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When Lagos Devours Her Children
When Lagos Devours Her Children
© 2025 Olufemi David Ajulo
Once, Lagos was a mother — fat and kind,
Her bosom flowed with fish and grain;
She fed the poor, she housed the blind,
And bathed her children after rain.
But now the mother wears high heels,
Perfumed in greed, wrapped in disguise;
She sells her sons’ ancestral fields for foreign deals,
And calls it urban enterprise.
Maroko vanished — not a trace,
Swallowed by the city’s grin;
Ilubirin, too, has lost her face,
To towers raised on borrowed sin.
While Aspamda cried foul at creeping demolition,
Begging time to heal and recoup investment,
The city moved on — deaf to petition;
As Ladipo’s fate now looms,
And Computer Village lies sealed
Beneath heaps of dump-site dreams congealed
To Gatankowa’s wounded field.
Lagos, you breathe so sweet when kind,
Making strangers stubbornly claim your ancestry;
But when you blow hot, your rage unkind —
Like sea tempests devouring memory.
The sweetness you bring turns to chaff,
And the gnashing of teeth drowns the roar
Of bulldozers grinding dreams in half,
And homes that stand no more.
And now Oworonshoki turns Gaza’s kin,
Her mangroves maimed, her waters thin;
Majestic buildings, mercilessly torn,
Reduced to rubble by dawn to morn.
Ah, Lagos — bride of restless sandy gold,
Your laughter rings through tears and pain;
You pawn your past for what you’re told,
Then buy your soul back — once again.
Oh city of sandy gold and broken vows,
Your glitter feeds on buried names;
You dance on ruins, making many floaters,
Reversing destinies back to ground zero —
Where a room to start again looks bleak,
Where death seems nobler than to seek
Mercy in your scornful eyes.
Yet you call these scars — these forced displacements,
These tears baptized in demolition dust —
The noble claims of compulsory urbanization!
Lagos, the city that once nursed her brood,
Now feasts upon her children’s blood.
Her skyline gleams, her conscience bare —
And all that’s human gasps for air.
The Devil in the Policies
The Devil in the Policies
© 2025 David Ajulo. All Rights Reserved.
Our God's intercessors are on the mountains again. ,
Waging war with invisible chains.
They shout at shadows, curse the air,
Binding spirits that were never there.
They bind the water, fire, and sand.
As if creation slipped God’s hand.
Declaring victory, loud and grand —
O’er sins they never understand.
But down the hill, the devil grins;
He signs the laws that give birth to new sins.
He drafts decrees that break the meek,
And seals injustice every week.
His pen drips ink—black as night;
Each stroke erases someone’s right.
No horns adorn his powdered head,
No trail betrays the path he’s led.
His suit is neat, his handshake firm,
His smile conceals a crawling worm.
He prays in public, quotes verses,
Then doubles the widow’s tax—or worse.
They cry “Fire! Fire!” all through the night.
But justice hides from their holy sight.
The flames they call don’t purify;
They flicker low, then fall and die.
For the devil’s altar is the room.
Where policies bloom and morals doom.
He builds cathedrals, shuts down schools,
Feeds his dogs, enslaves the fools.
He funds crusades, yet steals the grain,
Then calls it grace when others pain.
He bows in church, with pious show,
But leaves the streets in hunger’s glow.
So let them bind, let thunder roll;
Let preachers chant to save the soul,
The devil they seek with holy yell,
Dwells not in hell, but governs well...
Too well for self, too cold for men —
And hides his pitchfork in the pen.
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THE SYRINGE AND THE SCEPTRE
The Dust Beneath the Crown
The Dust Beneath the Crown
(© 2025 David Ajulo)
When breath departs and lips grow still,
The mansion sleeps upon the hill.
The gold once kissed by morning’s ray,
Now gathers dust and fades away.
The silken robes, the jeweled crest,
Lie cold upon an empty chest.
The pride that strutted, tall and grand,
Turns silent dust, returns to sand.
O fleeting crown, O shining fame,
How brief the echo of your name!
When death draws near with muffled tread,
All vanity lies cold and dead.
Yet love outlives the marble tomb,
It lights the dark, dispels the gloom.
