ON THE ROAD TO DEATH
…………..By Saint Tayo On the pinnacle of death Lies the melody of destruction Through the wheels of soft landing…
…………..By Saint Tayo On the pinnacle of death Lies the melody of destruction Through the wheels of soft landing…
These days, one can categorize guys based on lots of things, from state to profession, to beliefs, to upbringing…
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Rolling side by side Moving side by side Without the sense Of foolishness Jumping the fence Of thoughts In…
Hiya….. I remember growing up when I was quite younger and was asked my name, I would hesitantly reply…
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An Anthology of Poetry in Honour of Omotayo Oloruntoba-Oju @ 50 Call for Submissions Professor Omotayo Oloruntoba-Oju teaches in the…