Photo Credit – Google He asked her out, Just like every mature man had a right to do, “No,” was how she chose to respond, Like every woman asked had a right to do, Disappointed he went his way, Indifferent she went hers, But the amorous thoughts he had, Of lewd things he’d planned to do to her, With help from some evil counsel, And a bit of idle time, Those thoughts they festered, Until they birthed an obsession, And…
Photo Credits – Google Because of what they said, That men are meant to be towers of strength, All my growing up years were erroneously spent, Bottling up emotions inside my head, Rather than feeling things as they should be felt. Pain was borne without a sound, Anger and turmoil buried with not a frown, Even when I craved a comforting hug, I remembered a man’s place as a barrel of brawn, And knotted tighter my mental thong. Now I’m…
For ages I’ve listened to people wax philosophical about how staying faithful in a relationship (whether just a dating thingy or an actual marriage) is hard, and cheating is easy. What a load of humbug. I actually used to believe so myself, right up until I got married and then somehow met another incredible woman along the way. Now I find myself torn between these two awesome women, one legit and accepted by society and the other one otherwise, but…
If I could wish for a daughter Maybe I’d wish for a dark-skinned goddess Always smiling, a pearl toothed ajebota One smart and svelte, or a robust bundle of human sweetness Whom I and her mother, would lovingly call Nneka, Fatima or Kofoworola
He asked her out, Just like every man matured and bold enough, had a right to do. “No” was how she chose to respond, Again, like every woman with a mind of her own, had a right to do.