PLATEAU BLEEDS by Victor Igiri
Throw JOS some black lit candles. Again we write more chapters in our 'book of bloods' with the narratives, an heritage for distant tongues to tell whose skins are unpeeled...
JOS, THE CITY OF ROCKS: by Eseohe Pearl Ebhota
Looking for nature at its best? Come to the city of rocks Feel its soothing breeze As it caresses your skin Nestled between hills It gives beautiful scenery The sound...
SIGHTING THE THREES ON MY WAY TO SAMINAKA
[caption id="attachment_8415" align="aligncenter" width="394"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Sighting The Threes On My Way To Saminaka][/caption] "Saminaka! I have got my own I am not a slave." The mantra modulated on and on Upon...
SILENCE OF THE SOUL
[caption id="attachment_2024" align="aligncenter" width="300"] www.facebook.com/WRRPoetry [Silence Of The Soul][/caption]Sky turns dull swiftly, stars fade into bleak space, wind airs arid breeze, nature, despondent, cries. Ache sweeps me off joy and...