Thursday, 24 June 2021
Flat Line
Monday, 10 December 2018
Limbo
We are not alive...We are surviving within our minds
Wrapped inside a cocoon made of flesh and bone
Dancing naked in a forest full of fairies and wolves
Dreaming of heaven, that we are in heaven
Breathing against the shadowed walls of our past
An illusion of life
Daring the reign of our unhinged souls
Seeking solace in blind faith and promises that are uncertain
Tuesday, 6 November 2018
Dark Gloom
She knew not how it was, but with the first glimpse of sundown came the evil leer of thee fatigued shadow,It was laying low, unnoticed in her room.
With thy smile a sense of insufferable gloom settled within her.
The cold settled around, sinking in her a sickening feeling that brought heat to her toes.
This thing that unnerved her so - what was it?
It certainly couldn't be the fear of the night...
For therein she thrived.
So she turned to religion and pondered weak and weary... seeking answers beyond this realm,
As the clouds turned dark, a figure cloaked in black
Approached,inviting her to death's bosom
Thus demanding from her a drop of water, for death is thirsty work...
Written By: Atila
Monday, 8 October 2018
Grey Hour
Thursday, 5 July 2018
This Pot of Beans Life by Seyi Awonaike
His questions left me with questions too.
All because God didn’t grant him his heart desires.
All these while he never for once let go his child's body. Begging and cursing.
Monday, 16 October 2017
Death's Fear by Atila
I felt the overwhelming presence of Her Aura, I knew she was there ready to take me and eager to engulf me, but unsure as to whether or not she should fight me. I knew she was there and without doubt I turned wanting to stare back at her and intentionally I inhaled the feel of her presence.We both got guts but not enough to confront each other, because if she had stayed, I would have been ruined, I figured she felt the same way too for I couldn't feel her no more.
With her, went the stench of Death....
By: Atila
Monday, 31 October 2016
Sekinah. (سكينة)
Forgive me, for at this stage we might not really flow. Forgive me, for now that I write, I write for my soul. Forgive me, but I don't really care if you do. I've gone too far with my eyes at the back of my head. I've come too far, still I am scared the light will blind my eyes. I've come this far it's time I open my lids.Tick Tick, Tock Tock, sounds that mounts fear in my heart. Tick Tock Tick Tock I am scared to open my box. Tick Tick, Tock Tock, what do I really want?
I pray my day to come, a time when I can shed the skin I have acquired over the years. A time when all I will need is (سكينة)Sekinah.
Please forgive me that I ask this of you. Please take me for I don't want to choose. Take me and take our pick.
Friday, 23 September 2016
Lonliness
Loneliness
A quiet night it is,
Sounds of crickets filled the air,
The swooshing curtains,
Cold shivers, as the breeze pierce through my skin.
In the company of my thoughts,
Going as quickly as they come,
Imagination swirling round,
Couldn't focus on one,
The feeling of solitude.
By : Atoyebi. M . Kehinde.
Friday, 2 September 2016
Dark Matters
Monday, 18 July 2016
2- Inferno by Awonaike Seyi
Flash of light almost blinding, pure darkness so relieving.The devil's kiss dangerously tempting,
I swear, I could taste the sweetness promised,
The sweetness I longed for but dare not pursue
For I was doomed enough.
Shadows, all dark all around me.
Their breathes foggy.
All they had was holes as eyes,
They made me want to scratch my eyes out, I did...
Friday, 8 July 2016
1- Inferno by Awonaike Seyi.
And in this fire, I was cold. Bitterly so.Demons as companions, the roads all mapped out.
Golden blaze, pretty pain, I was doomed. Still am.
Fire or ice, pity am stuck with Fierce
No escape, the tides already too high
Walls closing and choked up lungs
Unstable minds, merciless souls pleading...
by: Awonaike Seyi
To be continued......
Friday, 29 April 2016
The promise by Awonaike Seyi.
He had an accident, he is in Igbobi she told me, he has been there for three days no, the rest was a blur
I would heal for him. But when I saw him, I knew I didn't have such strength
I know how it sounded like, but it was no one's love to live and it was no one's love to judge. His eyes kissed me and I cried cause I knew I would have to let him go
I knew that, that was his limit, I knew he hated himself for what he was doing to us both, but I also knew that I had to forgive him so that he would forgive himself. I knew that. Either way, we were both wicked and cruel but we loved it so... No you cannot go... I pleaded one last time though it choked on my sobs, you cannot leave me, Seth please
Wednesday, 27 April 2016
Mirrored Me by Awonaike Seyi.
For I do not obey a single ruleMy back is turned to them,
Then, why am I here?
The things I want, things I crave for are hard to come by
The nightmares keep coming and,
As usual, I dine with my ancestors
Never feeling threatened
Even when I don't intend to
It's a sign, I know it's a bad sign
Why am I here?
