Fatigue, I wonder why your name Is as you, Why you stress and bother me Even without an offense I wonder why you break my bones So that I may only feel limp And sit watching the hours fly by You tickle my nose, to mildly snore And breathed on me a heavy sleep
Towards the end of the day I shall lay my head on your thighs To behold the glittering stars
Folklore are tales, legends, superstitions of a particular ethnic population. In Igbo and other African societies, story telling is unique, such that it is a passage to transmit the culture and tradition from one generation to another. These tales generally convey the history, messages and old knowledge. They are meant to teach morals and virtues […]
Love can not be felt When there is strife, When the moods tell foul Love can not be felt When the sails are low Or the winds are hot Love can not be felt When egos are high When words are faint Love is a great virtue That requires selflessness Courage and understanding
Greatness is not a virtue of wealth Nor beauty, nor fame Greatness lies in courage, in faith In change, to become With experience, wise Honest and compassionate
1 I peered through my window pane The morning sun rose radiantly And from a distant plane A smile appeared so glowingly 2 Alas the golden sun arrives trifle shy With the clouds she sailed Growing above the valleys and heights And upon all who on Earth dwelled *** Commentary: This piece is a collaboration […]
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