All posts tagged "poetry"

  • TELL ME NOT MY CHILD, TO BE MILD

    by Ogwiji Ehi-Kowochio You see this my grey hair? and the large white patch which occasionally hides in that cap of mine? It is the...

  • ITEM SEVEN IS GUARANTEED!

     By: E.B Ogwiji  I am aware that the chefs clothed in academic gowns and umbrella hats are cooking the meals, For after these seven weeks...

  • UI Students Unveil Poetry Anthology Today

    A group of students of the University of Ibadan will be launching a poetry anthology later today. The group known as Uites Create Team have...

  • Sleep

    Sleep straddles two divides sheer saddle between the terrestrials And the celestials… a bridge, transitory, that mixes the two exclusive worlds. Sleep Sometimes phantasmagoria pierces...

  • SDC LETTER: The confession of a uite

    They tried to silence me by feeding me with shafts from decayed bags of corn I have been washed in dirty soapy water I have...

  • ‘Gbekude, a poem by Oredola Ibrahim

      …the lines of immortality.     And everyday, the winds whisper to my ears The ephemeral dirges sung in the palace of death Every...

  • ♠A VOID SONG♠

    “Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover, everyone becomes a poet” – Plato Karima, Mine, is a...

  • WHAT IS YOUR LIFE WORTH?

           Treading upon a quicksand      With the boot of stubbornness       A boggy ground it is. Be assured.       Sinking but humming a...

  • A SLAVE IN MY COUNTRY BY PENMAN

    The Men of Thames, I have chased Out of the land that bore me. The weeds that choke harvests On my dying farm, I have...

  • INSOMNIA

      (Liptonia) I can’t sleep Glancing at the glowing red lights Of my LED watch For the umpteenth time in my involuntary night watch Wondering...

  • THE DESTROYER OF PLEASURES

    THE DESTROYER OF PLEASURES 12-10-2014     Today, I went to the Hall of Teddar To get two breads and perhaps...

  • OBSEQUIES

    OBSEQUIES (…for the 1st of October.)   When shall the guns be sounded? When shall we rip the skies open? With over-ripened voices of our...

  • THE SEARCH

    (Dedicated to all who have tasted motherhood) I wandered off A search for truth and light To the place where the river of truth flushes...

  • THE UNREPENTANT PRODIGALS

      I will never tell you How the beggars will come to you With their heads facing downwards Like the repentant prodigal One hand behind...