T - MY OGA AT THE TOP
- EVEN IN FREEDOM
- ON THE BANKS
- GOLDEN RUBBISH
- Black Girl
- OUR BROTHER HAS GONE MAD AGAIN (To those enduring the madness in town)
- My Country
- The lazy bird
- Where I want to live
- Silence
- I'm scared of you
- GRACE
- *****
- Thoughts of you
- World of words
- Another bed of lies
- Hidden Things
- THE YOUNG BOY @61
- A Regretful Mistake
- We Are The Snails
- NATION BUILDING
- ,
- STAKE
- Cam...
- I choose You
- I Hate To Tell You
- LETTER TO MY SPOUSE
- DREAMS
- BUT YOU SAID, YOU LOVE ME
- Where does True happiness lie?
- IN OUR LITTLE SMALL VILLAGE
- The hidden force
- It is called acting
- How to love a feminist
- Die empty
- Unconforming
- Imagine
- EL ELYON(THE UNFATHOMABLE MYSTERY)
- Tell Us
- Those
- Gradually
- Làbáké
- A WOMAN
- BIRD'S EYE VIEW
- NIGERIANS OF MY TIME
- Thanksgiving
- Paradox of existence
- CHASING THE WIND
- Life Tracks
- Mulatto's Scar
- Never' Never Land
- Longings
- HUMANS
- THE KISS OF THE DEVIL
- Rainy thoughts.
- Dear Mama
- FAREWELL MESSAGE OF JULY
- AN ENEMY WITHIN
- COLD HANDS
- Afresh
- Twist
- Trust
- My Black Skin
- BREVITY OF LIFE
- A Nation in doldrums.
- Limit Line
- NO PLACE LIKE HOME
- LiNES WRITTEN DURING MY JOURNEY HOMEWARD.
- THE JOURNEY
- THAT THING
- Disorder
- Dear Music
- NO GOING BACK
- With Me
- Uncharted
- Pass me not
- *Why God Chose Me?*
- *Meant to Be*
- *WHO ARE YOU* ?
- *Seek*
- *A MAN AFTER MY HEART*
- *The Power of Youth*
- Regrets, Insecurities and Fears II
- THE PROBLEM MAN
- Miss Fortune's Misfortune
- The Real Lunatics
- Undying
- DON'T STAND AT MY GRAVE AND WEEP
- MOTHERS EARTH
- THE BROKEN APPOINTMENT
- HALF A YELLOW SUN
- POETIC JUSTICE
- LETTER TO AN UNKNOWN LADY
- LET ME BE
- SMILE
- WHAT GOOD IS A DAY?
- BE SENSY NOT JUST SEXY!
- SUCCESS GOT NO AGE TAG
- CUT SOAP FOR ME
- Book Of Hope
- Blissful Eyes Of Clay in The Multitude.
- Mortal
- Adventure
- SAVE A SOUL
- THE CRY
- Modern Marriage.
- THE SONG OF NAMCHI
- HAPPY FATHER'S DAY
- Abused
- BlESSING
- The Ancient Dance
- BROKEN
- Drift
- GARMENT OF PRIDE
- UNCENSORED
- IN SEARCH OF BEAUTY
- THE TESTATOR
- CHALICE
- WORD
- The fresh beginning
- A LETTER TO A NIGERIAN FRIEND
- CHALICE
- UBUNTU
- HOUSE
- Prayer of a dying girl
- For what?
- THIS IS WAR,LOVE IS LOST
- LETTER TO MY HUSBAND
- I Know
- The Day I'll Be Breathless
- The Journey Through The Tunnel
- I Believe
- Nitty-gritty
- HOW LONG?
- WE DANCED THE CULTURAL DANCE
- HAPPY NEW MONTH
- LIVE NOT LIFE
- MY CHILDHOOD DAYS
- SEASON OF IRONY
- Black and Beautiful
- Money and Sapa
- Shades of Penury
- PROUDLY AFRICAN
- WHERE IS THE LAND I COME FROM
- ISN'T THIS ROSEMARY?
- "Robbery"
- No Man Is An Island
- DARKNESS
- Silence
- TRY AGAIN
- ODE TO A TROUBADOUR
- WARSHIP
- TENANTS OF THE HOUSE
- HERMIT
- Hilltop Rose
- Glitch
- WE LOVE SOCCER
- TALES OF A NATION
- My Personal Dairy
- *Bleeding Nation*
- Time
- Anticipated Coming
- The greatest gift (mother's day poem)
- Become The Man You Plan To Be
- Your Voice
- Where do we go wrong
- When I'm no More
- TALENT
- THE LIFE I WANT
- A day shall come
- Morning
- The view from Ugele hill
- More about love
- Reminisces on the eve of my departure
- PLUG
- To my wife if I leave
- I am not dirty
- Aloof from your "crazy"
- Brigandage
- Dying declarations
- A flag at bay
- Getting hurt
- Ode to my TUTOR
- My Muse
- Do Not Go Nigeria
- A trip to insanity
- The warrior i became.
