Poetry |When I Say I Love You| by Abdulhafeez T. Oyewole
When I say I love you, sweetheart,
You should know I really mean it,
I don't fake orgasm when I feel naught.
You should know I really mean it,
I don't fake orgasm when I feel naught.
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Article |MaryJane and a Nigerian Enlightenment| By Kolabomi Adeko
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| Photo credit: Big Think. |
But is marijuana consumption really that destructive? Do the cons outweigh it's pros? Should consumption of marijuana really be a crime? Should it continue to be considered a vice?
News| Nigeria's Romeo Oriogun wins 2017 Brunel African Poetry Prize
Romeo Oriogun from Nigeria has won 2017's £3,000 Brunel International African Poetry Prize for his "complex and ultimately beautiful" writing on masculinity, sexuality and desire in the face of LGBT criminalisation and persecution.
The judges were unanimous in their decision, choosing Oriogun from a shortlist of 10 new poets, in turn selected from nearly 1,200 entries in total. Oriogun only begun writing three years ago but was hailed by the judges "a hugely talented, outstanding, and urgent new voice in African poetry".
News| Abdulhafeez T. Oyewole releases a new poetry title, Air Around Us
As part of this year's birthday celebration package of the Edutainment Presenters, MKO and Prince HTO (Precioustwins), the latter Abdulhafeez Taiye Oyewole (i.e Prince HTO) has released a poetry collection titled Air Around Us- A Collection of Compelling Poems for the reading pleasure of all literary enthusiasts.
Story |Who Lights The Fire?| by Abdulhafeez T. Oyewole
It was last Saturday morning that I received the news from an unknown number about a prize I had just won for participating in The Message Competition- A contest about scribbling ones thoughts in five minutes into any meaningful message, written in any form of writing on the dedicated site for the bout.
Getting updated on how I'd won that amazingly fun competition, I was told their dectective software had analysed the truism of every click, tap, space and press that came through each contestant's electronic inputing device they used to access the site to contest for the prize and they had discovered everyone cheated except few entries that were genuine as mine. And that after thorough examination and cross examination of the 40 shortlist, they found the wow factor they'd expected in my entry.
News| Superstar AOPs, MKO and Prince HTO to mark their birthday with poetry anthology titled Air Around Us
As the birthday of the popular Ilorin finest OAPs is near, the duo of MKO, Abdulmajeed Kehinde Oyewole and Prince HTO, Abdulhafeez Taiye Oyewole (Precioustwins) have revealed their plan to mark their birthday in a grand style.
The birthday which comes up on Saturday, 15th of April, 2017 is promised to be made memorable by the celebrants, as listeners, fans, family and friends are going to be uniquely appreciated.
According to the Edutainers, the day would be celebrated with the listeners to their educative and entertaining radio show, EDUTAINMENT on Radio Kwara 2, Midland FM 99.0, promising that free recharge vouchers would be gifted to the first and last callers to the programme, while all Nigeria's communication airtimes would also be called out for fast fingers on their mid-month show of Saturday, 15th of April, 2017 as it holds on their birthdate.
The presenters also said that they would as well mark the day with their friends and family in Ilorin at a joint to be later disclosed.
Coupled with that, one of Precioustwins, AbdulHafeez T. Oyewole, popularly known as Prince HTO has made known his intention of releasing his second collection of poetry, titled: Air Around Us for free download by all literary enthusiasts world wide as an offering from him to all and sundry.
Prince HTO who said the link to the book will be unveiled on their birthday via his Facebook page, Princehto.com; Edutainment show page, Edutaiment and Precioustwins page, Precioustwins, urged everyone to download, read, review and share it with friends and family on the release date.
Describing the literary effort, the presenter and poet said: "Air Around Us is a poetry anthology born out of the will to contribute one's voice to the existing voices and to explore the unexplored boundaries. Hence, this work is an embodiment of potencies in experimented crafts as well as indefatigable drifts toward known and unknown atmospheres, as the state of the Air we breathe Around Us in this fleeting world is not constant. So, also is the drive and inspiration of the poems birthed in this collection."
