Maybe we should learn to hate. Not to love everything, like our heart would have us do. Not to compromise on things that are more of lies, for the sake of – peace. When they piss on the centre of our souls, quenching the one thing that keeps us going –sanity. Maybe we should learn … Continue reading MAYBE WE SHOULD LEARN TO HATE
OUR NIGHTS NEED MORE STARS (A Poem) by Benjamin Elemide (for Su’eddie Vershima Agema) our nights need more stars to brighten hope for tomorrow our galaxy devoid of constellations that keeps eyes glued to miracles i saw you birth stars into words to keep us smiling like morning sun i saw you weave history in … Continue reading LESSONS ON GOING ON, A POEM AND THANK YOU
You would know the secret of death. But how shall you find it unless you seek it in the heart of life? The owl whose night-bound eyes are blind unto the day cannot unveil the mystery of light. If you would indeed behold the spirit of death, open your heart wide unto the body of … Continue reading On Death – Kahlil Gibran (One of the finest poems on death ever)
(After Sam Smith) Stay with me The beads of your jigida have been strung Awaiting the flare of your hips And the calefaction of your skin Stay with me Your betrothed has filled the yam barns Waits to ring your eyes with camwood; To filigree your skin with henna Stay with me I hear … Continue reading A Supplicant’s Prayer in Sickness (A Poem) by Agatha Aduro
The Almighty gives a gift – of a rose, to those who are blessed. You hold it carefully, and ignore the thorns. You smell the fragrance and enjoy its beauty, always knowing that one fine tomorrow perhaps, it will wither. Or maybe you will wither first. Maybe a miracle will enclose you both into an … Continue reading THE MOMENT OF THE ROSE by Su’eddie Vershima Agema
Today, one generator and a television Were taken away from someone Light and hope was stolen from that home He lost his head and swore to get someone else’s Today, a man was caught Who stole a generator and television He was the thief of someone else’s vision Seeking means to fight Hades who called … Continue reading ONE GENERATOR AND TELEVISION (THE STORY OF OUR STREETS TODAY) by Su’eddie Vershima Agema
Abuja is king when it comes to literary fun… Yes, and we are not doing comparisons before you start calling Lagos and Makurdi 😉 The Guest Writer Session put up by the Abuja Writers’ Forum held at Aso Hall, Nanet Suites, Central Business District, Abuja is one of the most consistent literary events in the … Continue reading THE POWERED ABUJA GUEST WRITER SESSION
I have made peace with myself I may never find you who completes my story Countless words I’ve curved Sent on the wings of the travelling winds I have tried to breathe again Hoping to have you with me in time Not while I’m dead to the silent world… To feel the breath of … Continue reading Dreams that become you – Sewuese Leah Anyo
Poets. Poets. Are crazy. The rain is falling. I have work to do and all that plays in my mind is the tap of the rain on my roof – tap, tap, tap. And the cold that sneaks into my body from my legs. Why wear a cardigan and have shorts on with slippers? I … Continue reading A Poet in the Cold – Su’eddie Vershima Agema
redemption – su’eddie vershima agema in the worst of forms hides kindness deep in the soul in the strongest of our sums lie evils that create in us a hole two gruffy men blocked the path and forced themselves in, tearing chastity apart legs astride in pain she groaned to her soul’s stain … Continue reading IN THE INTERIM – REDEMPTION (A POEM)
Su'eddie in Life n' Literature 