- DEMIDEVIL Night 7th
- Caged
- Felicity
- When I Am No More
- One Time Lovers
- Gift me a lotus tree
- A Poor Boy's Love
- Why must love hurt so?
- THE CURSED CROSS
- The danger I love
- Dreamer's dream
- Anchor
- This and that
- Sapa
- SILENT
- /maɪ mjuːz/
- HER
- Only Human
- Easy
- FRENEMIES
- BELOVED STRANGERS
- BEFORE I DIE
- OUR PUNCTURED PRIDE
- Just Give Us Hope
- The calling
- What legacy shall I leave behind
- Unfinished
- This and that
- Beauty from ashes
- OGÚN
- I'll go and talk to the President
- Messiah's coming
- LOVE THE GREATEST EVANGELISM
- As He Is !
- SAY THE WORD
- The Mystery of God's Love (ADITU)
- Never change the way you are
- Family
- Knowing God's Will
- A Minute
- It's Really Up To You
- MEET UP
- SERENITY’S SOLO
- Stay With Me Nigeria
- Stereotypic Nepotistic Politricks
- KOLA
- Frenemies
- MYSTERY
- A Proud Heritage
- Happiness is a moment's job
- MY WHOLE LIFE
- Executhieves, Sinators and Authorithieves
- I AM HAPPY TO BE ME
- Lone Wolf
- I L Y
- Do-Re-Me-Fo-Sa-La-Ti-Do
- The Voice Of God
- Forbidden Love
- The Mystery of God's Love ADITU)
- the day walks into the sunset
- Cry....And Let Me See
- Alone
- I Am Me
- meet me where the traffic jams
- Can You Sing?
- and then i left the room
- Abnormal man
- Backup Plan
- My Heart Still Hurt
- Never Leave
- A Lost Smile
- THE END OF THE TIDE THAT CAME
- A New Leaf
- As A Country Soweth. . .
- Covid 19
- My lovely mother
- BERCEUSE
- "On a Good day"
- Udi and the Animals
- LISTEN YOU UNRULY SON OF THIS LAND.
- Quotable quotes
- Imu mechien
- DNA TEST (The African way) For Tunde Thomas
- The Crowned King
- Scared To Love
- Ballad from the grave
- Fortitude
- THE ROAD TO THE NORTH, LEADS HOME.
- Religion
- Bad Government
- Take Your Bread With Love
- The Sunset.
- Kankara
- One angle from the basket
- The Human Rose
- Regrets, Insecurities and Fears
- Watch Her
- In every shade - the book
- ITEKUN
- The Failed Creation
- New Axis From Excavation
- Uncaging
- The first journey
- Vain Learnings
- Irony of Life
- Take Your Bread With Love
- Prayer
- Teacher
- Risk
- Living Water
- IGBOBONELIMI
- Child Heart
- Myself
- Who are you?
- Only You
- When We Hurt Someone We Love
- Time
- Walking alone..but not
- Trapped
- Dust....an understanding
- LOOSE ME
- I Know Of a Place
- IDAHOMI
- THE MINER FOR THE GOLD
- The Warld
- Sometimes
- Falling star
- I’m Sorry My Friends
- Sowing Creed
- TRACK LEFT UNMARKED (A RUINED GENERATION)
- THE WANDERER
- REVOLUTION
- Failed Fellowship
- Our Darling Lover
- THE MERGE
- XMAS AT BOUNDARY
- WE CAUSE TALL TREES TO SPRANG
- A Beautiful Suicide
- Stupid era
- Drop of tears
- LOVE ON THE WEB
- EVENING SUN
- LOVE EN TOTAL
- Unhappy Me
- ODE TO MAMBILA PLATEAU
- GOD'S HAND
- Let Me
- Bukky-Go-Round
- Stay at Home
- I
- ODE TO ANAMBRA WAXBILL BIRD
- NOT AFRAID (for Lekki massacres)
- Dirty Glasses
- The Call Of Nigeria
- A NEW NIGERIA IS BORN
- October 20, 2020
- THE GOWN OF TROUBLE
- NO MORE SARS NO MORE SWAT NO MORE POLICE BRUTALITY
- Pastoral
- Curiosity
- Top of the Ladder
- ENDING SARS
- BEFORE THE HARD CLAPPING (For those that died of coronavirus)
- Night Night
- MIRAGE ( A sonnet )
- GIRLS HIGH IN DESIRES
- This Time
- Virus
- Independent
- Covid 19
- ELERGY TO JOHN PEPPER CLARK
- MY GIRL IS UPSTREET GIRL
- HEARTS BREAK SLOWLY
- CEASELESS FLOW
- LOVE ME LIKE A RIVER
- HAIL HER
- A TRUE STORY IN THE NORTH
- RAIN HOW SWEET THE SOUND
- THE LAND WITHOUTH EASE
- WHERE IS THE OLD ME?
