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Speak Up

Silence is not always golden When it comes to caution and discipline, silence may be an adversary. Take, for example, seeing a kid who rides bicycles on the busy road and deciding not to warn him of the hazard. Also, consider not calling the police instead preferring to record or watch gang violence across the… Continue reading Speak Up

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Try Again

This piece is tilted more to advise. Dear friends, ever failed? Try again. Try Again Ever tried and failed? Try again Ever loved someone But it went down the drain? Don’t give up, try again! Ever applied for anything And yet find life wanting? Don’t give up, try again! Ever trusted someone But got disappointed… Continue reading Try Again

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The Deaf Frog

Frogs Can’t Fly The Deaf Frog A story was told in the land of frogs. A competition was organized, and the prize will go to the frog who gets to the top of an electric pole. ”Frogs can’t climb. How can this be? It’s impossible”, many frogs argued amongst themselves. When the whistle was blown,… Continue reading The Deaf Frog

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A Place In My Mind

Sometimes it’s hard to stop a rolling stoneBut whenever it may roll, it always seems to find its way back home. Alex Roe Family Influence I’m bringing a piece of me back. This gift, or ability to write started somewhere. I came from a family of disciplinarians, teachers, and soldiers. The women in my life,… Continue reading A Place In My Mind

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If Cards Tell Tales

There are 52 cards in a deck and each one has a different story Judging Others People assume they know other people’s stories. So in their minds, they already judge people’s characters. Shrek, the 3D cartoon ogre, sadly affirmed that people judge even before getting to know him. This, of course, is because of his… Continue reading If Cards Tell Tales

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My Tiger Stripes By Njabulo N.

Self-Esteem In a world full of racism, competition, and all manner of vices, I chose to care less about people’s opinions of me. Hence I wouldn’t let those take all of my attention. I don’t have the time to worry about what others say in regards to my race, complexion, height, or status. I won’t… Continue reading My Tiger Stripes By Njabulo N.

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Quote: Love

Love knows no colour or creed or nation. It’s a torch that if harnessed properly can heal and overcome anything.

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Muse: Imagination

The fireside is my favorite stage And I’m set to be the entertainment So listen to the fire lick the wood, And to these words and humor Here’s the realm, I created in the mind; A guard musketeer belts his gun, An impatient innkeeper ordering, The butchers to supply some beef, All preparing for the… Continue reading Muse: Imagination

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Poem: Hear The Clouds

The Clouds are Angry Dear friends, as I write this, it’s raining cats and dogs out there and goodness, the cloud is very angry. Have you read the tale of the angry cloud who flooded the earth, whom he accused of stealing his wife? If you haven’t, don’t worry. I’ll tell you about it another… Continue reading Poem: Hear The Clouds

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Tradition of Greeting

In African fables and tales, it’s believed that people have met with good luck just by greeting strangers Welcome to the beautiful morning of June 1st, 2021. By African tradition, it’s formal to say greetings to anyone encountered on the way. Some cultures consider it taboo not to say greetings to people (especially the aged).… Continue reading Tradition of Greeting

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Reflection and Dusk (Poem)

Reflection: Day End & Kindness Why do I like it when it’s day end and the sunsets before my gaze? That’s a question which even a response from me may not explain precisely. Well, I don’t just enjoy the views of the beautiful sunsets alone, I worry about many things too. Each evening is an… Continue reading Reflection and Dusk (Poem)

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Love Poem: Remind Me Again

Why Not Love? Do I need to be in love with someone to write about love? The answer is no! As mentioned earlier in a blog post, I always write about love because of the natural and phenomenal beauty I observe. I’ve trained my mind to see the beauty in everything and anything. Consequently, I… Continue reading Love Poem: Remind Me Again

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Break The Silence by Njabulo N.

Police Brutality Police brutality is a disaster. It’s quite unbearable to watch the ones we entrust with our lives and protection evolve into civil nightmares and agents of dismay. Sometimes it seems that people do not have rights anymore. While there are global protests against police brutality, little is done by government institutions to address… Continue reading Break The Silence by Njabulo N.

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Lullaby: Down By The Riverside

{Shepherd lore…} Down by the riverside, I wait for my flock to graze, I listen to lovely young lambs call out to their mothers, I wait for the sun to set and for the breezy evening to arrive, Thoughts of a warm bed, stacked with hay return to me, Of the night sky, which is… Continue reading Lullaby: Down By The Riverside

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The Story of Love by Arunav Barua

It would be so easy to let go today What was held in the heart yesterday This bond that has found sure essence Of love that beguiles the mind, of sense… Without sense then, let this new flower bloom My heart besotted, wanting you in this room Where I tell you that your beauty sublime… Continue reading The Story of Love by Arunav Barua

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A Kind Charge

Sweet fragrances cling to the hands of those who distribute roses What if you had the power to make the world better, To put a warm coat over someone’s shoulder Or give out polite words and beautiful flowers? Do not hesitate to be kind no matter what the world is turning to.