For wealth shall fade and time shall rust,
But goodness blooms beyond the dust.
So live with grace, not vain display,
Let kindness mark your mortal day.
For when the soul has flown away,
All vanity has had its say.
Vanity’s Veil
The folly of man begins to unfold,
In greed’s dark temple, his heart grows cold.
He hoards his gold with trembling hand,
Most stolen wealth from another’s land.
Behind the veil, his treasures lie,
Blind to the truth that all must die.
Justice, though veiled, can truly see,
And smiles at man’s futility.
In chambers hallowed, she waits in grace,
To summon truth, to unmask the face.
For man and greed — one twisted vine,
Entwined in dust, yet claim divine.
Fate in her fairness calls again,
“Return to light, forsake the chain!”
But man, deafened by hollow lust,
Still chooses death, still feeds on dust.
When breath departs and hearts are still,
No gold can buy the Maker’s will.
Dust shall to dust in silence fall,
And spirit rise, forsaking all.
All wealth, all pride, all mortal gain,
Are chaff before the wind and rain.
For what is man’s grand enterprise,
But vanity beneath the skies?
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Trump and the Nobel Mirage
Trump winning a Nobel? — what a jest of fate,
An arm-twisting of minds the world should hate.
Vitriol spills from his gilded throne,
A tongue of thunder, yet heart of stone.
His moods — a tempest, cold and hot,
Peace and mercy? He knoweth not.
He flings out souls to foreign dust,
Inhuman hands betray their trust.
Tariffs rise like walls of war,
Commerce bleeding at freedom’s door.
He calls it strength, the wise call pain,
A tyrant’s pride in freedom’s chain.
Yet shadows stretch where powers lie,
Influence darkens the Nobel sky.
Perhaps the judges, weak with awe,
Will crown the man who mocks their law.
Who knows? In this world’s bitter game,
Even irony may wear a name —
And peace may kneel, stripped of disguise,
To hail deceit and call it Prize.
The African Zacchaeus
Nigeria was in "bulaba", "balablu", and "bulubla",
A circus of chaos — a political abracadabra.
Rulers feasted while the people fasted,
Dreams decayed, hopes long lasted.
Corns of swine fed the sons of man,
While kings dined fat on stolen yam.
The air was thick with lies and lament,
Where progress died and poverty bent.
Roads looked like faces battered and torn,
Each pothole a wound the nation had worn.
Bridges groaned with forgotten pain,
As rain returned the land to drain.
Governments sweating in their deceit,
Corruption dancing on every street.
Ten percent pay tax — the rest pretend,
While the nation bleeds with no amend.
Twenty-three million “worthy” they say,
But the hidden billions pave their way.
Evaders smiling in silk disguise,
As justice sleeps with covered eyes.
Then came 2023 — a year of thunder,
When the throne quaked and the earth wondered.
A man arose — short in mercy, tall in tax,
Climbed the sycamore tree with economic hacks.
They called him The African Zacchaeus, bold and shrewd,
Preaching reform, yet plundering the brood.
He slew the subsidy with a prophet’s flair,
Devalued the Naira beyond repair.
He spoke of palliatives — sweet words, hollow,
That melted away by the breath of the shallow.
Politicians feasted, the people wailed,
Every promise — half-fulfilled, derailed.
Then came the taxes — relentless and raw,
He taxed the sweat, the sigh, the straw.
He taxed the market woman’s grain,
He taxed the tears, he taxed the rain.
He taxed the dead in silent sleep,
He taxed the poor, whose souls they keep.
From salt to soap, from bread to breath,
He turned taxation into death.
And the people watched, with weary eyes,
As hope was sold for foreign ties.
Repentance was preached, but none was done,
For the climb had just begun.
The African Zacchaeus, perched on high,
Saw the crowd below and passed them by.
He never came down, no restitution made —
Just shadows of promises, fading in trade.
Nigeria waits beneath that tree,
For justice lost in currency.
Will he descend, to heal the land?
Or keep counting coins with trembling hand?
When God Sends a Teacher
_By AJ, the Teacher’s Son_
When God would mend a broken nation,
He births a soul for education.
