Verses By Beordoon

Musings of a Maskuraid…

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STILL GOT GAME!

Hey beautiful people, how's your weekend going? Mine is fine. I woke up quite pumped this morning because I had a dream in which I was a rapper. Yes, you read right. You can probably blame that on Rooftop MCs. You remember them? The Gospel Duo of SoulSnatcha and SoKleva that gave us 'Shock Therapy' and Lagimo. I wonder where they are now. Anyway, yesterday I went through my cache of CD's and found their album 'The Minority Report' which I jammed all the way home from work. Obvious title More...

EID!

Photo Credits  - Google I watched as the death throes slowly subsided in force and frequency until they totally tapered out. Just a few minutes after I tore out his throat; Salah’s fare finally lay still. He had been a beautiful offering to begin with - muscular and barrel chested - but now his head hung askance, exposing the grisly gash from which blood still dripped and added minute portions to the slowly congealing mass that had pooled in the small receiving hole an underling had dug More...

WHEN FATE PLAYS FAIR

Photo Credit - Google A truck passed and bathed the sodden crowd huddling under the bus stop’s awning in halogen light. At that precise moment she looked my way, and I smiled at her. It was pure instinct and I wasn’t expecting any reaction to be honest, but she smiled back, and suddenly the miserable weather was forgotten. Such was the power of that dazzling smile. It completely hypnotized my soul. **** Only one word can describe the day I just had. Crazy! The crowd at the More...

SLEEPING TABLET

Photo Credits - Google By the time I got back to the bathroom he was already seated in the tub and chest deep in soap suds. His pile of wet clothing lay in the corner, so I slipped the yellow towel robe off my shoulders, dumped it on the floor, walked awkwardly across the linoleum and joined him in the warm bath. For once I was grateful for the size of the damn thing, never mind that I’d always complained about the space it took. This is clearly not me. I am a rational being, maybe More...

ANNE’S REWARD (R18)

As her supple fingers kneaded and moved over my lubricated flesh, I could feel all the aches in my joints slow dissolve and leave. The stiffness in my muscles brought about by sitting long hours in that damned office chair, the stress resulting from the long hours spent sitting in the madness of Lagos traffic all dropped off me one by one like discarded weights. It felt so good that I closed my eyes and started humming. The past week had been a roller coaster at the law firm where I work. More...

WRONG TURN

Photo Credits  - Google He reared backwards from the prone body on his bed in horror. “Sheila,” he called softly. She didn’t respond. “Sheila,” he called again, louder this time. Still there was no response. Her beautifully firm brown tipped breasts stared at the ceiling, and her chest was still. From his crouching position he could see that her eyes was open but there was no sight in them. Slowly he moved closer and felt her wrist, then her neck. Her body was still warm, More...

BADMUS

Photo Credits - Google   “Badmus, are you okay?” “Yes sir.” “Are you sure?” I nodded in the affirmative. He continued looking at me for a while before he spoke again. “In that case, please see me in the staff room during recess.” “Yes sir,” I replied, before looking away from his penetrative gaze to stare at my toes. Mr Scouser was too perceptive and caring to be a teacher in a Nigerian school, but maybe his keen eye and concern had something More...

THE LAGOS DREAM

Photo Credits - Google. “Pray,” they said. “For every good thing you want from God.” So I did, for the realization of my Lagos dream. That was many years ago. Today is Sunday, the 9th day of July 2017, and I can’t help but smile as I check my score card. I have a fine chick, my own tomato Jos. Baby is captain of team light skinned, with a solid view at the back, a good future in front of her, and Coca Cola bottle shape just like the girls in those ‘Clarence shot it’ More...

THIRSTY SIP (R18)

Photo credit  - Google The things hunger does to you. For weeks explicit messages flowed back and forth between them both via WhatsApp, same with nudes and raunchy voice notes. Both parties created a sexually charged pressure cooker environment, deliberately stoking lustful fires and ramping up their internal heat to insane levels even from across the yawning divide of distance, while they maintained calm facades for the benefit of those in their immediate surroundings. No one was the More...

BEYOND THE SKIES

Photo Credits - Google “…but baami will kill me if he ever finds out we entered this place. He doesn’t like us touching his things at all, and has always warned me and my brother never to come in here to play. Even maami, I’ve never seen her enter here before.” The boy’s fear was evident in his voice and obvious on his face as he spoke. His companion however grinned roguishly. “Don’t be a chicken Ejidele. Your father won’t do anything of the sort joo. I’m sure he’ll More...

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