Teen Scribblers

Hey y'all ! It's a quarter past the entanglement season, I know. I've been getting stuffs together, c'mon. I'm a young adult na. So, yeah! Entanglement. I'm going way beyond the surface of being in a 'love triangle' or 'caught in the web'. Love is the greatest of all, even the Bible attests to that.🙂 You can't expect something that's the greatest not to have constituents. Love is a pregnant feeling. It has family members and potential members in it. Little drops of emotions make up a big love. Emotions(🤨😒🙂😫😥) are of various kinds. Just as the above image depicts a timber(love) studded with various smaller ones, that's how it actually is. Now, it's love actually that's in an entanglement with other emotions here. Hey! I'm not talking about just lady-guy relationship.😏 Any bonding that has love involved in it is pregnant with babies.😂 When you and someone else starts the journey of companionship and familiarity, love...

She was tall.  That was all he saw when I first peeked at her. She was tall. I liked tall girls, being tall myself. At 6'2 with a body like mine, most girls made me feel like a pedophile (I know you're thinking I'm buff and ripped... YoU aRe WrOnG). Being fat and tall had it's advantages but not with slim and short girls, they mostly looked like children to me. This one though, was very tall, nothing less than 5'9 by my estimate. Them long legs captured my eyes and I followed them all the way to the top of her head only stopping to do justice to the ample backside she presented to me. 'Damn!' I thought to myself, 'she packing some real ammo right there'. So i stood up and walked towards her. The restaurant I'd come to take my evening meal was almost empty. Nobody eats this early in the evening, apart from me and apparently this lovely lady. She turns around just as I got behind her and in her shock thinking was going to harm her or so...

Go outside  Look at the sun With a mountain in sight In the evening, the sun glows An orange ball of warmth The sun shines down  With music on my mind  These thoughts flow  Through my fingers to my keyboard The beauty in the struggle  The fire that makes Gold I probably see life through a bubble But then, even my troubles are bold I try to see the beauty in my Country What makes my home a tourist attraction Even with the international embarrassment We call politicking I see proud mountains and hills That have stood for ages  That probably have stories That endure in a timeless haze I cast my mind to the warm springs Where warm water comes from nature And coexists with cold water Water so clean, it could be used. Have a cup, of tea I remember from NTA The horse shows to the north The stallions pride  While he races to the music The ancient art  Of ancestors past The creativity inherent  In our blood The music  Both old and new  That ...

I’m indifferent towards blogging, I prefer vlogging because I think by means of video, you can actually connect more to the person creating the content but here I am. This Covid break got me thinking about a lot of things, actually, it got a lot of people thinking about a lot of things and overthinking can be toxic without an appropriate outlet and so I decided to blog because, it is not every time that a person will feel like being in front of a camera. You might think “What is Koko talking about?”, “This has nothing to do with the topic!” so I might as well just cut right to the chase. I recently posted a quote I thought up on my instagram and a friend asked me to expatiate. It goes like this “There is no FREEDOM anywhere. Do Not bE a sLavE of liberation”. At the moment of posting it, it made a lot of sense to me because no matter how free we think we are, we would always be slaves to our desires, goals and ambition. But during the course of explaining to my friend, I realised much m...

  Watching you from the corner, you're smiling like you have no care in the world. Only that smile is not for me. It's for her. You're happy with her. She's not scared to tell you she loves you. You're safe with her, she's your haven. You're forever with her, she’s your fairytale love. She knows your deepest secrets, knows your fear, what makes you tick. She knows what makes you smile. She'll make you your favorite dish. She'll be the one to kiss you Good morning and goodnight. She'll know how you're scared of the dark and your favorite color is blue. She'll play hide and seek with you as you relive your child hood days. She'll pull your beard and laugh at your silly jokes.    I wonder if you think of me, think of us. I meant it when I said I hope I never see the day that you'll move on and be happy without me, your exact words were " Ifemi , if the world should stand still, my love for you will keep growing'. Yet you...

Travelling the world had always been a dream for Babs. Don't be fooled by the tittle, Babs is short for Babalola. Babs left home at the age of Eighteen and from the streets of Sapele he ended up traveling the far reaches of the earth. For now, those are stories for another time. I was simply an associate to Babs, barely a footnote in his story, (though he might say otherwise) and after seeing his antics and the ways he used to get in and out of trouble, but yet he was the unsung legend I have decided to tell you about. This is the story of Babs and how he came to be called, Babushkaba. So sit back, take a cup of tea and relax. It's going to be a long journey. According to Babs, he left his home on a Sunday morning because as poor as his people were they always ran around preparing for church and he wasn't an avid believer in religion. He did agree that there was a higher power but he didn't particularly think any religion had the best idea about who or what ...

You know, each time I hear people say "I fell out of love", I keep asking myself, did they ever really love? Cause to be honest, I don't think we humans ever really stop loving. That is, if you ever loved in the first place, no matter how little it may have been. Truth be told, your heart is big enough to love every soul in the world and judging from the fact that there are over 7 billion people who look like you and I, that means your heart is really big. That's why when you fall for that person, no matter how bad it may have ended or how much hatred you may claim to harbor within you, have you ever asked yourself why you still get affected or sometimes feel that little iota of pity or sentiment when something is not right with the one you once loved? The truth is you still wanna check up on them, know how they are, know what's up with them, know how they doing or how they feeling, you actually can't help yourself. Sometimes you even catch yourself thinking ...