Not crowned in gold nor draped in might,
But clothed in patience, armed with light.
They walk through storms with steady grace,
A gentle fire lights their face.
They teach in huts, they teach in halls,
They answer destiny’s quiet calls.
They say your reward lies far above,
In heaven’s arms of endless love.
Yet earth denied you comfort’s share,
You taught through hunger, dust, and care.
Still, you pressed on, with heart aflame,
No thirst for power, no crave for fame.
You forged ahead with holy fire,
Each word you spoke made minds aspire.
You’d split your brain if that would show,
A dullard’s mind the way to glow.
You plant your soul in others’ clay,
And die a bit with every day.
My father — aye, a saint of chalk,
Whose words could tame the wildest talk.
When he flogged, he flogged with cause,
Then taught the mercy behind the laws.
He was faultless, fair, and fierce with truth,
He built in men the roots of youth.
He’d scold, then smile — a tender art,
A master craftsman of the heart.
And lo, my matriarch — age ninety-one,
Still teaching lessons, her race not done.
Her chalk may break, her hands may shake,
But not her will, for wisdom’s sake.
She says, “To die a teacher’s fine,
For teaching’s breath is half divine.”
In every wrinkle, time has penned,
The stories of the minds she’s mend.
Even Fate, that unseen preacher,
Is but another cosmic teacher.
It tests, it bends, it makes us see,
The shape of what we’re meant to be.
For teaching is not craft alone,
It’s chiseling flesh into living stone.
It’s catching dreams before they fall,
It’s answering destiny’s quiet call.
Oh teacher! Prophet of the pen,
You build the world again and again.
Kings you’ve raised, yet none may know,
The garden where their wisdom grow.
Your chalk may fade, your books decay,
But truth you sow will never stray.
Your voice — though stilled — still softly hums,
In every mind your spirit drums.
So here’s to you, the unsung sage,
The keeper of tomorrow’s page.
Though heaven holds your lasting pay,
We bless you here — this Teachers’ Day.
*AJ*
_A poet and humanist of international renown!_
05/10/2025
A Warped Narrative
O Nigeria, child of promise and pain,
You swore to keep the law humane.
You raised your flag in morning’s glow,
But justice bends where riches flow.
You hold the scales for all to see,
Yet weigh them not with equity.
The mighty steal, their sins are blessed,
The poor man pleads — and finds no rest.
A governor loots a billion or more,
He dines, he smiles, he takes the floor.
A boy steals bread — a hungry plea,
Fourteen years — no clemency.
Your judges whisper in velvet halls,
While truth lies chained behind their walls;
The gavel thunders, sharp and loud,
But only breaks the weaker crowd.
The thief in power wears a crown,
The thief in rags is hunted down.
Mercy lives in marble homes,
While justice wanders, cold and lone.
O land of hope, how low you fall,
When laws serve few, not all in all.
Your soul now cries from depth of shame,
And calls each man to stake his name.
Rise, Nigeria! Awake, reclaim!
Let justice burn — a holy flame.
Let truth be blind to face and fame,
And weigh all hearts with equal frame.
For peace will bloom when right is done,
And law stands tall for everyone.
Then shall the poor no longer bleed
And nation rise from word to deed.
Thorns of the Day
Today is thorned by self-made kings,
Whose bristles pierce like poisoned stings.
With unabashed joy, they pillaged wealth,
And now they dine while the poor can’t see.
With spilled cups, looters roam freely.
Fueled by our perspiration, they indulge themselves.
As though the coin were related to water,
Flowing like streams they bathe within.
But hunger stalks the dusty street,
Inflation scorches weary feet.
Taxes arrive in endless trains,
Each one a chain, each one more pains.
The helpless gasp, their slender voices,
For jobs are scarce, none let them in.
A mother’s breast runs dry, yet still,
A single drop keeps life until.
For in her flow lies humankind,
The hope, the strength the poor may find.
But where’s the stream, the trade, the bread?
Our microeconomies lie dead.
Vegetative like the crowd,
Silent, listless, yet unbowed.
When will the wicked be held accountable?
When shall the gavel crush their gate?
O day of justice, rise and flame!
Let truth consume the liar’s name.
