Benita Okoruen

Biography: Benita Okoruen is a young Nigerian literary writer and a poet. She is an indigene of Akwa Ibom State. She is currently pushing through at the University of Uyo, where she hopes to obtain her first degree in Education and English Language.

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Benita Okoruen
Thursday 23 March 2023


Tell me not, in sweet voices 
That life is a beautiful place.
Life is but a devoid of poise!

A place where confidence embraces Cowardice giving room to everything that Seems to have no shape of elegance.

Tell me not, in sweet voices
That life is full of hope.
Life is but an empty dream!

A place where optimism is dressed in the Beautiful garment of depression.

Dreams remain dreams 
Reality now hallucination
With sleep swiftly becoming the perfect place for a lively human being.

Blue skies turn black,
Green grasses now brownishly hot
With everything silently dieing out 

A young teen I am,
Poignant is my name
I find myself in a sinister house, school and society
Where do I flee?
For fierce I wear 
With my mind all set 
Never to look back 
For virtue has been buried,
Courage has been sold,
Strength has been defeated and
All dignity has been lost
Never to be restored. 


Benita Okoruen
Sunday 12 March 2023


For change, we write 

In sanity, we write 

In pain, we write 

In praise and glory, we write 

In times of trouble, we write 

In despair, we write 

In loss, we write 

In dilemma, we write 

In abstinence, we write 

In quest, we write 


For the "PEN" 

Heals even the broken,

Saves the captives,

Restores the lost,

Gives hope to illusion,

And strengthens the weak.


Benita Okoruen
Saturday 11 March 2023

Beyond Eyes

I have a dream

One which clearly calls

For Peace to beam 

And not for palls 

I have a dream

Where the young shall grow 

Adapting to the special meme 

Just to become the people of morrow

I have a dream

Every woman would become a damsel 

And every man at the brim 

In positions to give counsel 

I have that big dream 

To be who I want to be

To flow like a stream 

And to be as boundless as the sea


Benita Okoruen
Saturday 11 March 2023


Stripped off naked,
She walked past
Through the weary path
She knew not where she went

Birds chirping and hovering,
The sorrowing songs from the crickets. Trespass her humble mind
Leaving her with no choice than to sob

With her bare feet, 
She tries to pamper the noisy rustle
From the dried leaves
Which in turn makes a jest of her

Her shadow,
Makes a Foss of her
Not being tender at all
Forming disfigured figures around her

Her pale body,
Bearing the benevolence
Of a rumbling and grumpy stomach,
The worms and intestines entangle

Deficiency she wears,
Her hair all scattered
Like that of an impotent rat
Lingeringly looking low

Patched with pains,
She looked above. Seeing further,
She reached for what she saw.
There was a rotten apple
As if the raven had witty pity on her

Alas she found peace,
When she hopelessly
Laid her heavy head
Amongst the pine
And distressed in the pool
Of her bleeding juice


Benita Okoruen
Saturday 11 March 2023


Poetry is the beauty of the mind
Only the clever can define

It is the dance of the pen
Only the toddlers call it a ten

 It is a mystery yet untold
 Only revelation can unfold

 It is a puzzle
 It causes a dazzle

 It is a game 
 Not for the lame
 It is a journey
 Not so funny

 It is a mission
 Which gives room for vision

 It brings pleasure
 Now and ever, it is a treasure


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