- A CHILD'S HEART
- OH GARRI, MY GARRI
- I CAN'T MARRY A POETESS
- DESERTED
- LIKE A PREY
- AN UNFORGETTABLE DAY IN THE NORTH
- SOMEWHERE IN THE NORTH
- THE VOID
- REUBEN UGOCHUKWU
- OUR JOY RESTORED
- NIGHTMARE
- THAT SEASONED NIGERIA
- A Squirrel Hunter
- National Youth Service Corps
- FEAR
- GOING HOME
- HOW LONG
- THIS HOUSE IS BREAKING
- NOT BY CHANCE
- IFEOMA
- MARRIAGE OF THE SOUTH
- I DIED YESTERDAY
- SIP FROM THE SEA
- I'm Black
- TRACK LEFT UNMARKED (A RUINED GENERATION)
- It's Raining
- JUST FOR A WHILE
- YOU ARE AMAZING
- CATCH THE LOVE YOUNG
- STREETS OF KAULA
- HAPPINESS
- Wind
- BEAUTIFUL WITCH
- The Architect
- The Earth and the Starry Heavens
- Take me to the altar
- Message to Myself
- I'm that black child
- And we danced not again
- Our Plea
- Doma’s Call
- Pandora
- Sour Libido
- The Lad's Cries
- BLACK'S WITHOUT WHITE'S
- Take a shot now
- The State Of African Leaders
- Knowledge Sleeping in our Department
- Her Voice On The Phone
- ONCE UPON A BEAUTY
- Another great mind lost
- Buried me not with the great
- If I Die Tonight
- Nigeria 🇳🇬
- My Rose 🌹 Lover
- On Love
- Sons of the slave masters
- Great Men Of Valour
- Launched in the deep
- Freedom In View
- Old Mrs Idunnu
- The old us
- Letter To The HEART
- Bullies
- Captive
- SENTIMENTS (A HEART OF BOLD)
- RANDOM FORCE OF EMOTIONS (LOST SOUL)
- Write Me A Poem
- I Have Found You Here
- Her Request
- MY DYING MOTHER
- WAITING FOR THE RAIN
- You don't have to be me to be you
- Fleeting Anguish
- FAKE LOVER
- Morning Glory
- BRUISES
- The Hope of Someday
- The raining days
- SMILE NOW
- A LITTLE PLANT
- Life is like melody
- Who is behind whispering?
- Covid-19's delicacy
- A Life For A Life
- Mama Africa
- Eagle eyes
- I'll write about i
- My mother
- Life in medical school
- What is home?
- My ex
- Ponder
- Lessons from the coronavirus pandemic
- Fragrance
- ASTOUND VISITOR
- Rise Again
- ALKEBULAN
- MEMORIES OF ME
- COVID19
- RONA
- Unspoken words
- Mr president
- Fallen
- BEAUTY OF LOVE
- Your wish
- My first kiss
- Why should I hire you?
- Abiodun
- The Sonnet
- The Light Over Andoni
- Change
- Port Harcourt
- It Is Futile To Sneer At Alaké
- I Won't Forget You Even If You Limp
- Glory
- 1914
- To The End Of The World
- August Child
- A Million Charms
- Her Silence
- Excuses
- Grachi
- Keep Your Love Close And Your Sword Closer
- Dark
- Only The Brave
- All My Loving
- Heroine
- Paradise on Earth
- I Will Be Silent
- RAVISHING RABI
- AFRICA
- TRYING TIME
- 18 plus one...
- The world has gone to war
- Mirage
- APO TO AREA 1
- PANDEMIC
- VIOLENCE AGAINST WOMEN
- The Road
- Depression- A struggle
- Farewell in Harmattan
- The fear of tomorrow
- Stories Untold
- AWAITING HER CUM
- ...Here
- Bread for the wise
- Feel
- The Breeze
- Partial Exit
- Roses in a Vase
- Home
- DARKNESS
- There
- A LETTER TO MY LOVER FROM THE DARK
- THE REALITY OF MY SMILE
- MY WATERMELON
- Even When No One Does
- DEEPEST TOUCH
- THE JOURNEY
- JUSTICE
- ADDICTION
- Depression
- Virtue
- Drenched in esctacy
- The Coin
- IGARA CHICKEN
- OUR HUNCHBACK
- CORRUPTION
- The Stranger I Love
- The Man in my Youth
- My First Beautiful Beast
- Love, what have you done?
- IT IS A LOAN
- The Future
- POLYGAMY
- SAVE THE NATION
- Above the law.