Am mad, finally it has happened.
I fidget, cos I can't take it no more.
My neck is stiff, I made it so it won't turn,
It's robotic, the panic I feel hidden deep within

Am mad, I can't think straight,
I need a box to rest my brain,
A lock to keep my head,
And a body bag to store my flesh,
My soul needs to roam a little
It's cage is getting too small, too fast
An inch tighter and poof! I would be engulfed
Words I don't understand almost falling out of my mouth
Yet I wasn't praying,
I couldn't pray,
I can't pray
I can't even beg the devil
For he is beneath me.
Alas! I am mad and still can't think straight
Still looking looking for the box to rest my brain
The lock for my head,
And body bag to store my flesh.
My soul needs to roam a little
Dreams are no longer enough
My eyes are heavy with unspoken emotions,
As I sit, the statue in the white room
My shadow is beneath me
I do not loook down
Another might pop up
I hear myself scream in a high pitched voice
Yet no sound
I struggle to be calm,The charade has to go on... This is the Mirrored ME.
Tuesday, 19 April 2016
Burning Skull by Awonaike Seyi
Now feel my scorn!
You wanted to win by all meansForgeting I spare no excuses
Time to feel my heat
And dance to my whistle
Time to burn at my stare.
And in all these
Believe me , I will hold you close
Your head will never be far from my bosom
You would feel my tears ,
Tears you invited
And they will burn like acid
Upon your head
And melt your soul , until it vanishes
Then you would see, the cost of your deceit
My angry skull ....
Thursday, 14 April 2016
Maybe by Obiora Enedu
It's been months since we last spoke,
Even longer since I seen you..
I hear a couple of rumours from your people ,saying you are doing good and I understood the new you....
I blank out everything ,just so I can not remember your face but then i scroll down my picture folder and see that simple face with a lovely smile and that mad ass dimple, and everything begins to flood back in and I start reliving the best of our days...
I call this peom MAYBE because that's all you get by the end.... Maybe if I tell my friends that am over you and that I can not go through this pain again cos at the end of the day there's really no gain, maybe it would hurt less ,regardless of the fact that it's was all my fault.
Maybe If i stop going for my mile stone walks thinking about all the ways I could let you know that I truly still care but then I remember that you really don't care if i really truly care ,at least that was the last thing you said to me ....maybe if I stop going through your facebook page even tho I know you're never on it, maybe I could get some kinda closure "MAYBE" ....
Maybe I should just ring you with a withheld number so i could hear your voice ,maybe I should just be honest and call you with my number ,maybe I should stop staring at your number and just call you ...., so I do call with a withheld number just to hear your voice .... And here I am thinking I could not relate to Drake ,that's a good lie , cos the woman I would try ,is happy with ......... You get the picture
Maybe if I stop talking to all them girls about the future and actually take a leap of faith and throw myself out there and take a chance with someone new today, MAYBE this pain would go away, or MAYBE if I stop thinking about how special what we had was and how I don't see how you and I can ever find another US again, maybe I could live again...
Maybe this is fictional, maybe it's not...MAYBE am in pain ,maybe am not , MAYBE I still do care. Or maybe I don't ,maybe this is just a way to kinna get you back just "MAYBE" ... But no matter what the "maybe" could be ,one "Maybe" that's should never be a "Maybe" is that "Maybe I wish you well" cos there should never be a Maybe in that... Cos I do know I wish you well....*peace*
Monday, 14 March 2016
Pay Day by Awonaike Seyi
He was different for he took his time. He was better than good and I wished for a second to keep him but just for a second. We huffed and puffed, moans and groans, every drop of sweat was worth it. Maybe he would be happy after death or not. I cared less. In revenge I will be complete , thinking how he paid without knowing and how he still will pay. He doesn't remember but once raped always raped . He stole my soul and now, his is mine to take. He started it all , the anguish and pain caused will now be his to swallow and slowly I reach down sensing he was close to bliss reached for his "precious " and sliced it up!!!
Thursday, 21 January 2016
Guilty Pleasures by Tory.
As I drove the car, I could hear in my head the sounds you made,
I could hear her moan and scream,
I imagined how you did it, how you entrusted her with your thrusts,
how much believe she had for your penetrations.
You are so good at drilling holes... holes in hearts.
This heart was stone,
It became ice and you brought a sun along,
now its all dry.
Relate to that, relate to the hot hurt,
Relate to the bruises,
Relate to the fire and the burns,
Relate to the scars and masks I had to wear to cover the marks.
It was years of tears and tears upon tears.
You would pick up your fists and put them on me
and I would pick up my sweat notes and keep them in your account.
I wouldn't spend as I please except it would please you.
I would live for you so you won't leave me.
