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Night Files: On the Bus

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Lost; staring at her as she slept so calmly, leaning on the dirty bus window. She must have been pretty exhausted as she slept immediately she got into the bus. She looked so peaceful, sleeping away all her sadness. She heaved a sigh in her sleep as though she had heard his thoughts. She tried to adjust in the uncomfortable bus seat while holding her arms around her shoulders, obviously cold from the heavy downpour a couple of minutes back.  Read the rest of this entry »

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DTM: Of Bicycles and Adulting

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Growing up in a quiet neighborhood,  one of my best moments was riding my bicycle around the serene streets. I and my friends often raced each other, doing so with hearty laughs and childish gusto.  Riding was freedom for me, I had no care in the world, I’d just paddle on and on, round and round till mom called me home.  Read the rest of this entry »

Night Files- Mirror Mirror

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Mirror mirror on the wall 
Who is the fairest of them all
None shall before me stand tall 
All proud and self loving will fall
Mirror mirror on the wall
Surely I am the fairest of them all 
Strong, handsome and tall
With me none can brawl
Oh foolish mortal how vain
You are of all most mundane
Ashamed you should certainly be
Of what behind the curtain you see
Peel back I say the veneer 
At you even the dead sneer
Mirror mirror on the wall 
Who then is the fairest of them all
Verily I say none at all
For same Icarus suffered a great fall
Musings of a not so perfect poet
(sage)
 

Why do you do what you do?

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There are some people you meet in life and just know that you’re gonna do all you can to fight for them to remain a part of your life. One of such people is my soul sister. Read the rest of this entry »

DTM: Of Rain Blues

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How has your week been?

Mine has been rainy really. And with every droplet comes the dampness and the blues. If you listen closely you can hear the heavy sighs of souls arching or maybe that’s just the sound of Lagosians dealing with crazy traffic. Whatever it is though, the blues are here but we can’t let ’em stay. Read the rest of this entry »

DTM: Of Froyos and Sunshine

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of froyosI remember our first date. We were having coffee. I sat across from him, miles away. He didn’t even know me, but to me, he was an open book ready to be feasted upon by my ever curious eyes. I searched through depths of his mind- reading post after post. He was intriguing, I thought to myself. He became the muse and today, I’m borrowing his concept to bring DTM. Read the rest of this entry »

DTM: Pause, Rewind, Fastforward

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Hi guys!

It feels like forever, doesn’t it?  I haven’t been at my literary best of late and I also had to take a time off to review my blogging processes. I would talk more about it in this post.    Read the rest of this entry »