Till then, we chant, we bleed, we fight,
For dawn will come to slay the night.
The Refinery Farm
Once upon a farm where crude did flow,
The animals dreamed of a bright new glow.
“No more hunger, no more strife,
Fuel will be cheaper, a brand-new life.”
But the lion roared, “All crude is mine,”
The goats and hens must fall in line.
Monkey dey work, baboon dey chop,
The lion’s belly full — the queues don’t stop.
The donkey asked, “Where is our share?”
The lion replied, “Export is fair.
Europe needs milk, their purse is wide,
You drink the froth, while I take the hide.”
The tortoise laughed, “Na story be this,
A pot of soup, yet we chop beans’ hiss.
One man dey cook, the rest dey wait,
Naija dey starve at refinery gate.”
The slogan read: “For Nigeria’s sake,”
But the lion grew fat, the farm grew fake.
For when one beast controls the barn,
The others graze on empty yarn.
So clap for the “Messiah” of oil and flame,
Whose gospel of profit is a rigged-up game.
Until many beasts can share the land,
We’ll eat from his hoof and drink from his hand.
Bad Governance
Bad governance is poison spray,
It scatters hope, drives peace away.
Like rats they scatter, lost, displaced,
No ties, no roots, just dreams erased.
The people starve while tyrants dine,
Greed kills the soul, line after line.
The Betrayed African Tree
A tree once stood, both proud and tall,
Its roots were deep, its shade for all.
It fed the poor, it gave them rest,
Its branches wide, its soil was blessed.
But vultures came with crowns of lies,
They plucked its fruit, they bled its skies.
They stole the rain, they scorched the ground,
And left the tree with none around.
So children fled on broken wings,
To foreign lands, to stranger kings.
One froze in Canada’s bitter snow,
Another burned where deserts glow.
One crossed the seas to chase a dream,
One drowned in America’s stream.
The last in London walks the mist,
While parents weep with clenched-up fist.
And who is blamed for this despair?
The rulers fat on stolen share!
They sell our gold, they eat our grain,
And laugh at families split in pain.
O wicked hands that call it “rule,”
You turn the land to ash and school—
Where lessons teach us how to flee,
And lose the bonds of family.
No tree can live when roots are bound,
By traitor kings who scar the ground.
No branch can stay when hope is gone,
When thrones are built on what’s undone.
Rise, O children, cry and see:
The crime is not in you or me.
It lies in hearts that chose to reign,
By trading life for private gain.
So hear this truth, let voices ring—
We curse the shame our leaders bring!
A tree betrayed will bow and fall,
Unless we fight to save it all.
Afriland Inferno — A Hymn of Resurrection
O tower of glass on Lagos shore,
You shone with pride, but shine no more.
Your windows once held heaven’s light,
Now ashes cloak your ruined height.
The inverters failed, their hum grew still,
Black smoke arose with vengeful will.
It veiled the day, it choked the breath,
It filled the halls with fiery death.
Through haunted floors dread spirits came,
As demons dancing wild with flame.
A sweet but toxic breath was sown,
And turned men’s lungs to ash and stone.
From upper floors they leapt in fear,
Their cries of anguish split the air.
The walls betrayed, no breath, no room,
A flawed design became their tomb.
O Death, thou ancient, bitter king,
Where hides thy blade, where lies thy sting?
Your harvest reaps, your terror reigns,
Yet hope outlives your dark domains.
For though the dusk saw ten breathless,
The dawn shall break beyond it all.
Their souls now walk in brighter lands,
In God’s own care, in gentle hands.
And Afriland, though scarred by flame,
Shall rise again, renewed in name.
Its walls shall gleam, its towers soar,
More radiant than they were before.
So sing, ye mourners, lift your eyes,
From smoke and ash new hope shall rise.
The grave shall fail, the fire shall bend,
For resurrection crowns the end!
My Four Cousins
From time immemorial, hunger’s decree,
Keeps mankind hanging on misery’s tree.
Fuel feeds engines, food fuels breath,
Without the stomach, the body meets death.
In foreign lands, the poor are fed,
While here, our leaders tax the bread.
Arable fields in endless span,
Yet famine thrives on the richest land.
