Tag: romance
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love made of wax
our love, made of wax, dwindled the longer it livedlike an echo, i disappeared when ignoredyour promises kept coming but never arrivingkeeping me awake like a riverhaving a bed but never sleeping others used what belonged to memore than i didyet i’ve never grown afraid to keep givingbecause my love grows the more i sharethe…
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Love
loveit leaks a part of you stored away and forgotten the joy of finding that spillageis like seeing money in a pocket of an old trouseron a day you’re very broke everyone in your world becomes a strangerwhose strange language of caution is unintelligible love is a button that when pressed, momentarily pauses your inclination…
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Retracing the steps – 5
For a long time, I kept turning down girls who were interested in me. I thought their expressions of love were immoral. That was what my Christian upbringing made me believe. In my little head and small mind, all I saw was me waiting for that day when I had my own apartment, a secure…
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Her name is Samira
My weakness was that I couldn’t be discreet. Which was why when I fell in love with the cook, the affair was like an open secret. Was it love? I couldn’t tell what label to put on a mixture of lust, loneliness and desperation. She didn’t resist my advances, neither did she give me the…
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Single mom
Single mom, with two children, from different fathers. From a distance, you might think she’s promiscuous, or deserved what she got, or wasn’t smart enough. Draw closer, hear her out. You’ll realize it could have been you, or any other person who never wished to end up there. When we meet a romantic partner, with…
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The letter to Daouda
she thought she carried good newsshe’s been sent to deliver a lettershe, an illiteratethere in his office she stoodwaiting for him to read and replythe wilting joy on the face of the readertells her something isn’t rightslowly, the initial smile on his face fermentsinto a sad, bitter face, polluting her initial joy tooshe waits as…
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Born for a prince
When we are growing up, we have these grand illusions of what we wanna be, places we want to go and whom we want to marry. Many of these illusions are birthed and kept alive by movies we’ve watched, a favorite song, some picture in a newspaper, book or magazine, spiced by our imaginations. At…
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Wandering in the woods
A quiet afternoon. Two lovers drift into woods nearby. Intermittent giggling echoes through trees as they run on, as if to escape the prying eyes of the sun searching through trees swaying in the late Friday afternoon winds. It looked dangerous from outside. Now that they were inside the jungle, they saw things differently. The…
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On Love, Marriage and Romance
When it comes to love, especially for a person seeking love, all I think of is persistence and self-upgrade. Anything can work if you push hard and are willing to put in the efforts required. But you certainly don’t want to pump your sweat and precious time into something that makes you constantly look back…
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Love finds you
She said love finds you. Perhaps it hasn’t found her, worthy, yet. We didn’t know why she wasn’t married, yet, at her age. We dare not ask. She wasn’t the approachable type. Besides, we wanted to live long. Didn’t want any tigress pouncing on our young lives. She was well advanced in years. And we…
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It’s a long story
I can’t remember what sent me there that morning. I had assumed she was awake by then. Many of her next-door neighbors were still asleep when I got there. There was one worker who was leaving early to work. He told me he heard her voice so I should knock a little louder. Perhaps she…
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Mark and Tiffany
Mark thought deeply about what he was about to do. Risky, no doubt. But it’s in trying you increase your chances of success. But this trial was no ordinary trial. Failing will be unbearable. He thought deeply, slowly. He and Tiffany had been friends long enough. At first, whenever he asked a girl out, the…
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How it all started
I cannot remember what day of the week it happened. All I remember was that I woke up that day with absolutely no idea how my day was going to turn out. I was in my room that morning, probably thinking of what to eat as breakfast.Then I had a call. It was Channel. A…
Diary of a Wanderer 