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Disclaimer: Don’t get addicted, this is neither my real face nor a comeback… I’m merely flirting with words and I’ll surely leave you hanging again (Flirting 101: Seduce. Vilify. Ignore.). Should you be mad at me? Absolutely! But hey, I’ll be… Nevermind! In the meantime, let’s all enjoy this rare weekend of poetry… TITLE? No matter… (more…)

It was the best two months of my life. He worked till 4pm, five days a week and we only got to chat from around 5pm every working day. We however got to spend every afternoon together on weekends. He loved and adored me. Again, I can’t really say why exactly but isn’t that what love is all about? We never had an argument and he always pampered me. On my twentieth birthday, he took me to the mall…

Blue and bold A joy to behold Warm in its core  Yet pretty vast and obscure.  (more…)

Sometimes we sit back and reminisce about a certain past. Deep thoughts about the most important moments, the paths we took that changed the course of time,  our course of time. Now,  I sit down and think about those important turns I took that defined my journey. Yes, I spend most of my days thinking about a past that I can’t possibly change.  Yet, it’s hard not to. What if I hadn’t met…  Ok, it…

Everything changes The cacoon opens into a roach And that larvae flies in alluring colours. (more…)

Twenty-four year old Ahmed Garba is a peach of a gentleman. Tall, dark and athletic; the quintessential and eligible bachelor. He bagged a first class degree in Banking and Finance from one of the most popular and reputable private Universities in the country. He is the one and only son of Alhaji S.  Garba,  a foremost businessman in the state. His mum,  Alhaja Mardiyah is well known for her…

Chills ran down my long spine  As I laid against the soft bed  Ears tightly plugged.  Sensual notes poured unrestrained into my eardrums  And I savored the cacophony of alluring sounds  Off my favorite compilation.  (more…)

Mum as usual had prepared dinner in anticipation of my arrival. Rice, with loads of plantain- my favorite. She has this way of pampering me to the extreme whenever I get back home after a long absence. I knew the period of grace would end by the birth of a new morn, so I reveled in the comfort of the moment. I had dinner and left her in the sitting room on the pretext that I was tired and had to…

   #Team200 What can I say, it’s been a brilliant year for me. Fun and adventurous to say the least; and what’s more, I’m blessed with ardent and beloved readers, likers, sharers and commenters. I don’t really think y’all know how important you are to the growth of this blog and indeed mine. To put it mildly, you’ve been my muse, my inspiration and my drive. Long may it continue. Your supports…

   I spent a couple more weeks in school after my final defense (which I aced), saying my last goodbyes to friends and packing up. My hostel mates especially found it hard to believe I was finally leaving. I could see the hurt in their eyes as I emptied my room one cloth at a time. Banjo would definitely miss my dinner. Dad was supposed to come pick me up on that Saturday but he made up some…

   Sometimes I think about you Especially at the break of dawn And when I’m bored. Sometimes my thoughts drift Especially at dead dusk And when I’m idle. (more…)

   My husband and son are die hard Star Wars and Iron Man fans. They are so addicted to the movies that I had to sit through a couple of episodes to fully understand why. They would talk on ends about the Jedi of the far away galaxies, the ‘lightsaber’ and how the iron man precisely shoots laser from his ‘iron suit’. I honestly believe they would do anything, absolutely anything to get their…

    I had always thought the concept of love and loving someone were supposed to be more fun and rosy. I had listened with rapt attention how my friends went on and on about what a beautiful thing love was. Yes, it stings you at first then it begins to sooth you. For me, I guess it was all twisted on its head. The ugly thing blew warm, enjoyable air before taking chunks out of my size eight body.…

Mon Insecte D’amour

     My love bug, Where are you? I admit I’ve not been on a conscious search But that’s only because I’ve never had to consciously seek. (more…)

   Magic abounds In the dead of the night In the silence of the dusk And the solitude of the emerging dawn,  Thence I find my steel Thence I find my steals. (more…)

   I hate to think Segun broke up with me because of his friends. Thinking about it now, he never actually introduced me to any of his friends but he knew all of my immediate friends. All the times we met in school, he was usually alone or having left the company of his friends to see me. I never stopped to think to much about it then though. Even my friends were questioning why he never took me…

   To be still Or to roam I cannot choose. For when it is free And finally here After ages of waiting And wanting, It feels so trite A certain excitement is lacking Something seems amiss. I’m torn between Silence and words I cannot choose. For you crave my words You require my action But I choose not to Not to give you that satisfaction Or perhaps closure. Let my silence Make you wonder, Tarry in…