Fabled City of Gold Alive by Titi Alake
No more! Do not call us a dark continent. We have emerged as lotus from murky soil; damn the loamy, damn the sandy; our cleansing tool has germinated from degraded…More
Author: Titi Alake
Nightingale
by Titilope Alake I want to be a beautiful bird Precisely..Odidere Odidere and its flashing wonders With its garments of bright colours Then I shall call a show…More
Poetry | ILE by Titilope Alake
Ile Awon kan ko ra won jo Won ni awon fe ba oke sota Oke oje Oke omu Oke ni ori eyin enin tin rin Some converged With the notion…More