Hold Me Close, Hold Me Firm, and Lose Me Mild: A Sensual Directive

Hold me close Till your warmth Fill this void Of chill.   Hold me firm Till our hearts lock By the grid Of our hands. Lose me mild Let my skin Breathe the breeze Of your breath. Kiss me slow Till the heat Of passion Burst up this storm Looming in our loins. ♦ Favour Chiagozie Ebubechukwu is an Editorial  Staff Writer and columnist with the WAP

Let This Navel Pique Your Loins ―A Lover’s Invite

My love, Let these dotted nipples Point you In the way of truth. Let these fluffy boobs Enhance the fibre of your thought -to be wild and industrious. Let this navel Pique your loins To the point of no return Till you fulfill purpose. Let this road Lead you d o w n the paired arm Of Mesopotamia Wherein run the rivers Tigris and Euphrates. Let the slimy waters Slide you seamlessly Into the well...

Abi You’re Not Thinking What I’m Thinking?

Is ‘brand’ a lie or a camouflage? Or should I ask: “Is camouflage a lie?”   Am I confused?   Certainly not Or Maybe.   Let’s talk about the CEO that pushes junk snack and drinks to the common man but forbids himself or his children to take them. He takes and feeds them soya milk and smoothies, instead.   But he is the CEO, isn’t it? Don’t tell me it’s for money. Or maybe...

Indignity of a Sorry Mandate ―A Rage at The Wicked

It’s actually your dumb head for me. How you think to be hailed ‘The I Am That I Am’ How you envisage being praised ‘Baba hum baba hum’. Look at your fatty neck Suffocating your wind pipe, Full of stolen funds- The one you alleged to a monkey. Oh poor monkey.   Even this DRUM you call belly could pass for a parachute Come to think of it how does your tiny anus bear the...

World Poetry Day —Renowned Nigerian Poet, Folu Agoi Speaks to WAP in an Exclusive Interview

The 21st of March is known around the world to be the celebration of the World Poetry Day. In celebration of this day, Mr. Folu Agoi, the President of PEN Nigeria speaks to WAP’s Poetic Vibes Author, Favour Ebubechukwu, about the financial realities of poets in Nigeria and the World at large. ____________ Mr. Folu Agoi is the president of the Nigerian Centre of PEN International (aka PEN Nigeria), erstwhile Chairman of Association of Nigerian...

Your Heart Is Too Tidy ―An Ode to a Mind and Soul

Your heart is abode to dark secrets. Like grass watered by fertilizer That lost its green hue because It was promised unfulfilled nutrients and bright days; daylight saving time— named in order not to offend dawn. Our mind is abode to dark secrets. Even hope held by dawn Left disillusioned souls everywhere. Even the sun —bright and happy, is equally losing its appeal. Do we still carry our minds like a bag? Our world is...

“Poetry is the art of listening to the heart, we have forgotten that.” —Chibueze Obunadike

The World Poetry Day is the celebration of poetry, an art that reaffirms our common humanity by revealing to us that individuals, everywhere in the world, share the same questions and feelings. It is observed every 21st of March to promote and adore the art of poetry in order to enable society as a whole regain and assert its identity. Chibueze Obunadike is a young Nigerian poet whose poems are published in the Best New...

WORLD POETRY DAY: INTERVIEW: Iyanu Adebiyi

WAP INTERVIEW   In 1999, UNESCO declared the 21st of March the World Poetry Day with the goal to “give fresh recognition and impetus to the national, regional and international Poetry movement”. Nigeria is one country blessed with creatives who have pitched their tents in the world of poetry and making waves both locally and globally; one of which is Iyanu Adebiyi. Iyanu Adebiyi is an award-winning writer and performance poet; an artiste interrogating and...

“Your moan is a light unto my path…” —Acclamation of Mr. Willie

I am a blessed man. Why would I not be enlarged when your warmth envelopes me like the morning dew? Why would my cup not run over when this duo called lips perform skilfully round my crown? Why would I not chant when those proud slick guards swing at my nudge to lead me in- with its grip? Why would I not flourish seeing I am grounded in a land flowing with milk and honey?...

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