Photo: Precioustwins
Poetry |The Nature| by Jumoke O. Fagbayi
Everywhere looks bright and glitter
I can hear the sound of the bird
And the crackles of the cricket
The earth is round
The sky is blue in colour
Everywhere is silent
Because the weather is cool and calm
The sky is blue in colour
Everywhere is silent
Because the weather is cool and calm
The trees are looking greener
Waving all day and happy
The birds singing, flying from one tree to another
Waving all day and happy
The birds singing, flying from one tree to another
Poetry |The Wall| by Jumoke O. Fagbayi
The house is built
Wall is made to beautify the house
Without it, there will be no place to live
It is made wide and long
For it to be conducive
It is made wide and long
For it to be conducive
Poetry |The Cause Is Mine| by AbdulHafeez T. Oyewole
Anytime it pleases him
The clearer pictorial thing
To me is that it's Him
I have chosen my course
I have chosen my Faith
Which is never by force
Leave me with my faith
I have chosen my Faith
Which is never by force
Leave me with my faith
Anybody can speak in tongue
Poetry |The Bird| by Jumoke O. Fagbayi
A small creature with feathers
Lived in a little house
Lived in its little nest
Thought the earth was small and round
Made with a gifted voice
And had a good tone of voice
Which on the tree
She sang into my ears
The birds are wonderfully created
With the cloth of many colours
And their funnel pointed mouths
The birds are wonderfully created
And lovely to think about.
(C) Jumoke O. Fagbayi*
ARTWORK- Sheila Brown (Art by the Sea)
*She is a student with Hollab College, Ilorin, Nigeria who reads and writes at her leisure time
Poetry |The Loss| by Grace Bokpe
His death came unannounced,
As he laid on his back.
The soil on the ground bounced,
As he laid there in the park.
As he laid on his back.
The soil on the ground bounced,
As he laid there in the park.
Poetry |With Him We Shall Stay Forever| by Grace Bokpe
How can he be compared to a sunflower,
When the sun is nowhere near his beauty?
His eyes are so pretty,
That sometimes I think he should take cover.
When the sun is nowhere near his beauty?
His eyes are so pretty,
That sometimes I think he should take cover.
Poetry |All About War And Conflict| by Aishat O. Yusuf
The land is quiet
Everywhere is still
People are hiding
Behind their closed doors & windows
Eyes half closed, half opened
Afraid to come out
All because of war and conflict
The land is silent in an unusual way
Birds hooting fearfully on the tree
All afraid to fly about
All because of war and conflict
Hunters are sleeping
Behind closed doors
All afraid to embark
On their hunting expedition
All afraid to shoot their guns
All because of war and conflict
The land is quiet
People are praying
For day to break
They believe all will be well
For tomorrow is another day
And they hope they will not be in conflict forever
(C) Aishat O. Yusuf*
ARTWORK- Henry Moore (Pinterest)
*She is a student of Hollab College, Ilorin, Nigeria, who enjoys reading and writing.
Poetry |Time Is Out| by Stephen D. D. Samuel
Oh welcome to our midst.
A cry of a new born baby,
Welcomed by old hand,
Out of pain to a joyful day.
Growing to know more of the hazardous world,
Knowing good and bad,
Some are taught and others, not.
The new human becoming who we look unto,
Out of a poor house willing to be rich,
The rich may torment.
Self interest is a virus that can kill,
But other's interest brings cure.
Finishing school, searching for job,
Now the job is mine.
Getting married, and bearing children,
Now, i'm a man on my own.
Growing older is a must,
At the age of 60,
One must be ready
For the time may come
By Grace, I was spared,
70, 80, 90, 100, the time has not come.
When will I go back?
At last, I spend half of 40 years more
And go to a lovely home of peace and joy.
The time has come.
(C) Stephen D. D. Samuel*
ARTWORK - Deviantarts (Pinterest)
*He is a student of Hollab College, Ilorin, Nigeria.
