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Aborting a Future: The Betrayal

As I reflect on my past, I realize my journey has been marked by moments of lust, anger, and pain. It began when I left for university after a vacation, stepping into a world filled with temptation and choices I wasn’t prepared for.

I found myself drawn to various handsome…

My First Crush: A Journey of Self discovery

The intensity of my first crush was like a tidal wave, sweeping me up in its powerful tide. I was just a young girl, barely 10 years old, yet I felt like I was drowning in the depths of my emotions. Ken, a tall and handsome boy, became the…

Embracing Salvation: A life changing encounter

As I continued on my journey after my failed relationship with Brian, I began to feel a deep sense of emptiness inside. I tried to fill it with entertainment, parties, and food, but nothing seemed to satisfy me. I felt lost and alone, like I was wandering through a…

Empowerment and dedication

My name is Aisha Abdulraheem Bamidele, and I am based in Kano State, Nigeria. I am the founder of the Aisha Women’s Rise Foundation, an organization dedicated to empowering young girls, women, and even boys with skills that can help them achieve financial independence. Over the years, I have…

POEM: Mama, you traitor!

Mama, you traitor!

Mama promised me a quiet holiday,
While he promised me a quiet night,
Just us and the stars.

Two days, he said,
Two days I’d promised him,
Two days at Mama’s village.
A land where whispers linger in the fog,
Where news travels faster than curious neighbors peering over the fence,
And where the thatched…

FROM LONELINESS TO PURPOSE

I was born into a Muslim home, where the teachings of the Quran and the traditions of our faith shaped the way I saw the world. I studied the Quran, completed Walimot, and followed the customs of my upbringing, but there was always a feeling deep within me that…

Dark-skinned girl!

Dark-skinned girl, I am
Lived through the rainbow colors
Saw all the distractions
My confidence shaken
My mind swallowed; as a dark-skinned girl, I kept moving.

Dark skinned girl
A word of power
A power through my veins
A force pinning through
Shades of colour influencing my thought
But I remembered I am a dark-skinned girl
I kept moving.

Dark skinned…

An Ode To My Mother

Sing a million praises to my Mother.
Orisa bi ti Iya kosi laye.
Call her the virtuous woman.
Yes, she is a selfless woman.
Add the ambitious woman to the list too.
She put me first before anything,
And anyone and even before herself.
Her name is love because she abides in love.
Not just an ordinary…