Who said romance and Christianity are mutually exclusive? Eh? Who said? Whoooo ssaaaiiiiddd? Show me his house and I’ll tell him something! You see it’s such misconceptions that leave our gorgeous curvaceous sistrenes at the mercies of R Kelly, Chris Brown, Taio Cruz and their sorts.

Answer me this, was Solomon of God or not? Don’t tell me being dolu and POP are characteristics of piety and don papa spiritoism. Come on come over here (Mortal Kombat style) and learn a line or two worhor worhor.

Ask Tele the advantages and heights his ‘Letters to my dear true wife’ has landed him and you’ll see that you’re doing yourself if the only vibe you got is…is…”Wooww sister Belinda, what a well moulded creation you are by the Almighty.” Come on bro! It’s not carnal to describe your wife’s body to her. In fact, it’s a very shpiritwa thing. So I’m going to show you what I mean with this made-for-the-mrs piece. Read More You Turn Me On!

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TweetI’m in the love groove today because my dearest little cousin is getting married tomorrow and I have the privilege of MCing it. To infect you with my mood, I’m…

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Many people end up with close-fit halves because they were afraid the perfect half may never show. So they settle with the ‘good enough’ at hand. But there’s a certain feeling reserved for those who get to be with the ying to their yang. It’s like a whole town told you to sleep because there was no tooth fairy, and the longer you stayed up the greater the fool you looked, but just before dawn she showed up and the joke was on the town!

For everyone with someone they fit right into, who had to wait or pay any price of any sort, this piece will fill you up. For those who are on the verge of settling with the next best thing, this may just give you ammunition to hold on a wee bit. Because when you find him, and when she finally makes the entrance! Ayaayaahyahyaaaii!

When Perfect Shows Up.

I was standing there all by myself,

Long after everyone was gone.

The voices in my head were starting to win;

There was no way I was going to meet a you. Read More When Perfect Shows Up


Yes, ‘precious’ is an adjective. It describes a thing, person or place. But every once in an eternity, you get to meet a person who manifests this intangible thing, a person who enters your life with a strange audacity. Fears and habits that bad experiences have scarred you with, this person just shows up and gets them to comply, like stubborn primary school kids obedient from the promise of P.E.

I wrote this for those who have such a person in their lives and those hoping to meet them. Do not settle for less. Don’t just go with him because you think he might be the last page of a book you don’t even know half of! Don’t just commit to her because ‘every hole is a hole’. You should let the size of your dream determine the quality of the person you settle with. And when your dream is big enough, you realize that you cant but hold up for a certain kind of precious. Enjoy.


Precious ~the noun.

I haven’t written a poem for you in a while

And it’s not due to a lack of inspiration

You bring plenty of that

It’s the difficulty to contain

The raging bliss that comes with you.
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Good morning people. #TeleTuesdays takes a different turn today and this is why. I got some heartbreaking news yesterday when I heard that a good friend of mine had just lost her sister. In times of loss, sometimes all you can give are some words, an ear or a shoulder to cry on. Luckily, there’s Someone who saw it all and Who can soothe all the hurt and make it all better – because it’s always part of His plan.


It hurts from deep inside

But His peace. Read More But His Peace…

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Hi there. “It’s been a while” doesn’t come close, does it?

I do however have a small piece that is very close to my heart I’d like to share with you today. I see writing not just as an escape from a dreary time, but also as a form of letting go, catharsis, for me personally. What I’ve however realised is that with this particular piece, almost everyone will have a line or two of their own hidden within. I hope it helps you finally let go as it has helped me…

Read More Apologies (for Pearl)

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Just recently, I chanced on the most brilliant piece. My friend -Awo- shared it on her wall. The original writer is anonymous, but the message! Boyyy, the message is as relevant to you as it’ll be to your descendants :-)! Some things are timeless, like tears that tickle. Here Goes;


Tears That Tickle

Sometimes…we must be hurt in order to grow,

We must fail in order to know,

We must lose in order to gain.


Some lessons are best learned through pain.

Sometimes…our vision clears,

Only after our eyes are washed with tears.

We have to be broken, so we can be tender,

We are sick so we can rest and think better

On things more important than work or fun.

 We are taken for a trip near death,

 So we can assess how we’ve run…

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Sometimes… Read More Tears That Tickle.


Kwame Pocho’s 1000 words is synonymous to elite photography. It turns out his fingers can work more than a camera. Today, by popular request, I reproduce this peice of literary delight he wrote some time ago. I think it’s brilliant, but dont take my word for it. Find out yourself. Kwame, tell ’em;

This poem was how I summed up a conversation I had with my beloved. She actually tried to define why girls generally like bad boys. She said it was kinda like the way girls love heels; knowing very well “you can’t walk too far with heels” but you wear them anyway cos you know they make you look elegant, or at least make you feel elevated (both literary and figuratively speaking). That conversation was so intriguing I just had to put it together, and I made a poem out of it, just for the fun of it.

Good Good Boys, Bad Bad Boys, a Girl & Her Shoes

good good girls

So she tell to me,

lemme tell to you why girls love them bad bad boys,

and don’t look at them good good boys;

She tell to me, think of boys as shoes:


Good good boys them like flat shoes;

them go take you far, comfortably.

 Them are safe and dependable any day, any weather, 4eva!

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People don’t just up-and-leave. He cant just turn from sweet to sour in the flash of an eye. She didn’t turn from mushy to cold in one breath. Usually, it’s a slow fade. She does get you, she’s been getting you all this while, but even ‘get’ ends at ‘t’. Even bins get full and take no more, so there comes a day when enough is enough. If there’s something you need to stop doing that you haven’t. If there’s something you should be doing that you aren’t, you’ve got to. Today. Before you get a facebook message that reads like this!


I’m Leaving Today.

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I’m leaving today, you wont return to meet me.

My suitcases were packed weeks ago,

I just never had the guts to pick them.

I might leave them after all,

I’m not taking any baggage from this life.

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It was sweet at start then turned bitter-sweet

All it is now is sheer bitterness

I’d like to say it wasn’t you, that it was me

But that’s another baggage I’m not taking with me

Read More I’m Leaving You Today.

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I have a very dear friend. We grew up in the same neighborhood. She’s a star now, making waves all over the world. But I know her in a way that few people do. I see beyond the façade of her fame to the emptiness in her life. It makes my heart ache.

People aren’t always as happy as they look. No matter how famous we get in this life, we’ll still be sad without what matters most. Don’t be too quick to envy, he’s sadder than you’ll ever be. She’s emptier than a konko (empty tin).

When we bask in all the vain materialistic glories of this life without connecting ourselves to the true source, what we become, is a dark light!

Dark light

dark light

I shine a great light on countless lives

But watch mine darken slowly

I’m the curve of the smile on countless lips

But the tears in my own eyes

  Read More Dark Light