Golden crumbs, the table denies,
Three meals vanish, replaced with sighs.
But when despair begins to bite,
My four bold cousins march to fight:
Garri the gritty, groundnut fried,
Sugar the sweet, milk skimmed and dried.
No subsidy plans, no lofty speech,
Just simple cousins within our reach.
Through SAP’s torment, through Booharry’s jest,
Through subsidy burials and Naira’s unrest,
Through ration drops from three to one,
You kept the fire, though hope was gone.
O mighty cousins, you mock the grand,
Who squander riches of fertile land.
While they debate in lavish halls,
You fill the bowls in empty stalls.
Great saviours of the common plate,
Scorn to leaders who starve the state!
Garri, groundnut, sugar, milk—
Humble heroes in rags, not silk.
Enough of the bleeding!
They tax our hunger, they auction our cries.
The rich grow swollen on the nation’s decay,
While the poor are scourged, with no voice to say.
Dreams drowned, many flee to Oluweri’s shore,
Seeking swift passage to a point of no return—or greener fields.
A comatose land—yet they demand more,
Squeezing lean pockets already sore.
How long shall a people be yoked in chains?
How long shall vultures feast on our veins?
While Gen Z dances in Yahoozee’s trance,
A fleeting euphoria, a wasted chance.
You cannot draw blood from stones that weep,
Nor rob the naked, buried six fathoms deep.
This is no governance—it is theft,
A plague on the land, leaving nothing left.
But we are the fire, the storm, the flame,
We’ll rise from the ashes, we’ll break the chains!
For when the broken and battered unite,
No tyrant survives the people’s might.
Nepal may stumble in silence and tears,
But the giant awakens, blowing off years
Of locusts like chaff, scattered and bare—
The drum of revolt is thundering near.
Stoked by the powers that gamble our fear,
The end of plunder is what they dread,
No longer shall greed eat the people’s bread!
The crown of justice, the voice of speech,
Accountability within our reach,
An equal-right society shall rise,
To scatter the schemes of repressive lies!
Unmask the Ghost!
Corruption once had flesh and bone,
A greedy hand, a gilded throne.
We saw the sacks, we heard the lies,
We named the thieves, we heard their cries.
But now it hides in code and screens,
In ghostly wires, in silent schemes.
No fingerprints, no guilty face—
Just shadows running through cyberspace.
Osborne flat groaned with stolen notes,
Walls stuffed fat, a nation chokes.
Then came a sum with no address,
Seven million—a nameless mess in dollars!
This phantom hand breeds hunger deep,
It robs the roads, the farms, the sheep.
It starves the schools, the clinics bare,
And laughs because it isn’t there!
But we are fire, we are the storm,
We’ll break the ghost, we’ll crush its form.
With laws that shine, with truth that stings,
With fearless hearts, with sharpened wings.
Unmask the ghost! Expose its trail!
No thief unseen must yet prevail.
Let every coin declare its birth,
Let every contract prove its worth.
The time is now—we rise, we fight,
We drag the shadows into light.
For if we sleep, our dreams are sold—
A hollow state, a nation cold.
But if we rise with voice and pen,
With courage fierce, with will of men,
The ghost will fall, the chains will break—
And freedom’s dawn this land will wake!
Quarrel, the Keeper of Love
Hold me tight; let me not fall.
To the abyss where no hearts call.
This love has flown past Wonderland’s gate,
Weightless in splendour, defying fate.
Why is it sweet without the sting?
When life gives thorns with every spring?
Smooth roads are rare, as Nigeria knows.
Each mile is scarred with pothole throes.
So once, my dear, we need the test.
A brief quarrel to guard the rest.
For love too soft may drift away,
Like clouds that wander and never stay.
A quarrel checkmates passion’s flame,
Resets the heart, recalls the name.
An antidote to wandering souls,
That drift from orbit toward empty holes.
So let us fight, then make amends,
For quarrels, too, are love’s true friends.
They tether bliss to earth’s embrace,
And keep our spirits in their rightful places.
The voice of many, God's command
The gluttonous 20% prayed for looters to thrive,
For thrones of deceit where corruption survives.
