Flowers And Fireworks

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 6 Flowers & fireworks there are no charts to love just like there are no charts to light yet seabirds will fill fractured hearts with lullabies & the echoes of heaven’s harp, yet your…

The Magic of Loving

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 5 The Magic of Loving Anike, is it the way our hearts carry thunderstorms from dawn to dusk & not break or the way our chemistry is so heavy & would still float after…

Rain Of Roses

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 4 Rain of roses they say love is what happens when the heart shuts itself into aesthetics of bliss. my hand is a bowl of ice & smoke finding music in whatever ices &…

Synchronization

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 3 Synchronization the english man said it is the way morning birds are eloquent in the language of dawn nesting from one tree to another in harmony with time, with a song erupting from…

And The Voice Said God Is Love

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 2 & the voice said God is love my bone chuckled into a torrent while the voice chiseled out your face out of a wall hard as the wildness of dusk: this is how…

And When I Say I Love You

By Olabisi Abiodun Akinwale: Butterflies- Day 1 & when I say I love you i do not mean the love vended on the front page of a newspaper, that my country cannot afford without a bloodshed, one with a body…

The Guitar Girl Thinks About My Country

By Olabisi Akinwale: The Guitar Girl Thinks About My Country as a slab you cut water with knife & watch news bulletins creep into your vein & slower the music in your blood, & as a broken dream stitched with…

AGATHA

By Njionye: Agatha was an ocean In whose salty solitude fishes won’t survive nor does her tranquil shores desire company Her soothing breeze are Sorrowful emission of stretched sigh and outburst jeopardy But oceans are beautiful even in storms She…

Une histoire d’amour

By Abdul Quadri Oyerinde: Une histoire d’amour A lost soul He lives but hardly talks He is waiting for her In front of this photo of former times He, he is not crazy He believes in it, that’s all He…

WOMANHOOD

By Jessy: ❀ Cultivated as an ideal of womanhood, ❀ Ferocious and brave she stands. ❀ She is beautiful, that we know, ❀ Courageous, not concealed. ❀ When she walks, the people adore; ❀ In honour of her beauty, the…