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I'm eager but not curious enough to travel on my own. I like company especially my own. I'm still learning to articulate words to express how I feel. I don't want my writing to be restricted to general fiction.

Tainted Hearts

Aleruchi opened the wardrobe and started throwing clothes onto the bed. Then she brought out a vanity case, picked out a few simple pieces of jewellery from the collection she stored there, and laid them on top of the chest of drawers. She quickly emptied the first two drawers of clothes onto the ground, sat down, and divided the heap in two before placing one pile in her suitcase, hoping she’d have enough time to get something warmer when she arrived in Nottingham.
She was sure that the distance between Nigeria and England would do her some good – the need to get away from her husband Princewill was stronger than her addiction for chocolate eclairs. She felt like everyone was beginning to take his side: his relatives and even her friends and cousins were tired of her visits. Her only option was to go to her son, Victor. He was going to be twenty-nine very soon and hadn’t yet mentioned a girlfriend, much less a fiancée. Her time could be better spent getting him a suitable bride.
She started jotting down a list of things she might need and dig around an old tote bag for her MasterCard. She was going to London and wouldn’t make the mistake of informing Victor before paying him a visit this time. She made a mental note to tell Catherine though, just in case her plan backfired.
Princewill walked in after a long day’s work with his briefcase in his hand. His shoulders fell, his brows furrowing for a few seconds when he saw the clothes on the floor and the open suitcase. He held his breath as he walked to his side of the bed before exhaling. He gave her a hopeful look but she quickly looked away.
She grimaced. He should have been used to this by now. For the past eleven years, she had seized every opportunity she could to escape from him. She hadn’t been able to stand being near him for very long after she’d seen what he’d done. He had whined, cried, and even yelled that it had been his fault, demanding to know why she was still making him pay for it. He had said that it had only happened that once. It had been a mistake. How easy for him to say as he wasn’t who had to bear the consequence of his action. How would he have felt if she was the one?
Her one wish as she blew out the candles on her birthday cake last week was to find her son a wife so she could move on with her life. This contraption called marriage was a mirage she no longer wanted to live in. Seeing this adulterous husband of hers every day was fast leading her down the path of depression. It was a miracle she hadn’t fallen into one yet. She was too young to die.
“Ruchi please, let’s talk!”
She rolled her eyes and hastened her packing.
He walked towards her and spun her around to face him.
She shoved his hands off, glared at him contemptuously, and went back to packing.
“Please sweetheart, we can’t continue like this. How long will you keep this up? I have told you I’m sorry countless times, and I honestly meant it. It only happened once. There has been no other woman before and after that and I know you know that. Please -”
“The before or the after,” she forced out through clenched teeth and walked out of the room, fuming.

…………..To be continued.


Out of context

For some reason I’ve been quite observant and critical lately. I have realised that most of us take the word of God out of context. For instance, two weeks ago, a guy tried to convince me to sleep with him.
So I asked him “How then would you be able to sing praises to God on the altar with a clear conscience?” Continue reading Out of context

We’ve all been there!

I’m sorry I haven’t been in touch with you all! I’ve been busy! A common excuse right? Well I hope to change my ways. I haven’t kept some promises that I made. So I have a lot to make up for. Does that sound like you? We will always have that period in our lives when there is so much activity in our heads that we don’t achieve much in our external world. The important thing is to learn to come out of it and hit the ground running. Continue reading We’ve all been there!


I woke up, looked in the mirror
and said to myself, ‘self, you are strong!’
When the lizard falls from a tree
it doesn’t feel sorry for itself,
it has evolved a thick skin;
And when you cut its tail
it grows backs.

I applied my make-up, hiding the dark circles
and smiled to myself, ‘hmn! that’s better!’
I decided to climb a mountain.

No mountain is high enough, to sever my joy.
the joy of the Lord is my strength!
I’ve decided to evolve.
And when my tail is cut
I’ll grow it back.

©2013 Kemka Ezinwo

When innocence is gone…

That’s innocence going,
Chaperoned by arm-twisting fear;
as once, trust was her chaperone
her confidence, entombed in love.
Her cries muffled, her radiance shadowed,
Her body conquered by a puppet.

Who can be held responsible?

Her honour, rip-wrenched from her,
her skin vandalised with soap and sponge;
her sleep invaded,
aspirations lost in life’s gridlock.
Leaving her guilty, defeated and unloved,

egg-shelled sturdiness!
dying backbone of ardour,
hard-bitten ozone of ultra-violence,
misery and despair,
now her forte.

Wearing lustful shackles,
cold but familiar.

Who indeed can be held responsible?
©2013 Kemka Ezinwo

Back in the Game

Groove on!
hinge a psych of perfect ace,
dive swiftly from the cliff of contempt,
ditch your last Romeo’s golden embers;
euphony bids

Groove on!
aye, bury not those smiling eyes!
Remain livid, a luminous star;
nudge cognition, swat the vagabond;
time awaits you.

Groove on!
Dump the mud-clogged annex of pain,
Ashen, the disfigured face of grief!
How could you forget you have strong wings?
Fly, to new heights!

©2013 Kemka Ezinwo

Fear not!

Although the Lord may not always spare us from troubles, he will certainly lead us through so we’re not overwhelmed by it just as He promised in Isaiah 43:2.

When YOU go through deep waters, I will be with YOU.

When YOU go through rivers of difficulty, YOU will not drown.

When YOU walk through the fire of oppression, YOU will not be burned up; the flames will not consume YOU. (NLT)

You just have to keep trusting in him WHOLEHEARTEDLY. Have you ever wondered why there’s 365 ‘fear not’s in the Bible? It’s because it’s your words of encouragement for every single day of the year. This has been prepared before you were born to carry you through every situation you’ve found yourself in, may have find yourself, or will find yourself in. He has promised and His WORD is true.

Take this to heart and have a lovely week!

Letting go

Why did it hurt so much?
I think I have let you go;
The bruises have healed.
But, they still itch.

I’ve pawned your smile
And lost the slip.

You’ve pawned my pain
And I redeemed it.

‘Listen my child,’
my mum once told me,
‘you’re not alone in this world!
Don’t hold not onto the pain.’

by Kemka Ezinwo 2014

Making it count

You can’t be of service without a CAUSE. Your cause will give rise to DESIRE which will birth the DETERMINATION to achieve your PURPOSE.

We are called to serve and service is continuous. Just like a business needs upgrades, so do you, as long as you live or exist on this earth.

Remember, you’re required to:

  1. Speak God’s word.
  2. Serve Him with all your have and are.
  3. Praise Him with your whole heart.
  4. Ask God today, to point you in the right direction.

May God give you strength as he promised in 1 Peter 4: 11.