"If I read a book and it makes my whole body so cold no fire can ever warm me, I know that is poetry. If I feel physically as if the top of my head were taken off, I know that is poetry. These are the only ways I know it. Is there any other way?" - Emily Dickinson.

Rhythm, rhyme, sound, words, and meaning - poetry brings all of these together to invoke your imagination. An ancient form that has existed for longer than the written language, poetry - in its varied forms - has something for everyone. In this section, we bring you the myriad colors and shades of this beautiful literary form.
I Shall Not Despair
I will not let go.
Kingdom's Shadow, Our Hero
A birthday poetry dedicated to Evang Kolade Segun-Okeowo.
The Scripture and my Life
The holy scripture is an embodiment of life in all its capacities.
Love is Wicked
I wrote this poem after discovering how we young girls are falling into this trap: You meet a man, fall in love and by the time you get to know the truth about him, you are already in the family way. Hope you find it educative and...
I'm With You (Part 2)
A letter to a friend who had left 11 years ago.
I'm With You (Part 1)
A letter to a friend who had left 11 years ago.
Dull Star
Haven't written something good in a while (at least that's what I think) that's why I haven't posted anything in a while. But I felt the urge tonight, so I came up with this.
Why I Befriended The Bottle
This is the last day of the year 2014, and I couldn't have lived through this year full of pain and sorrow without this friend.
Why Did He Let Me Go?
Ever came so close to death and wondered why you are still alive? Here's an experience with a close accident but death didn't take me.
The Last Blow
My first poem. What you are about to read has happened to my friend and I'm inspired to write this because of her. With her permission, I'm uploading it here for you guys to read.
Her Heart Was Broken, So Are my Ears
When a pregnant woman's heart is broken.
The voice that I heard everyday has faded into eternity.
Death Is But...
Facing the inevitable.
Sometimes the first love is the one that hurts the most.
Let Me Introduce Myself
Does the power of seduction endorse itself on our glorious leaders? Are they truly aware of the dangers? As global warming brings higher tides, greater storms, and drought. The real threat of a meteor strike... the upsurge in...
A Date With Death
A little ghostly tale for Christmas.
What I'm Feeling
This was written in the spur of the moment. Just capturing what I was feeling.
Be My Sunshine
Somewhere in my heart...
You Shall Live Forever In My Heart
Into a sacred kingdom, filled in a new world of dreams....
My Foolish Pride
A deep regret.
The Cross I Wear
A poem about not being ashamed of your faith.
Paranoid Schizophrenic
Illusions of fear can be very real.
My Ronnie
The loss of a soulmate after thirty-nine plus years.
Too... To
A poem about a life lived "Shaghla bhagla".
Cruel Death
A poem cursing the cruelty of death.
A frosty tale for Christmas.
Is political correctness a tool used by governments to curb the democratic right to free speech?