Happy women’s Day

Picture gotten from-Figurative art To be here, to join hands and to murmur what it’s like to feel this way. To feel like a woman that I didn’t choose to be but of the nature that chose me. Here is to all the days and all the nights I stay with me, with womanhood thinking…

Surviving May June

In all, pleasure sorted itself out in dark corners. I had promised my failures that we wouldn’t cross paths again. My timetable never said otherwise. I lost the weak ones. Those who couldn’t keep up with the wind that came after my very own air. I lost friends, made new ones, met him and kept…

5 Courtesies I learnt from the Brits

This is my third year in the United Kingdom but I still do not know the names of the cereals Brits consume on a daily basis. Not like it’s important but it once was when not knowing them embarrassed me at work. I literally left a lady with a pack of cereal unopened and without…

The dance saved for the last fight

Picture gotten from-Trust territory Were we the maiden’s girls? or just mermaids covered with horse tails? The goat only bleated once but twice, there was neither a sound or an ounce Hurry! babe with those cracking feet so we could bury their guns and soak their teeth It’s you who waved defeat to come and…

365 Days #26

Though the moon it’s time prevails I know of a festive period When the tick tocks unending unmeaning less hour glass abound from its premier to its 12th ember Days and weeks are told, But the sun joins never with the moon. I hear the farmers call afar the seasons far affront My nation calls…

The sixth sense #8

Sometimes I presume that we don’t mean to judge people, our senses overshadow our hearts. You are standing by a busy street distributing flyers for a special occasion, I guess you would tend to give flyers to those that look good and cheerful than those covered in dirt and rags. You are human and its…