The Kolo Kenneth Kadiri Blog

Yuletide calls for stocktaking, as much as the air is filled with laughter, delicious aroma, buntings and fanfare. So, in-between catching ...

I can see what the darkness does Say goodbye to who I was For now, a heartless being roams His heart eaten by a beast A beast without a sou...

All my eggs are cast in one The other baskets have shells Rotten eggs don't sink in a basin My heart flows like clear water The hone...

You are the silo of my thoughts Where the pollens graze Where the scythes leash in Famished gardens of my heart Where hungry pests flirt Bl...

Some days back, I was trying to add some creativity to my writing... I just wanted to sound good, you know, something that people could buy,...