I expected so much, And received so little; Nettle in place of roses, Brittle kisses, My peace was in pieces. I rose from the slumber Of one under A love spell, Of which blunders Shook my heart to its core, Like sudden thunder. You moved close for an embrace; I shuddered. It's over, It's over.... Continue Reading →
We shouldn't be nervous over those who don't deserve us. Such sentiments should make us tough. It should never be enough to cause distress, make us cautious or move us to entertain lust in the guise of love. Ivie M. Eke 2022.
When I was in love-Did you see me? I wasFire burningWind blowingHoney melting. I met himand I fell,and thenI flew. Like constant electricityin Nigeria,I provoked shockand hysteria. When I loved,I lived for his smile:it was sublime. My mindwas a river;it flowedandflourished. For I was hisin that momentin time, andhe was mine. Ivie M. Eke 2022.
Ignore those who try to make you feel bad because you are yet to be married. If you succumb to pressure and make a poor choice in a partner, you would have to deal with the consequences and those people would be nowhere to be found.Feeling lonely whilst in a relationship is the worst.Exercise wisdom;... Continue Reading →
Trust your instincts. If it doesn't feel quite right, run away.Effort in a relationship should be reciprocal.You are probably just being gaslighted. You are not 'crazy'.Actions speak louder than words. A clichè? Yes. The truth? Also yes.I choose being single over being in a relationship with a guy who won't even do the bare minimum.... Continue Reading →
I always knew In my heart, That I'd feel no sorrow When you depart. My heart may be bent But It's never broken. It's certain That You were like a mild breeze Over my tree's branches. Ivie M. Eke 2022.
I would have walked a mileFor your smile. I confused lustFor sacred trust. Do I think about you?Almost never… Unless I suddenly feelThe urge to remember- The surrender to defeat,The thunder and the heat, The joy that was fleeting,The words full of nothing. There's nothing newsworthyIn those memories Like a houseWith floors made of hot... Continue Reading →
The program was yet to commence. I was early. I sat at the back near the entrance of the Church. At the far end of my pew sat a good-looking young couple, dressed in matching navy blue Ankara outfits. The lady looked at me with a narrowed gaze, and rested her limp arm around her... Continue Reading →