Some people become memoriesLike fleeting imagesBirds in the skySome people become statuesUn-moving sculptures Constantly staring
Some people become rainCleansing usWashing away our sinsSome people become thunderTerrifyingly glorious Almost beautiful Some people become fireThey set us ablazeAnd leave us beggingFor lighter fluid....
JUST THAT WHICH MATTERS!
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It has been a year since my dad died. I am still baffled at the audacity of death, to come between a father and his child. It is an unkind s...
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I apologise in advance, there is a chance that i might spiral while writing this and end up getting angry hence use swear words, for my youn...
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What is “too white”?? Is it 5 shades lighter than Barack Obama or 3 shades lighter than Miley Cyrus? So lately, I have being spending a...
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Context: In January, I and my best friend in the world decided to take an uncertain trip to a place far away from home. We chose the ... -
There has been a lot of conversation regarding gender roles, sexual assault and gender based violence in Nigeria of recent. This is in no...
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Do you know what it is like to wake up every morning to news of people getting killed(i am talking about literally dying, evicting from this...
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This is not a sad poem and it is not an apology. I am not apologizing. I have said more excuse me’s starting with I’m sorrys an...
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Have you ever asked yourself what it is you are living for? Forget everything you think you know, open your mind now. Did you ever imagine...
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You stood right outside my door and looked me in the eyes. I was fearless. I demanded my keys back. Hesitatingly you took them out and dropp...
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Writing has become extremely difficult. Mainly because this heart, is finding it increasingly hard to write from within. There is a yearning...