Chronicles of a Journeyman

Category: Poetry

  • Liberty: a Poem for Nigeria

    Liberty: a Poem for Nigeria

    Today, October 1st, 2016, is Nigeria’s 56th independence celebration. In the spirit of celebration, and in the hope of a better tomorrow, I have penned the following words, because I believe. I believe that Nigeria will not be a failed dream or a failed state – it will come through…

  • In Love

    In Love

    Like a freshly blooming daisy, you came and Lit up my world Smiling brightly and laughing heartily, with Twinkling eyes And talkative eyelashes and beautiful teeth.   Beautiful teeth Were the reason I fell in love with a queen and Your tender heart Was the reason I stayed in love…

  • Origins

    Hello there! If you don’t know much else about me, you should know I am a Christian, an engineering graduate, and I love to write poetry. So I have been thinking of ways to tell some stories, and I decided to tell a bit of story in verse. This one…

  • Of Memory and Music, Love and Expectation

    Hello there! It’s been a few days since I posted here; busy with work and writing too. It usually takes a lot of hard work to put up something I find worthy of reading or which captivates my own attention. And I have a few pieces of poetry I have…

  • Judah

    Judah

    Written by Toyin Taiwo Between the reticence of a phlegmatic, And the bluntness of a choleric, There you will find me. My name is Judah – the crouching lion. Teeth drenched in blood, I roar in my anger Having just returned from devouring the prey I fear no trouble; I regard…

  • Hope

    Written by Joy Ijere For over thirty weeks and six When the food turns bitter-sweet And all the clothes no longer fit She bears the pain and counts the weeks Through the cold, through the heat She knows for sure where it will lead For little hands and little feet…

  • Nothingness

    If we take a journey and come To where you said you are, You will not be there In fact, you will not be anywhere We will be unable to tell Where you are, or who you are, Or if at all you do exist We will doubt all the…

  • For the love of Haiku

    From the first moment I learnt what an Haiku was, I totally fell in love with this form of poetry. The requirement for precision, and a deft reference to differing or conflicting ideas is for me a very interesting and challenging exercise. And being a lover of nature, I enjoy…

  • Do You Believe?

    Tonight, I own the stage. Isn’t it beautiful? Isn’t it beautiful how You can be voiceless one moment And own a stage the next? Isn’t it wonderful how You can rise from a nobody To sitting among princes the next? You heard the message of faith Did you believe? Did…

  • Born with a Silver Spoon

    I was born in a time of plenty Where the poor had enough To eat and throw away And the rich had it rough With too much to store away Obianuju: that is my name I was born in a land of plenty Where silver and gold Were as common…