- At our age (1st October)
- Because I Love
- PROSPERITY POWER
- MAINTAINING SUCCESS
- Belief
- m͠o͠t͠h͠e͠r͠s͠
- FAKE LOVE
- UNDER MY COVER
- LET'S UNITE DESPITE OUR DIFFERENCE
- Why you let me down?
- The Girl I'll Marry
- Lists of littlest things
- The Sound of Alert
- ....Serenade
- BIRD IN A CAGE
- HAND OF D
- DEATH
- My world
- STRIVING TO SUCCEED
- Moooooooo.........
- Your Best
- Nature's beat
- What if
- Anger trapped in a jar
- Recognition
- Blade of Secrets
- Akalamagbo
- DONATELLA
- Horrible Sight
- An End of You
- Limerick
- Hate Me Not
- SOLOMON GRUNDY
- Child Seize the Air
- Dignity
- Tragic Comedy
- Faceless
- The Renegade
- Which Way?
- Little world
- Renegade Of June 12
- Ogbanje
- Ode To A Beauty
- A Bicycle Learner
- Across The Niger
- Noises Of The River
- Things that I miss (Poem in four parts)
- Jagaban Borgu
- The Interment
- Lullaby
- The Bargain For Life
- The Locked Country
- LOVE U LIKE THIS
- Never AGAIN
- YOUTHiLITY
- Scars
- Distress
- A Funny Girl
- Ibara in the sun
- Poetry..
- The Black Woman
- Ogori
- Time
- Humble The Poet
- The Path
- Pleasant Sight
- The Wretched Of The Earth
- ROSARY
- REQUIEM MAY 29
- THRENODY
- WHAT IF I SAID I LOVE YOU
- REVENGE TIME
- Far beauty
- Letter To My Son
- A MAN SHOULD BE ALONE
- Drop The Picture, Pick the Nature
- Rain
- Eve of my daughter's wedding
- THE BOOK YOU GAVE ME
- DEAR
- Sonnet XXX: what am I
- Characters from the Grave
- Rainbow: An African Girl
- PRESS ON
- Nostalgia
- Silence
- AFRICA
- The Story In My Head (II)
- Remember Us This Way
- JUSTICE HAS BEEN BUTCHERED
- Why Should I?
- OSELUS (THE POLITICIANS)
- DILEMMA OF HOPE
- THE SOLDIERS HOPE
- THE PROCESSION
- THE MINISTER
- BLAME IT ON THE MONEY
- OUR SARS
- THEY SAY OUR SKIN IS DARK
- THE CONVERSATION
- UNLOCK MON CŒUR.
- DO YOU?
- I, Too
- Ours to Fare, not to Fear
- Imagine
- Butterfly
- RABBIT STEW
- *Fun era* *(Funeral)*
- An hole for you
- O Sambisa
- Never Far Away!
- Ire
- We've been waiting
- My Scars
- Song for things
- The Nigerian Sonnet
- Life & me
- ….. Not like this
- ...By myself
- UNIT TESTS
- Sa Ni Da Pa
- LONELINESS
- SORRY
- MONEY - SAHAJ SABHARWAL
- NOTHING MUCH FOR MINORS
- Relaxation
- EDUCATION
- MOTHER
- RESPECT
- Independent
- Split Horizon
- Not for you...
- SLAVES
- HEALING OF THE SOUL
- The Female of our species
- Democracy in Nigeria
- Die to yourself
- To love the wrong
- Dear Madame
- Makanre!
- At the steps
- To all those who were weird in class
- Ode To Fledging Stars
- Gracious Words
- Bodies
- Girls
- A woman shouldn't stare
- He is Risen
- Tales by Moonlight
- Caribbean Mind
- Time
- A Rainy Night in a Nigerian City
- Struck Dumb
- BEYOUTIFUL
- Who Is Who Africa?
- My Love
- Throwback Thursday
- DARKNESS
- Bring Back Our Girls
- PATHS
- A sick Egret
- I'm All Yours
- I remember
- We Are Never Forgotten
- Happy Sabbath
- Say no to drugs
- Forever And Always
- In Memory of Mrs A. O. Oloniyo
- The Butterfly
- Sometimes You Are
- Have I Told You Yet
- purpose for living?
- THE WAILING PEN
- Since the blood!!!
- Come back!
- Dream right!!!!!
- Bird in Bush
- When life kick you in the mouth!!!
- The Princess
- Young Lady
- Mother Teresa's Anyway Poem
- The Valley of Vision
- I see a new Nigeria
- I Love My Mama
- Agidigbo
- Virus of the Mind
- VACATION
- All About Girls
- A Soldier's Daughter
- I Am Not A Victim Of Breast Cancer
- From My Heart
- The Lonely Guy
- When the going is getting better
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