ramblersINC

… the world through the eyes of the rambler.

Poetry: I Think Of you.

In this place, light beams unhindered I can almost see you, almost trace your face With the tips of my quivering fingers I think of you in the solitude of … Continue reading

March 29, 2013 · 4 Comments

Jesus Is Not Coming Soon… by Ikenna Valentine Oje.

It was 6.00 in the evening. The program on T.V was captivating and it was the most interesting series ever to grace the screen. I half lay and half sat … Continue reading

October 12, 2012 · 17 Comments

Saved by D&G by Roman Hammed Ajiboye.

Writhing in Pains Unimaginable agony Cudgeled by ulcer Painkillers¬†ineffective He burst into tears Doesn’t cry easily This man Today was different The tears flowed downwards No one to turn to … Continue reading

August 25, 2012 · 1 Comment

Change by Hammed Roman Ajiboye.

Its been too hard living But I’m afraid to die Cos I don’t know What’s up there Beyond the skies Change I seek you To make my life That which … Continue reading

August 21, 2012 · 2 Comments

Atop a leaf patterned mat.

This cold winter night ushers in Reflections of a flowery time Home is where the heart is When Miles are numbered in journeys Unending… I’m a visitor in these parts … Continue reading

June 5, 2012 · 3 Comments

Beneath the veil.

I hate the way you crawl into my dreams Shifting faces in the moonlight Stealthily, Riding on a wave of deep blue sea. The carpet, That was and is not … Continue reading

May 16, 2012 · 6 Comments

Four Walls

5:25 am I’m wide awake Staring at the white¬†asbestos¬†ceiling Lost in thought and reminisces Tear rubber sleek cars, And loose women Owambe parties, Plenty wads of cash The envy of … Continue reading

April 27, 2012 · 9 Comments

Hell’s Bells

  She ran pell-mell on a field of stones Naked feet scorched by the midday sun Her shoes were forgotten in the doctor’s office Along with her sanity which she … Continue reading

April 25, 2012 · 5 Comments

The hunter, the prey and the game of lust.

He stared at me from across the room. I spied his wrist and the shoes on his feet. He had a smile, i gave a mindless shrug. He moved over, … Continue reading

April 21, 2012 · 32 Comments