I left because she was under your aggressive body.
I came back because I have been there before,
Under my mother's lover, under my best friend's man,
I came back because I can't stand another woman go through what I did with you,
No woman is as strong as I am.
Is this being selfish or am I concerned about your thrust....
Monday, 18 January 2016
Unaffected by Awonaike Seyi.
Swayed left, swayed rightPush me to my doom
It awaits me with glad hearts
How dread dared to show face,
Infuriates me,
Challenging the strong holds of my mind,
Making doubt a nuisance to my soul.
But in all, rigid was all I was
Swayed left, swayed right
In these, the wind I felt
Thunderstorms all around
It swept me not
Tho to deny my garment's weakness,
I cannot,
Cos that's all it got
I remained shameful,
But naked in pride.
Wanting to feel me and be me,
Questions almost asked..
Journeys almost venture..
But no! I've refused to park my bags
Comfort now is family
And still I'm standing
Swayed left, swayed right,
For unfailingly
I stand rigid
For in silence it's cold I'll catch
Wednesday, 13 January 2016
The Untitled Thief by Ruben Okorhi.
His eyes are deepened with pain looking pale, like a man lost in the arms of a foreign woman, who by the way she is. She happens to be the white Shade Akunle by name whose aim to get married to the rich old man, what can we say "Youth of today", all they think of is this senseless rich dads plan -
My style is not like these young ladies *while she spoke her son comes in*
Na wa ooo, folks be hotting, just take a look at mama she wouldn't even admit she is sixty, all she does is make up and party with those old for age, young for body friends of hers, well I am glad I have her this way than in a stool forming diabetic - Tobi speaks.
*By the way he is the first born male child of mama who ran off for over fifteen years and later returned with that young woman who mama hates*
The single, local, puppy face - Shade looks away, slowly unconsciously preparing to hit mama at a spot she never thought anyone knew, late at night she moves close to mama and taps her calls with those rich politicians only to find out that she was sleeping with them for money (Cheap coin). *In surprise she quickly records her conversations* waiting for mama to stroke her again.
Tola, my soft sister, sexy at night, blasting hot by the morning, how you do this thing I don't understand- Tobi speaks. You know I can't come and kill myself, or do you want to marry me ni? Abegii, let me look good for my man.
Sister you don't have to put too much in it, your foundation is too much, you are looking like a living walking dead body who is being pushed on a rail. Abi all those your friends don't tell you the truth ba? Well better adjust if not you would remain single forever and later see yourself in front of the church, yes that reminds me, do you even go to that local assembly around the corner or them done close am? *laughs out loud and moves to Shade*
Shade all you do is eat and move about, who do you know around here that you always go out to see? -Tobi speaks.
Yes! I know, please just go and get what you want, on her way to the market she had a call from her client who is friends to Mama and was out for a three sum (2 girls and a man sex), Mama been tagged first and Shade tagged second and Empiro the host, what could go wrong?
Mama who was in the bathroom did not see when Shade entered and from the tub she shouted *Empiro is my mate in*, with joy he replied Yes!!!
Now mama comes out, Shade was by the wardrobe yet to see who her mate was, she takes off her top and walks in the tub without seeing mama naked covered with the duvet. Shade quickly moves out her bra and her pointed nipples were all turned and ready for her mate and the feel of the African Cucumber. She takes her bath and comes out with a transparent robe which clearly showed her G-string and her bra-less top.
Back home Tobi and Tola rattling over a simple movie on Z-world talking over Pinto and its controversial acts. They wondered where Shade was and no one had heard from mama, meanwhile Empiro who is the host of the dramatic 3sum was infected with AIDS, what would become of Mama and Shade?
Monday, 11 January 2016
The Familiar . by Somto aka (Deli'lah)
I'm having a blistering headache...It's exactly 2:48pm on a wet Thursday afternoon...
Why?! Why?! Why?! I scream but only in my head
(After all I'm inside a bank)
Why the fuck do I do this to myself?
So much so, that I've done it for so long and now another is doing it to me,
(And trust me this has been going on for a while)
That part of me that craves thus black hole,
That bottomless, dark depth..
The fact that nothing I put affects it's width...
Only pain makes it grow...
I'm having a blistering headache
Diamond bank! I will not close shop with you!
I must have been... No..
I am comfortable with it, that only those that offer it become my source of "happiness"
God dammit! I need a smoke!
Why will the other send me what is meant for another?
Why will the other mock my self will and then act all unknowing!
You knew what this will do to me!
And now because of this new layer of blackness I will not leave...
I don't want to leave... I like it here...
I'm having a blistering headache...,
The manager apologizes and thanks me for my patience,
He's gracious...
It's exactly 3pm on a wet Thursday afternoon
The pain has become a welcome relief...
Hello friend...
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