Of Ancient Fields And A Harvest Of Words
It’s thirteen days into the New Year and I can’t boast of the “ideal” New Year’s Resolution. This has nothing to do with me forming ‘woke’ like the folks who consider others immature for...
Elyon's Paradise
Someday, We Die…
When I was sixteen, I had a near-death experience. I had been battling chronic typhoid and Malaria for days but refused to tell mom and dad because I didn’t want to undergo the torture...
The Burden of Shame
The day I saw Dare’s tears, I was scared. In spite of my activism for the free expression of our human frailty, I was yet to accept that people like Dare cry. It was...
For Things I Don’t Deserve
This week, there’s been an overwhelming consciousness of peace, the abiding presence of Yahweh. I wake up each day with thanks on my lips. Nah, not the usual religious lingo used to spice up...
A Dance In The Deep
If storms were friendly, you could’ve been buddies. Each day some unfortunate event seems to strengthen your bond. The world thinks you both are an item, some inseparable pair cruising misery. Sometimes, you think...
Before You Sing That Song…
What is the most important part of a song? There, is one question that’ll see the last generation of music enthusiasts. There is an uneven divide between which amongst lyrics and melody, overrides other...
Forgive Me Dear Blogging Counsellors, I Don’t Have a Niche
I once loved being called a blogger. Like “singer”, “songwriter”, and “poet”, “blogger” is a name I’d wanted etched on my personality. Blogging seemed like a forte, like some shield against the insults society...
Twelfth Day Blues
On the twelfth day of the New Year My true love sent to me Twelve drummers drumming La la la la la La la la la la… Five golden rings… Twelve Days Of Christmas...
THE LOVE THAT CHANGES EVERYTHING
You are a lion. Your folks told you so. They did when they discovered your strengths, and the zeal with which you maximise them. They observe, as you with finesse devour obstacles- a feat...
WHEN FEELINGS BLOSSOM
Does it always have to visit? I mean, that season of the year when feelings blossom like lilies in the field, When heavy downpours Make mockery of our single status In cold and lonely...