Poetry |Beauty| by AbdulHafeez T. Oyewole
If there's nothing to wish away in you,
Then, there's something to pick from you.
Perhaps, something that's not lost
in the whiteness of your teeth,
In the lines of your palm,
In the smoothness of your skin,
In the tan of your colour,
In the strands of your hair.
Then, there's something to pick from you.
Perhaps, something that's not lost
in the whiteness of your teeth,
In the lines of your palm,
In the smoothness of your skin,
In the tan of your colour,
In the strands of your hair.
If there's always something to behold in you,
Then, there's something to hold on to in you.
Perhaps, something that's more than
Your concrete eyes. Something that seizes the sight,
That brings calmness to the humiliating air,
That breathes life to the lifeless darkness,
That wakes potency in the budding sun.
Then, there's something to hold on to in you.
Perhaps, something that's more than
Your concrete eyes. Something that seizes the sight,
That brings calmness to the humiliating air,
That breathes life to the lifeless darkness,
That wakes potency in the budding sun.
If there's nothing to do away with in you,
Then, you must be the gold that sacks poverty,
You must be the melody in the orchestras' songs,
You must be heartfelt depth of the lyre's lyrics,
You must be the pithiness in poetry.
Then, you must be the gold that sacks poverty,
You must be the melody in the orchestras' songs,
You must be heartfelt depth of the lyre's lyrics,
You must be the pithiness in poetry.
(C) AbdulHafeez T. Oyewole
ARTWORK- Shadowart-ist (Deviantart)
Poetry |Sweet Heart| by Stephen D. D. Samuel
Oh, Sweet heart!
Oh, Sweet heart!
Covered with streams of blood
-Thinking you have kicked the bucket-
Hoping I will say goodbye
But I never wish to say so
Trying to hear your last word
But all I can hear is the sound
Of wave from the near by sea
What shall I do?
Abandoned in the lonely house
Now I wish I have adorned your presence
Now I have apparent your reason
Of staying with me always
I was astonished when I heard that you're gone
Now I know why you sacrifice it all for me
(c) Stephen D. D. Samuel*
*He is an art student of Hollab College, who likes sketching, writing and reading.
ARTWORK- Mark Calderwood (Tumbir)
Poetry IThe Black On White| by Rejoice Akinsola
The blacks back from war
With the white
With a feeling of defeat
Their youngest with knowledge
Of the white
With their smooth surface
They inscribe the white
Upon the black
Which give them more knowledge
That they are able to understand
The blacks reconciling
With the white
In a broad smile
Welcoming them
As soon as they appear
(C) Rejoice Akinsola*
* She is an art student of Hollob College in Ilorin. A lover of creativity who reads and writes at her free time.
ARTWORK- Kay Nielsen (Pinterest)
Poetry |Through The Muse| by AbdulHafeez Oyewole
Through the muse,
Meanings are gotten to rotten,
To life before spoilage,
Before the depletion of the up sphere.
Meanings are gotten to rotten,
To life before spoilage,
Before the depletion of the up sphere.
Poetry |Money Is Not Everything| by Ifeoma D. Nzekwe
Money is not everything
People believe in money
People serve money
Men and women love money
But money is not all things
It also has good root
It makes people kill
It makes people steal
It makes people hate
It makes people fight
Money is the root of evil
Money also helps people a lot
It helps in feeding
It helps in paying bills and school
fees
It makes a family complete
But money is not everything
People should not love money
More than their family
People should love each other
dearly
Even when there’s no money
Be contented even without money
Because, we all will leave it and
go
Money shouldn’t be all our most
essential value
Money is not everything
©Ifeoma
Deborah Nzekwe*
*She
is a student of Hollab College, Ilorin, who enjoys reading and writing.
Poetry |The Words Finesse| by AbdulHafeez T. Oyewole
A letter earns its identity
through graduation into word.
Word wins its integrity
through mounting (into) collage of words
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