Flesh by Laura Minning

Dreams are meant to be fulfilled, and dreams are meant to be shard.   That’s what he thought. That’s what he always wanted.   He was so full of life. His soul was free, but his body was weighted with illness.   His heart grew heavy with each passing day, but he never gave up, … Continue reading Flesh by Laura Minning

What Was Your Favourite Poem From This Book?

    Here's what the poet, Eriata Oribhabor,has to say: Since the inauguration of PIN Ijaye Ojokoro (Farmhouse CC) where I publicly announced that days of free books are gone and practically ensured that members of PIN Central Network bought copies of my book including my good friend, Chike Ofilli, I have literarily "harassed" my … Continue reading What Was Your Favourite Poem From This Book?

Laudationes Vindictae (Eulogies of Karma)

Lo,body and soul,this land,I beseech thee confer concession, Ever returning tides,sweep these ashes,bid us voyage across distance and time, Oft-regressive gale, serenade sweet melodies,grant asylum to these misfated lot, Heaven-gifted furnace,immerse our trandescendants in golden rays of unflickering optimism. Pray thee,grant us respite,for brutish men reign sovereign in our lands. O vale of tears,toppling mountain … Continue reading Laudationes Vindictae (Eulogies of Karma)


The day when car parts smelled like rusty tracks, levelled to nothingness like lava on the city of Pompeii,the state fell to its knees in pitiful manred. The day when rice fields smelled like a symposium of cadavers,immersing the earth in deep red hemorrhage,that perhaps vengeance might be granted to them,my brother joined the choir … Continue reading Twilight

Accept My Apologies

To Generation Unborn... Listen; I'm sorry that your little eyes may hold so much pain and atrocities,that your feeble body may never be held for as long as you deserve. I'm sorry that you'll be emotionally distressed and mentally vulnerable at such a tender age. I'm sorry that society has taken much more than it … Continue reading Accept My Apologies

To The Boys Who Would Date My Daughter

​ To the boys who would date my daughter I haven't met her mum Maybe I have met her But she is laying somewhere there in her mum's belly And I am proudly waiting For her She'll met daddy soon And I and her mum Would be so proud of her. I bet you can't … Continue reading To The Boys Who Would Date My Daughter

Voices Within Monographs.

In this library alone I sit, Quiet and respite I seek, In shelved thoughts I find my muse, Every word,my spirit amuse, In delightful unison,my fingers lift, The letters ,my eyes caress, The smell of history, my heart accepts, But wait, The silence is no more, The sweet piercing silence is no more, Now I hear … Continue reading Voices Within Monographs.