Nature
Hamzat Omolara Halimot | …but Yearn for Rain | Poetry
Not only the transition of bright to dull in the skyOr the pregnant cloudsBut also the beautiful sightOf white untainted drops from the cloudMakes me love a rainy day. Not only the inviting fragrance of the wet soilOr the drumming beat of the stroke of rainBut also the beautiful sightOf naked children playing with no…
Another Day by Immaculata Abba
Orange clouds merge with the sun-filled spaces amidst leaf shadows on the wall And our whole world becomes one gooey ember Everywhere you look, the light is falling and even
Garden by Sean Stewart
Seeds are planted in barren soil by rough tattered hands, while dreaming of outgrowing This foreign land
She Ruled Lagos from Her Bed by Toyosi Salami
three days of the week Precious mourns her little sister the one who passed far too early
This Heart of Mine by Ezinne Ogwumah
I have too much sympathy for the world, That I fear that I may be blinded from the fact; The heart of man is wicked and the world breeds evil. Just as the man who sits on the road,
Cotyledon by Emma Turner
Cotyledon by Emma Turner I am half girl half boy And it is ok to be ugly here Skirts flapping where we walk
Poem: Freedom by Bello Haneefah
What is the essence of life without air? In this dismal state of despair My heart yearns for the ecstasy That comes with a whoosh of sparkling air That nourishes soul, mind and body. What is the essence of life without air? Not the air that reeks of the blood and sweat O f my…
The Sun Squirts Red Rains by Ehindola Peter
The sun squirts red rains of malediction in re-tri-bu-sun . inhabitants of the water world, of globular congregation arken the hornblower who laments the daybreak at nighfall: you woke the slumbering sun! you blew the firing smoke up beyond!! the heavens!!! Now the sun weeps in agony, waking with eyes red like scarlet,…
The Prey of Insanity
by Omolola Sanusi I am a shadow of the present that lives in the future I sing dirges of hapiness I am looking for the sun of peace that may never shine my dreams are gagged and my visions are dimmed I wander round strangled paths and I hug the darkness of shame I…
Drowning Confluence by Niyi Adekanye
As we hoist our banners of conscience Amongst us they that lower them As we brew our bubbles of consciousness Amongst us they that burst them We With our burdens in our hands We With our rubble on our heads Alone we stand wrecked In the confluence of foe and friend