Contrast – Four Coloured Girls

Photo Credit: André Henrique Matta A girl whose beauty lies deep within her, but doesn’t have the courage to bring it out. A girl who hides away from society because she can’t fit into the size zero underwear. A girl who goes through mental torture, trying everything possible to make sure she is the right size … Continue reading Contrast – Four Coloured Girls

His Tears

I saw a video, a terrible video that my heart aches and hurts, I have sweaty palms and I am really scared. So a man drives into the bank premises wanting to deposit his money, his hard earned money. He probably has giving up a lot more than necessary to make as much as that … Continue reading His Tears

At The Riverbank

The early morning sky was as dark as the night that had just passed, painted with heavy clouds. The freezing air was clouded  with dust and dry leaves as the wind blew them like a hurricane. Bimbo braved the eerie weather and ran to the stream a couple of miles away to fetch the water … Continue reading At The Riverbank

Cravings…. Addiction…. Pleasure!

All I want right now is you. All I can think of is how I’m going to have my fill of you when you are finally in my arms. I always look forward to our meetings and now I'm waiting patiently while you prepare yourself for me in the other room. Even though you are … Continue reading Cravings…. Addiction…. Pleasure!

Addicted (II)

‘A-a, Baba-o, wetin I do now?’ Baba-o went ahead to regale us of the drama that had played out the previous evening, when, as one of the spectators of our training session, he was leaving through the remaining entrance when he was accosted by a certain woman. Make no mistake; it was as if Baba-o … Continue reading Addicted (II)

Addicted (I)

‘Ike! Ike!’ The ball rolled to my feet at average speed, and with high prospects, I expertly controlled it to a stop. I looked up and there was Obi, the burly central defender, charging at me, trying to decipher my next move with the ball. His breath came in short sharp gasps and could be … Continue reading Addicted (I)

Through The Sands Of Time

6:30 am *Alarm rings* He gets up from his bed and kneels down to pray to God, thanking the almighty for another day. Asking for his mercies and favours for the day. 6:45 am He hops into the shower, singing his favourite and Grammy award-winning song. Yes! Another wonderful live performance for his cheering fans … Continue reading Through The Sands Of Time

The Other Guy

“What will you have today, Young Sir?” the waitress asked while pouring hot coffee into his mug. “The usual.” He replied, not looking at her but looking instead at the other guy. The other guy, too, was staring at him intensely. They didn’t know each other, yet the contest had been on for weeks now, … Continue reading The Other Guy

The Persistence of Neon, A Short Story

Writings By Ender

When she entered the room I noticed her eyes eyes first. They were bright blue and held a secret. She smiled at the clerk at the counter. She came every weekend accompanied by two bodyguards but they weren’t the expected sort of guard, rather two tall men, one rather large and the other openly armed with a pistol. The round bodyguard had his t-shirt tucked accentuating his beer-bloated gut. The woman always dressed the same black mermaid dress despite the weather.

The dim, orange light of our brothel did not take away from the brightness of her eyes. They were crystals but the kind people would use to absorb evil energy. The woman’s name was Raquel and she boasted a peculiar appetite of degrading, violating and abusing android women. Government bodies made this practice, as well as brothels, legal when they deemed us androids as merely tools and accessories without…

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Beaten, Broken, Left in Pieces

A day forever etched in his memory. The sun was shining and smiling so peacefully, brightening up the world. The summer’s breeze, so strangely cool today. It was a perfect day which turned out to be the darkest day ever, blacker than a night's sky not adorned by the moon and stars. The world was … Continue reading Beaten, Broken, Left in Pieces

Diary of the Unloved (Entry 1)

No! It isn’t meant to end like this. I am not meant to die this way. I haven’t lived, neither have I been loved, even though I loved. Ah! Yes, I loved with everything I had! I gave my heart out to them all, only to have it stepped on repeatedly. But my heart still … Continue reading Diary of the Unloved (Entry 1)


Absolute serenity - The grace of finding perfect silence. The one place where there are no worries, where the wind and the calm seem to take all the pain away. High up in the sky he was, gliding and flying like the birds, he felt powerful, felt like a god. He wasn’t on the same … Continue reading Icarus

Three Blind Mice

I’m walking to work, my fat self is already sweating and all the war-paint on my ugly face is dripping on my cheap shirt. I’m walking as fast as I can, not because I’m late, but because I’ve got to get away from the eyes. Always staring, always judging, always laughing. I’m itchy under my … Continue reading Three Blind Mice

Frozen Heart

There were tales that said her heart was taken And the irony and reality was that it left her cold instead of warm Freezing every approach from suitors Building ice castles to prevent the ones Making herself separate from the world of love And like a knight I journeyed to her castle Fought mythical creatures … Continue reading Frozen Heart


Hi guys!! Its Ikezy and I am back! Sorry I wasn’t able to drop a post on Monday which has kind of been my weekly routine, I was a bit under the weather during the weekend and even though it’s not an excuse but excuuuuse me (lol) we all get to rest once in a … Continue reading I NEED 10 MILLION DOLLARS