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Poetry: Our Love Story

I walked up to her Thinking that was all She gave me her heart cry and I so thought I was in f…

Happy New Month World!

Its August again! I'm a big fan of this month sha. It's my month and I'm really exci…

This Title Doesn't Matter

Have you heard?  Noone will force you to believe in yourself Noone will make you understand that…

My Heart Cry

Overtime, my attention has been drawn to the incessant moral and religious decadence in the com…

My Love For Beans

I love beans. I love beans so much that it's apparently my best meal. I even prefer beans …

Breathing Your Last

It would be awkward to pass through a thick challenge and not think of suicide, I mean, it'…

Where is your Boyfriend?

Where is your boyfriend? “Where’s your boyfriend?” “Is he also in Nigeria?” This was…

I Cried in Public

I know how shocked you might be about this. Crying for me has overtime being a way of expressing…

I'm In Love With My Lecturer

A number of times, I've attended the sociology class because of the handsome look of Mr. Ade…

My First Meeting With Buhari

I was called as early as 4am for a conference meeting scheduled by 6am. Of course, I was still a…

We Can't Even Kiss

I love Michael, but Michael seems too handsome. Most times when we take a stroll, the species …

I Don't Have A Title Yet

There was a certain day daddy came to see me in school and when I went to meet him, all through …

Who Is Islamizing Who?

Do i need to say no to your preaching before you understand? In this article, i settle to be as…

Poetry: The Race

The race I was in a deep thought of what I knew. Of course it was in no time! I went throug…

I Have Love

This is a post on how the lack of true love affects the Church today. All names used in this st…

Our Love Story

I walked up to her Thinking that was all She gave me her heart cry and I so thought I was in f…

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