Priests anointed their plunder, baptised their greed,
Guardians of darkness, blind to the people’s need.
The 80% bowed, gagged by despair,
Like rams to the slaughter, stripped, laid bare.
Silent, crushed, their spirit betrayed,
Till heaven declared: The hour is made!
Truth thundered like a war-drum’s cry,
Rot scattered, corruption ran dry.
A virgin voice, untainted, aflame,
Rose in power, dismantling shame.
The shackled awoke, the docile grew bold,
Their march was a river, relentless, cold.
They swept the bald tyrant like straw in the gale,
Chaff in the tempest, no refuge, no bail.
Now Justice sits, incorruptible, crowned,
The people’s decree shakes the ground.
For the voice of the many is God’s command,
And heaven has freed Nepal, by its hand!
A Song in a Strange Land
Lapalapa, I hate thee!
Upon the head you make your claim,
A creeping thief with stubborn flame.
Lapalapa, with Osupa near,
Ekusa joins—my crown they tear.
The healer’s hand then marks the skin,
With scarlet trails that burn within.
A fiery brew, kerosene’s breath,
Descends like judgment, pain of death.
The jaws they grind, the teeth they gnash,
As searing heat and torment clash.
But soon the frost, like polar snow,
Bites deeper still, a colder blow.
Then silence falls, the pain released,
A fleeting calm, the itching ceased.
The foe lies still, the head feels free,
A fragile, borrowed victory.
But Mario-like, you rise once more,
Unbidden guest at scalp and pore.
You spread like flames in prairie grass,
Dividing skin with map-like mass.
O parasite, so rude, unkind,
You plague the body, haunt the mind.
No welcome waits, yet still you stay—
Lapalapa, be gone, I pray!
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- Mouthless
- Mzansi And The Ballot Box
- ANC AND THE STRUGGLE
- MY DEAR COUNTRY
- A NEW NIGERIA
- Surge of emotions
- GREY CAPSULE
- GREY CAPSULE
- LITTLE LOVE
- POETIC MASTERPIECE
- The Phoenix Strangler
- The Obsessive Agony Of Lust
- The Evil Face Of Religion
- The Abyss Of Drug Addiction
- Colossal Miscarriage Of Justice
- Children Of The Street
- Albinos On The Razor-edge Of Danger
- Holy Satan
- Unborn Me
- Arise
- Never quit
- Bedbugs
- Pant and Bra
- LiFe
- INEVITABILITY OF DEATH
- Unbroken Spirit
- Failure and Success
- We are shadows
- Youth struggle
- ENVY-THE HIDDEN FLAME
- Syntax & Struggles
- Difficult Generation
- Let Us Beseech the Throne
- We Are Here
- Tiktok
- Tiktok
- We Are Here
- Echoes of Truth
- THE CATTLE STICKS THAT BECAME GUNS
- FLAME INVOCATION
- Stray bullet?
- THE POWERFUL NIGHT[LAILATUL QODRI]
- THE MIGHTIER PEN
- The irony of love
- THE MATCH
- RISE AGAIN
- CHANGES
- The Three-third of Ramadan
- Not your timing
- The Unspoken Truth of Man
- A Delicate Dance of Bond
- HAIKU TO A FORGOTTEN LOVE
- Fighting the Shadow
- THE SUN WILL SHINE AGAIN
- Oscar Winning Tears
- Untitled poem
- Today
- Untitled poem
- Words speak
- Jesus saves
- Silence voices
- Untitled thoughts
- Addiction
- Zambia
- QUERULOUS SPARKS
- THE RENAISSANCE
- THE DAWN
- Life or coin
- Origin
- Forbidden poem
- Come Dance With Me
- Past, Present, and Future
- A New Hope
- Anaemia
- Pen and Paper
- AND I SHALL NOT BE AFRAID
- ALIYU MY FRIEND
- UNCERTAINTIES
- DARE NOT TO BE LIKE ME
- WHO WILL SAVE HUMANITY?
