Baby Poop, Perineum and other Motherhood Things

Motherhood is work and errrr fun. I have had ssome really cool experiences and I have learnt more than I imagined I would. Will like to share some. Enjoy.   It’s not always malaria when it feels like Malaria. I remember being quite sure I had malaria, getting an anti malaria drug and then quite … Continue reading Baby Poop, Perineum and other Motherhood Things

Symphony of Confusion by Osowe Olugbenga (@gbengaosowe)

SYMPHONY OF CONFUSION - Osowe Oluwagbenga Hiohiohiohio Hysterical laughter from the throats of elders, Mocking, The cacophony of voices of their children, Anger’s children, Coherently incoherent in speech, And consistently inconsistent In their convictions, Daggers drawn, bellies receiving Harpoons set, jugulars endangering Swords of words subversively delivered Facts distorted, Truth corrupted, Laughter Kwakwakwakwa Harmonized guffaws, … Continue reading Symphony of Confusion by Osowe Olugbenga (@gbengaosowe)

OF BANKING HALLS AND TRANSACTIONS: A TRIBUTE by Charles Ohia (@9jabloke)

OF BANKING HALLS AND TRANSACTIONS: A TRIBUTE                     Celebration Mode: Lilian Elemchukwu-Ohia When Rihana waltzed into the studio to put together her hit single ‘’We Found Love’’, l want to believe that she didn’t appreciate the depth of the reality inherent in the chorus of that song. This is because even though love is a universally … Continue reading OF BANKING HALLS AND TRANSACTIONS: A TRIBUTE by Charles Ohia (@9jabloke)

Not So Happily Married …. Episode Fourteen (The Final Episode)

Hello Fam, How can I thank you beautiful people? You all have been so wonderful. You made NSHM become this really beautiful thing I never imagined it could be. Alas, the show ends today. I hope you enjoy this final episode as much as you have enjoyed the others. In other news, I will be … Continue reading Not So Happily Married …. Episode Fourteen (The Final Episode)

She by Aje Mofifunoluwa (@rossymorph)

  Flowing with milk and honey Yet her tits are dry like a virgin’s Giant they address her Yet like ant she works They call her home Yet they run away from her Still they say “no place like home” Her colour signifies growth But in corruption and deceits she grows, births and swims Peace, … Continue reading She by Aje Mofifunoluwa (@rossymorph)

BOUND FREEDOM by Mofifunoluwa Aje (@rossymorph)

    Freedom without progress Liberty without achievement Free on the surface, bound in the mind Radiant faces, shallow thinking Surrounded with wealth yet poor Talents lie fallow, still, searching for whom to do what Spinning in tangibility yet looking for irrelevances Diamond folded at hand, but passionately searching for decayed wood Opportunities fly around … Continue reading BOUND FREEDOM by Mofifunoluwa Aje (@rossymorph)

Murphy and Lawrence. You and I (poetry) by ‘Lanre Bucknor (@lordrooz)

What's in this life? A life of strife A life of thrive A life trapped in the wilderness of crime What's in this life? A life of greed Full of lost creeds A life we yearn more than live to be free What's in this life? A life of insincere hajj Of unreal mirage A … Continue reading Murphy and Lawrence. You and I (poetry) by ‘Lanre Bucknor (@lordrooz)

Not So Happily Married….Episode Thirteen

  PLEASE CLICK HERE FOR PREVIOUS EPISODES   If you enjoyed today's post, please take time to nominate the blog on http://nigerianblogawards.com/register2013.php .   No, I didn’t hear right. Boye is going to burst into laughter anytime now and spit in this liar’s face. I thought, glancing at Omoboye. My face fell and I felt tears … Continue reading Not So Happily Married….Episode Thirteen

Not So Happily Married ……. Episode Twelve

click here to read previous episodes of NSHM I could almost hear my heart beat in my chest. How long had he been standing there? He couldn’t have seen anything, could he? If he had seen us, he wouldn't stand here with that needy look on his face. Oh God, what is wrong with me? … Continue reading Not So Happily Married ……. Episode Twelve

A Narrow Passage by Mofifunoluwa Aje (@rossymorph)

Relaxing from the stress of the day in her sitting room, Bolade stretched her spotless legs on the footrest placed in front of her. She was a very hardworking young lady in her early 20s, if not a workhorse, she was close to that. She was so famished that day but she could barely take … Continue reading A Narrow Passage by Mofifunoluwa Aje (@rossymorph)