Blogging series 6: Never have I ever

by Dyna Ekwueme Picture gotten from-Runningaway –WRITTEN FOR THE THINGS AND PEOPLE I LUSTED FOR Being vulnerable about my fantasies and sexual cravings for certain kinds of profane words and touch that emits all kinds of vibrations in my writing. Never have I ever been found writing about my wants for ¬†someone else, someone who…

Blogging series 5: The spirit behind “I am”

by Marvel Augustine Picture gotten from- siouxlander In life you go through a conditioning process, it creates a mindset (habitual) overflowing with ‘I AM NOTs’. I’ll throw in more light here, take for example; as a young girl of nubile age but you seem to have a broken relationship always, you find yourself with the wrong men and…

Blogging series 4: Forest of Promise

by Aiidee Sinclair I was on my way to Bonny Island to see a relative. We had boarded a ship and sailed off. After about 35 mins we heard fired gunshots.¬† Picture gotten from-Thailand “what is the problem?” I asked one of the cabin crew.” our ship is under attack by a group of gangsters…

Blogging series 2: The broken man

by Tom junior Picture gotten from-Brokenabstract The broken man laid in his room He starred at the ceiling and created his own stars He engulfed himself in the warmth of his hand He ignored the pains and survived, but never forgot what caused him pain. The broken man wiped the unending tears from his eyes…

Evidence: In My Own Skin

I don’t know what’s hidden behind your own pigment. As an individual, I can’t speak for your own representation, the way you want the world to see you, the way you choose to feel. Picture gotten from-BlackandWhite I use “I”. I use it because as a person, you are allowed what you are, your opinions,…

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…

For every wasted pain

Pain is divine pain is growth pain is a drug pain is a kind of touch pain lives pain is an experience Picture gotten from-Syria For every wasted pain, there is divinity, there is growth, you heal, you feel, you have the courage to move on and live your life but most importantly, you learn….

what’s your shame? #13

Most people hold back goodness because their hearts are burdened When you lighten what your heart carries, when you worry less and when you exhibit a cheerful character, you find it really easy to put smiles on people’s faces. Life is a walk of shame. People would only show you what they need you to…

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…

One Man

Poem of the beginning of an end