A long life race, like the click of the shutter, every shot a perfection in itself except what previously was is also perfect… Perfection then becomes overrated. A longing for something better, cause what was best was best only for yesterday, today holds...
Think good thoughts, drown yourself in an ocean of happy dreams, block out the bad overwhelming cloud that wishes to engulf your day of happiness… be grateful for life,somewhere, somehow, someone currently has it worse than you do. These are part of the...
I am polychromatic. I experience things in full color definition, I see the world and all the little color pecks that switch variations when you throw open and close the window covers in a house. I am ‘photographically’ monochromatic. I love to portray...
Asking Otosi to stand on the edge of an unprotected stairwell emphasized the reason health ministry’s advice on protected sex should be adhered to; one mistake and you’d be sulking all your life. More importantly, it was facing my fears. You see, I am...
Back in Calabar and it’s a juxta-composition of emotions. A return to the feeling of uncertainty and insecurity and if there’s someone who connects and completely understands this; it’s Ubi Ofem. Ofem is a poet, an artiste in his own right. In a town...
They say you don't know what you got until you lose it but for someone who's got a lot and lost said 'lot', trust me when I say; "I know what I've got". Hi, my name is Ufana Ishoyor and if you're reading this, then know I have a problem. It's more of...
It was 6:17 am when Kola woke up that morning, looked at me and said "Guy sleep, It's not that serious" and over the long run, he'd repeat this phrase as though reminding himself... and me that no matter the current hassle, Nothing was ever really serious....
From his perspective* Maybe it was because I was nervous or I was trying to impress her but I know I was well dressed to school that Monday. There was this uneasy feeling that was in the air; "Why had I sent the text?", "What if she says no?" or worse;...
Love is an itch in the ass. It's annoying until you itch back, then it starts to feel strangely good, annoying but nice, like ice cream; sweet alongside the brain freeze, like sex; painful but pleasurable. In love, there's always a mix to the feeling;...
From Her Perspective; To me, He was the weird giant who gave me bone crushing hugs every time he saw me. Fast forward to knowing him better, he became the tall boy who I strangely got along well with. There was an unmistakable connection between us, one...
*From his perspective Like all things created, there was a beginning, the planting of a seed now sprown, the emergence of a fountain, the aftermath of deeds behind closed doors, the birth of a force... Growing. 18th August 2015, surrounded by unknown...
If Steven Spielberg and Michael Bay aren't somehow connected to that fantasy, then I totally don't want to live it. I love to live their fantasies simply because it gives me a break from a truth that already I've owned, but what is real is real and after...
* At 5, His Aunt took him into the room, shut the door and forced him into fisting her then she beat the crap outta him for not pleasing her enough but his story was heard and not listened to because he told it some 17 years later in a room of crowded...
Everybody looku looku see what the Lord has done for me. He picked a lowly sinner like me and blessed me, a little cub and He gave me a Tigress. As I listen to Sammie Okposo turn up here at the Bethel Rock Gospel Concert, I can't help but count my blessings......
Love, Hate... It's all a matter of perspective. What happened might provoke a different reaction from a different person. Why we judge people isn't certainly ascertained yet. We know that the scripture admonished that we not judge our neighbors but pray...