SOPHOCLES

EACOED Model High School, Isokun, was and is still one of the best schools in Oyo town. Among the best in Oyo State. I am not writing this because I'm an alumnus but because it's the truth. Conducive environment, qualified and certified teachers, brilliant students, well equipped laboratories, well stocked library, amazing hostel facilities (albeit debatable) and lots more. This is not an advertisement for the school, so let me just get on with my story. This one is about Mr. Adenigba, my physics teacher, and the last time I cried in secondary school. This story is about the moment I shut my brain to physics. Senior Secondary School 1 (SS 1), first term. The incident occurred in the morning and it should be first or second period, can't recall exactly when. He walked in the class and announced the topic of the day was "motion". "He" being Mr. Adenigba (Also Pastor Adenigba). For those people who understand a little bit about machines, you'd know t

If you're reading this then it's too late to stop me. Reading this means my last posts has gone viral. Some will judge me and call me dangerous and a criminal. Others might say I need a psychiatrist. Others might just say I'm a gratified arsonist. Whichever one you choose to believe, you can't hurt me anymore. It has been a while that I have been feeling high on fire and burning things. Burning things always had a way of soothing my mind and easing my pains. And I have to tell you, it had that effect almost till the end. If you're reading this, then it means my last stunt was successful. It means that I found the ultimate "high" and I stopped lighting things on fire. From rats to cats, from individual to plants to small farms. I have a long list of things I've watched burn. Things that turned to ashes before my eyes. I got the idea for my last stunt from a video I watched online. YouTube have a vast collection of burning things, from little prank fir

I have always marveled at the beauty of fire. The way things radiate when burning. The movement of the flames always look beautiful. Fire is sexy and I derive pleasure in watching things burn. The smooth way in which the flames engulf objects is amazing and fire never burns the same. Fire is beautiful, unpredictable and beautiful. Fire cleanse, it removes impurities. I started lighting things up for fun when I was a teenager, the exact age of which I could not remember now. I remembered the time I failed a test, I went back home and brought out a box of matches and lit the test scripts on fire. The joy I felt when the papers burnt erased the sorrow of failing the test. And the climax came when the score burnt. 62/70 looked beautiful when the flame erased the terrible score. Fire erase imperfections. After that incident, I just need to find reason to light things up. When I am happy, I start a fire. When sad, that is a reason to start fire. Anytime I feel depressed, the smell of burni

Astonished I am By thine comely grace Lush green leaves swaying in the breeze All hang their apex in jealousy When you walk by The midday sun is it as hot As your cool beauty. Awesomeness is your birthright Omidan, Arẹwà Ọmọge míì. I don't know how to play the harp I'd have sing to you With the strings. And I can't play the piano I'd have made you blush With the keys. All I know is lines I hope my lines are strong enough To reel you in. To me, Mine and mine alone. There is love in sharing, But I can't share my love. I'm the sole proprietor here.  Ridwan Akinkunmi Àjàgbé. Abu Marwan (Sophocles) 

Like Jose Mourinho You're The Special One. Unlike Mourinho, You've never let me down. Like Romelu Lukaku, You're heavy in my heart. Unlike Lukaku. Your shots always find their target, My heart! Like Juan Mata You're the "Juan" The one that matters! Unlike Mata, You can never be benched. Like David De Gea, You're the best keeper in the world. Unlike De Gea, You have the strongest defense. Like Antonio Valencia, You're strong in the tackle Whenever I attack you. Unlike Valencia, You know all the way to my heart, Not just one. Like Ashley Young, You don't just want to get old. Unlike Young, You get better with time, Like the fine wine you are. Like Lingard, You look younger than you are. Unlike Lingard, You perform extremely better Than it seems. Like Paul Pogba, You add variety, flair and style To my life. Unlike Pogba, You do it consistently and without backlash. Nor getting injured when it matters Like Manchester United, You're one of the best

let me tell you a story come one come all and listen to my tale of love with a little pinch of suspense. i met a stranger in the night on a rather dark night i couldn't put a name  nor a face to her. but mesmerized i was by her melodious voice all i ever heard her utter was ''good evening'' three days later my stranger in the night came back again at night. a friend of mine walked up to her and told her about my poem, my affections for the stranger without a name nor face. walking up to her  with the little courage i can muster "can i put a name to the face" i asked and yes!i've seen the face. and it made my heart picking a race beating erratically against my chest. running without rest. she is what you call "An Angel" ebony of utmost perfection black clad beauty. the best of presents are best covered. An ideal muslimah with the perfect mix of humility,beauty and calm. my stranger in the night went home but she is no more a stranger we meet t

Half moon lurking in the sky But still dark, That I can't see your eyes. But I heard your voice. "Good evening" she said And that got me high Ebony beauty clad in black Still can't see your face But I heard your voice. I fell totally for you Still can't see in the dark. "Can I know her name" I muttered to myself Still too dark to see her face But I'm gone. I fell in love with a stranger Without a name And  without a face. 

I found it, I brought it closer... I saw her, And I sold my soul to the devil to get her... Now I have no soul... Or emotions.. To love her

From the darkest corner of my mind, To the holiest part of my brain Your name shines brightest. I have a cold heart but it warms up At the sight of your smile. I can't say it quite often But be informed today That the only things constant in life Are your beauty And my love for you. I fall asleep Thinking of you And the first thing On my mind as I wake up Is you! Not the richest Nor smartest man around, But all my riches And my intelligence, Is meant for you. Take me on a cruise of love And let's sail away, Just you and I On a quest of discovery. To be together with you forever.! My ebony coated Angel! Amazing and beautiful diamond, Soft like velvet Gentle as a dove. My lady-Einstein. Like a gentleman,  I'm on my knees  Asking politely and calmly,  "Oh maiden of magical beauty"  I give you my heart "would you please love me back?"