Poem

THIS BOY

he was made crude he germinated earthily Among the thorns of the jungle Far away from the roses and the hibiscuses. A thought emerged winner of his poll he turned to a senior plant in Read more…

By Germane, ago
Poem

tri-HIGH

“It’s better to slip than to remain asleep” “Failing is the first step to success” These sayings by one who is Germane got me thinking About their veracity. I observe my nine month old nephew Read more…

By Germane, ago
Poem

GONE FOR GOOD

…When the Squirrel finds solace in Oluwere; The race ends, and the hunter leaves with futility… For everywhere on Oluwere, Is home to Squirrel. (I) Green Light Have you no eyes to see? Your name Read more…

By Germane, ago
Poem

TO THE NIGHT BREEZE

  Saviour you are Comfort flavour you are Soothing vapour discharged From your freezing abooode Come live with me forever Your leave could revive the fever Your counterpart left when the sun’s smile was harsh Read more…

By Germane, ago