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Sunset upon the river bend

Sun set slowly above the wood Shadows appear, shepherd dreams; A soft breeze upon evening tide, The smell of sheep dung, Slices of malted bread, Songs from the wine inn, Situated by the river bend, Sober men drink their heart fill, Silent hills, retreating birds, Sally may sing her radio favourite, Something to celebrate our… Continue reading Sunset upon the river bend

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Love Poem: Remember

Love poems weren’t my thing when I first attempted to write. In high school, my English literature teacher saw my war book manuscript, which I still have today (goodness, I have a way with books), and thought I could better write about love. I wasn’t into love, you know – an introvert, nervous in crowds,… Continue reading Love Poem: Remember

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Loving You

Loving you feels like the touch of the calm night breeze,Blowing on the open green fields where roses growLoving you feels like a voyage through the blue sea,Where dolphins, drift with the wind and whistle their songsLoving you will be a blissful dream come trueSuch that we journey together, through our imaginations

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Muse: Night Memories

A silent evening The sun is asleep And the night awake With it, every creature of the dark Burrowing rats, squeaky insects, and birds Country, radio music, dark mists Sweet breeze, lightning, wilderness, Fading fire, lonely happy moment, Where all memories flock There’s a brewing rainstorm, Right from rumbling clouds, Shrieking crickets and night flies… Continue reading Muse: Night Memories

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African Proverb: On The Rat and The Lizard

Igbo: Oke soro ngwere ma mmiri, mmiri guoro ngwere agagi ako oke English: When a rat swims with a lizard, his hairs won’t dry as the lizards. Origin: This proverb is widely used in Igbo land. The aged use this to instruct young people and children, mostly in folktales. Reptiles are good swimmers and can… Continue reading African Proverb: On The Rat and The Lizard

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First Night Rain

This night rain flatter my townShe sneaked up our curtainsAnd let her waves wrestle with themThe breeze blew out the candlelightsWhen the thunder howl in his deep voiceEach time the lightning appearsBe sure to wait for some rumblingYet the downpour clapping outsideJust by the dark and slippery balconyTries to let the pata-pata cover all sound… Continue reading First Night Rain

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‘Sunny’ April: The Good, Bad and Ugly

Ah, sunny April, you remind me of many things. You remind me of love, awful weather, happy moments, and good food! The Good 🙂 It’s usually an all-weather month, the sun rises, but the next minute it’s raining heavily. With the coming rains, and the dust left behind by the receding harmattan there’s enough soil… Continue reading ‘Sunny’ April: The Good, Bad and Ugly

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African Proverb: On ‘Disguising’ Lizards

Igbo: Ngwere nile makpu àfọ n’ala, mana onweghị onye ma nke àfọ n’asa. English: When lizards lay on the ground, no one knows those who have a runny stomach. Origin: This is an Eastern Nigerian proverb. Some fraction of the Igbo nation uses it. The agama lizard just like their reptilian brethren are quadruplets and… Continue reading African Proverb: On ‘Disguising’ Lizards

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Muse: A Tree House Dream

I hope that mankind will one day understand completely that trees are our life Trees are beautiful. Tree shades are my favorite hiding places. The hot noon sun makes me seek these shades where I find extreme relaxation and comfort. It’s quite a delightful thing sitting under a group of trees, on a sunny day,… Continue reading Muse: A Tree House Dream

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The Virus called Racism

Indeed no one deserves to be discriminated against based on race, ideologies, beliefs, and personality. Unfortunately, mankind and his civilization had conquered or are in the process of conquering all kinds of viruses except the greatest of them – racism. If love traveled to another land Then I saw it fly on the wings of… Continue reading The Virus called Racism

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Quotes on Resilience

Fail big! That’s right! – Denzel Washington Stubbornly persist, and you will find that the limits of your stubbornness go well beyond the stubbornness of your limits – Robert Brault I never lose! I either win or learn! – Nelson Mandela When a man sticks to his dreams he will eventually meet with great success.… Continue reading Quotes on Resilience

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Woman

Dear woman, I smile when I recall what you depict, who you are and the peace you represent. Woman, life-giver A grand masterpiece of nature, Life bespoke of elegance, Of glamour, a living golden statue Fear what it could be When life has no she When we assume maybe Woman, lover She brings peace to… Continue reading Woman

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Happy Mother’s Day

It’s Mother’s Day in my local church, Methodist Church Nigeria. I had published this piece a year ago and here is a revised one. My words alone can’t express my warm feelings for mothers. I had been raised by amazing women who taught and still teach me in one way or another. This amazing gift… Continue reading Happy Mother’s Day

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Night Poem: The Messenger and His Gong

Kokookoroko kokorokoro A greeting calls from afar, Children ran out excited As if the message was for them But then, who knows? Heads up, let’s listen Kumkum korookom Another beat rings out Pushing the mild hit Into the ears of the heaviest village sleeper ‘Oh how cute, it is the King’s messenger’ ‘A tall and… Continue reading Night Poem: The Messenger and His Gong

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Happy International Women’s Day

Women are the real architects in the society I’m pleased with the roles women play in bringing worlds together and for the peace and love they represent. I’m happy that the world is waking to the reality that women are significant and must be treated with care, respect, and affection. I’m optimistic to see more… Continue reading Happy International Women’s Day

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African Proverb: On the Child Strapped Behind The Mother

Igbo: Nwata akwô na azú amaghī na ùzó di anya English: A child strapped to the back of the mother does not know the journey is far. Origin: The Igbo people of Southern Nigeria use this adage. In many societies, it’s prevalent to see mothers, young and old, strap their babies behind them, especially when… Continue reading African Proverb: On the Child Strapped Behind The Mother

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Reminiscence by Peniel Gifted

Today, my wings remind me of Africa, of how she would curl Up her birdikins in lonely colours. My eyes running through the four Walls of her pigeonhole, her father’s Angels, wrapped in China Pink’s glitters. Africa made me, yes Africa made me Like the Adobe Lily in her holy Oasis Salty waters flow from… Continue reading Reminiscence by Peniel Gifted

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The Rainmaker’s Poem: Come Rainfall!

Do you want to hear the rain howl in the wind? Then you must come to Africa Here the rainfall is a sport to children And a time to count numerous blessings But if you doubt this, I will make it pour! Come rainfall! Come, dear friend! Send this town scuttling for safety, Let the… Continue reading The Rainmaker’s Poem: Come Rainfall!

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