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 Apr 2020 sophie
el
it's our laughter that
bound us;
the moment of camaraderie
new friendship being born
unsure whether this'll be thorn
or storm
and i sat there, torn
unsure where to go from here
a welcoming clasp
palm on palm, fingers
coiled around one another
a peace treaty, a clap of agreement
a silent pact between us
" i gotchu"
a " thank you"
a smile here
a couple more there
am offer for selfless help
and pride in me
pride in you
teamwork.
teamwork,
that forged out friendship
and i thank you
for all your help
all of it.
(C) Elissar Mustapha, 4 Feb- 5 Feb 2019
 Apr 2020 sophie
Dada Olowo Eyo
To the party,
To development,
To common sense,
To everything else;

Coronavirus COVID-19,
Has stripped them,
Down to their inefficiencies,
Revealed! All lack basic competencies;

The people of state bear the brunt,
Of coconut heads acting like eggheads,
Led by an ancient of days,
Too old for many modern ways.
The young people of nigeria groan under the heavy burden of analogue leaders stuck in leadership styles that lead nowhere.

It is sad that while many other countries in the same age range as Nigeria have gone on to become self-sufficient in many industrial, technological and educational aspects of their existence, Nigeria has gone on to breed over ten million children out of school and eight times that underemployed or unemployed.

COVID-19 sheds new light on what the future can be like - the kind that takes full advantage of technology and industry.

Question is that will Nigerians still throw their future away by the next election cycle or make a radical one-eighty-degree turn away from greed and stupidity?
 Apr 2020 sophie
Jay earnest
2% poem
 Apr 2020 sophie
Jay earnest
2 seconds to write. Power off watch the shadow turn into mist
 Apr 2020 sophie
Zoe Grace
I have somebody
He is perfect to me
Completely amazing
But he doesn't see what I see
I love him so much I don't deserve him ohmygod
 Apr 2020 sophie
JW
twin flames #2
 Apr 2020 sophie
JW
i can see it flicker, slowly dying
a fire that burned once brighter than our love

i pour in all my heart
longing for the flames to soar back to life

aggressively i throw wet wood, needing to heal
when rising smoke blinds my senses, cuts open my lungs

all the shining colors are gone - red, yellow, gold
as smothering darkness sits on my chest

accompanied by deafening silence
that swallowed the healthy sizzling noise

i stare at the orange fervor, mesmerized
unaware of the tears desperately watering my desiccated eyes

no matter how beautiful
all fires burn out
and that's okay
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