- THE TALKING DRUM
- WE ARE BEWITCHED
- THE ECHOES OF SOLITUDE
- Black is Gold
- Where to oh Nigeria
- À J a N I
- Bá'núsọ
- Àsìkò
- Let's Celebrate
- Crowned Lion
- ❤️HOPELESS LOVE ❤️
- THE WINTER
- Toxic lover
- Screaming in silence
- If love was book
- If love was a book
- Love hurts
- TIME FADE
- A Second too late
- On The Run
- NOTHING IS UNCHANGED ABOUT HER
- SWEETEST PRINCESS
- HELL OF LOVE
- I'M AFRAID TO LOVE AGAIN 💔
- Nasty me hypocrite
- CANCER
- Time and Chance
- Black
- An icon
- One Nigeria
- The Audacity of Hope
- New Yam
- Silence
- Mágùn
- Aloneness In a Crowd.
- Babym
- Love's Embrace
- Twilight Whispers
- SONG OF SONGS
- THE FIRE WITHIN
- IF IT WAS A POEM
- My Rainbow Queen
- Marry a poet
- Battle Of The Muse
- The Veto Power Pandemic
- I'm The Larra Maaradiin
- Forgive
- Breaking Self-Imposed Barriers
- All I Know Is Jesus
- Fear of Failing
- Reminiscing From a Heart Break
- O WISE MAN
- THEY ARE CALLING MY NAME
- Lost in the Abyss
- Love is strange
- Coffee
- NMA
- THE GREAT WARRIOR
- THE ESCAPE PLAN
- THE PRETTY IMAGE
- A BUNDLE
- BREEZE DANCE
- Release me
- Legitimate
- Young but Gone
- CACTUS
- Maria
- Love’s Eternal Beacon
- Untitled
- Picture not perfect
- Fictional
- LOVE POEM
- IF LOVE WAS A BOOK
- untitled thoughts
- AFRICA
- HUNGER
- WHISPERS OF DOUBT
- A Night's Serenade, Lit"
- CRUSH ON SOULFUL BEAUTY
- A visit
- LETTER TO MY LOVE
- REALITY OF LIFE
- PIECE OF ADVICE
- God’s Love
- Life.com: Lifecology
- Niggers’ Paradise
- THE LIFE I CHOOSE
- Lalata de Maga
- Merchant of Destiny
- Laara Maaradiin
- Painful bye
- Body shaming
- Mama
- A MAN CALLED GOD
- From Pound to Potter: A Tale of Creation
- Nestled Dreams
- Resonance of Redemption
- The Anointed Parrot
- A Maffy Wiffey Like The Maffling Mafflet
- Let it stay
- O Holy Night
- Greatest gbo gbo
- We died with them
- o I wish everything is perfect
- King David
- MY MAMA
- THE POWER OF FEMINITY
- Ghetto Evangelist
- The Seven Warriors
- Lovephire and Lifephire
- Rhythms of the Falls
- The great doom
- DODO SHARAM
- NWABALI AND TEAM
- LOVING THE SINGLE LADY
- Harmony of Life's Calabash
- The Melody Lane
- The speaking Rock
- Dream
- THE GOVERNMENT OF THIS GREAT NATION
- Purpose 🧩🪡
- Persevere 🧠
- Ashes
- A message for the messanger
- LOVE'S DILEMMA.
- KOINONIA
- C.L.U.E. Person |Cold ❄ Logical 🤔 Unemotional 😐 Evasive 🌨️|
- THANKYOU
- ONETIME IN AMILLION
- THE LAND OF EQUITY AND JUSTICE
- Autumn
- Name
- Where does it really get lonely?
- SAIL
- GO!
- SWEETLOVER COULD YOU BE MY SWEET LOVER
- IF YOU HAVE MONEY
- NIGERIA OF OUR DREAM
- INVITATION AND HYPOCRISY
- RAPTURE
- Sunday to the Saints
- Proud to Pray
- SERVANT OF THE LAND
- MY MOTHER'S A WARRIOR
- REMINISCE
- Salam Alaikum
- Rogation
- Love me now
- IT TAKES A WISE TO UNDERSTAND
- The World We Met
- YOUR MINDS DON’T MIND
- TINY DEMONS
- THE RAINFALL
- 1st Corinthians 4:15
- SAND
- 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 - AN ADDENDUM
- 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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