The Girl of My Dreams

Over 3 decades ago… She sat across the table from me at the senior staff canteen  Staring me in the face, her gaze seemed to pierce my soul in a warm way This ebony beauty! All mine to behold! In a soft and balanced voice, she asked “What is your name?” Still shell-shocked, I muttered…

Stop with all the Nigerian accent BS

God, I hate all these “Nigerian accent” things…there’s no such thing as a Nigerian accent for crying out loud! We don’t even speak the same native language or share the same ethnicity. You can’t tell me I sound like Musa, your Hausa neighbor, or Chika, your Igbo aunt. I don’t even sound like Iya Kasala,…

Giving Away

Another piece written by my mother in celebration of my 21st birthday (18-02-1995). Enjoy…💛 – Omolajipe, my daughter, I am not afraid to let go of your hand knowing you have to hold on to another. I’m content with sharing your heart. I have done the nurturing and I have all the confidence that you…

Birthday Blessings: Omolajipe

A beautiful piece written by my mother in celebration of my 21st birthday (18-02-1995). Enjoy… 💛 – Dateline February 18, 1995… Unto me a beautiful feminine gift was given. Fragile, but very beautiful. And I’m the custodian, for life! Wow! What a divine privilege. Over the next few years, as I began to unwrap this…

Anticipation

the candle burns out  the oil in the lamps nearly dry  but still we wait oh yes, wait we do • the sun sinks lower into the clouds the day grows a little darker our shadows, a little larger but still we wait • the song starts to slow the laughter, it slowly dies down…

Guitarman

I see the veins, like vines, stretching out on his left arm. From my angle, I see the depression on each finger, impressions left behind by the strings he holds down as he strums away with the other hand. He looks my way, and for a second I indulge, letting myself believe he sees me,…

Want

It draws me in, like a lamb to the slaughter. My naïve mind unaware of the consequences, or maybe just choosing to ignore them. My conceited body craves and begs for this depravity. I am reduced to a simple minded man, begging with no shame at all. I try to turn away, to tell myself…

Hope

I dream of a tomorrow bright and shiny, borne from a yesterday gloomy and bleak. I envision a future ripe with plenty, to quench the hunger of the past, sate this thirst I was born into. I see a time to come with joy and dancing, atonement for suffering and strife of days gone past….

The Madness Inside

There are no words quite suitable to describe the emotions that course through my being daily. I could liken some to a sinking…but, really, without a bottom to sink to. Sort of like falling through the black hole, but with the sinking sensation. I could liken some to the feeling of nothingness. Like feeling it…

“You Have No Right to Insult Nollywood”

Hello everyone! Happy new month 🙂 I hope the new year has been good to you and yours so far. Well, apart from January not wanting to end though lol…but we thank God it’s finally February. Many birthdays too! ^.^ Anyway, the reason for this piece is besides all that. I’m angry today actually. I…

Movie Talk: The Hannibal Lecter Franchise

Perks of having a “movie-addict” husband? One, you get to watch and have intelligent discussions about movies, cinematic techniques, plot development, etc. Two, you will NEVER run out of movies to watch. And this is no exaggeration. 😶😶 Anyway…so I thought to myself, hey, I have seen some pretty amazing movies, why not do a…

I miss my friends…

Sometimes, I miss my friends. Most times. There are so many of them I see today, and they have grown into such beautiful, intelligent, strong women. And I just want to tell them how amazing they are, and how I miss them and our friendship. But I don’t know how to start, and I don’t…