FWGE Day 12: A Tale of Two by Tukur Ridwan
two lovers are warriors holding each other’s hearts like weapons to fight their inner demons to obliterate the storm threatening their inner peace— an unforseen…
two lovers are warriors holding each other’s hearts like weapons to fight their inner demons to obliterate the storm threatening their inner peace— an unforseen…
Three Slaves and Time The night has been doomed with words. The day has been wounded, and pains. First Slave: the stillest hour as lay…
The monkey & Nun sense I knew of a nunshe was an admirer of punbut preaches against pun-ographyindeed, a decisive figure with hypocrisy Standing on…
To celebrate world festival of poetry and promote peace, below are four published poems by Ghanian poets: 1. Found Song ‘…Bob Marley’s one love fades…
Minors are those less than eighteen, As they don’t have knowledge in keen. They don’t have a driving licence, As don’t have driving sense. Minors…
In the greenest of fields And distant of homes ‘ Lays a heart waiting for the other Both genetically en coded for each The smiles…
(for the Dutch poet Joop Bersee) I have nowhere to go. The nurse had a mouthful to say. Her tongue got tangled up in the…
when icons die stars fall, the nights look darker a bit because another lamp was switched off. what happens to great men who traject through…
As for the lunar month We sniff and smear Await time Burning Like the darkness of the night This is for the sacred days We…
MEMORIES FROM CHILDHOOD (for Abdullahi) Credit: Yerwa Express during childhood // at iloko // we lived in our father’s compound // with 4 moon // &…