I can hear you now I couldn't hear before  But I can hear you now Right now before you go  I can hear you I don't have an answer for your questions I don't have a response for your queries I'm lost in your tirade  I wither before your rage I can't say anything I can't do a thing I guess this is the end It's the end of the road for us They say nothing lasts forever  but who ever expected us to end so easily  my emotions in control, barely I never expected it to bad early I don't blame you I've been a fool acted dumb like mule basically just being a tool I didn't talk so you talk too much I didn't try  so you tried too hard I wish it had been different I wish I had been stronger I wish i had told you P.S, I still love you

I feel lighter A bounce in my step A smile on my face A song in my head   The sun seems brighter The sky bluer The clouds fluffier Any rainbows will probably be "colorfuller"   As I walk this road People look at me And feeling quite bold I said hi like we were gees   I suddenly stop I wonder the reason Why am I in a good mood? A thought comes to me   It can’t be that Can it? Have you ever felt this good For such a mundane thing   Do people feel this good Get in such a high mood And walk with peace even in the hood Just for a kiss? If so then I want more I want more light I want to feel the light I want to touch the light.

This morning was turned sour Woke up without you by my side Where's My Ride or Die? I searched for you my love Though I'm still searching Just a clue or hint But all you left behind Made me clueless Empty space Rumpled sheets It's a special type of feeling Always lingering in your presence Only you remakes an old heart  Back into it's youthful vigour I could always and forever write about you But what's left is nothing I miss you  Only you can fill your space I am with heavy eyes Even if I'm to rest  Where would I? My Succulent Bed I miss you ~Eustachio

Think of the memories The happy days The laughter The tears The triumphs  The setbacks  Yet you came through Always as a pillar to support As the courage The one which engineers me Your indeed a package Limitless in positivity Being besties make me happy I pray after this world We remain as ghosties Enjoying and reminiscing the moments Till whenever and forever I'll always love you ~ Eustachio

Everytime we pick up our phones, Everytime we check our social media feed, Everytime we turn on the TV, Everytime we take a look at our "mates", we are reminded about everything we want to be that we're not, we are reminded about the quota society uses to rate success and how we need to meet them to be happy. We, myself included, let these dictates define us and we have put in place for ourselves, a system that doesn't favour us.  So in order to get rich quick, youths are now fast to own businesses, which is very good and ambitious I must say. It is better than the illegal means. But being an entrepreneur is not a get rich quick scheme, it is something that takes time, perseverance, consistency and patience. However, this beautiful virtue known as patience is a term alien to most youths because they started with the wrong mind set. Once failure knocks about two times, many are quick to drop the business as fast as they started it. Some even go to the extent of jumping...

  Day whatever of quarantine and I’m already sick, boredom is my no.1 companion. It was a similar routine every fucking day and it was wearing me out. For some what reason I decided to text one of my exes-Adrian. Adrian is a really cool guy, apparently my favorite ex. Reason why we broke up we both don’t know till date but we believe it’s meant to stay that way. Despite our break up, Adrian and I would spend hour’s texting, calling, hanging out and all, until he got a girlfriend I decided to lay low. "Hey, Ad, what’s up?" I texted. "if it’s not the devil, what brings you to my DM?" He replied.  "Isthat what I asked you?’’ "what's doing you?" "I asked you what’s up and you didn’t give an answer ’’ "I can see you’re still the same uptight human being that loves giving straight replies ’’ "excuse me" "I can see you’ve forgotten how to read" "LOL, you didn’t change either" "you k...

The world needs better people? Though it sounds right but have you thought about the world been equal? Follow me on this rocky but stable cruise In the equal world The beautiful crowded roads Filled with exotic cars Who directs them? No one In the equal world We give birth to kids Who are the midwives? No one Though it sounds just normal But I feel the world needs it imbalances The imbalances make it balanced. Still these are mere rants without action The change is a process It's starts from moderating ourselves Then to the family and society at large. Embrace POSTIVE change It could be You No one knows  Who could make the world a better place ~Eustachio

Mornings begin with the sun It stretches its rays to touch everything of the earth the flowers to blossom the trees to bloom the ground to wake. My mornings always begin with you awake to my thoughts. You are like the sun shining in my life touching my heart to smile for you touching my lips to sing for you. Mornings for me is another journey with you. Love me daily and I will be your moon ~ Eustachio

A WOMAN Is not merely a word of appellation It's a resounding source of hope The one you look back at always Knowing that there's a light A shield Though fragile She could be fearless enough Fearless to feed wounded soldiers Her strength is regenerated every second As powerful as an elephant Mere ants kill them Same way she has her flaws You may be her weakness Try to understand it's a privilege Your presence in the world is a great blessing to me Same as to the World Thanks for being A WOMAN I love and cherish you Thanks again❤️ ~Eustachio

Red blood Hung on to me like a tattoo You would think the blood would make me hate you Being hit on a daily basis is supposed to make me hate you   Black darkness That's all I see as I'm thrown accoss the room I have become your punching bag Or your wrestling partner One that doesn't fight you Just lets you beat her Yes, that is apt I am something you use for your amusement A pass time, a worthless piece of furniture in your house Red again That's what you see I guess The red blocks your eyes Stops you from seeing it's me The love of your life The one you promised to protect and cherish You don't mean to hurt me At least you say you don't Pink That's how I feel This will be over soon The pain will end and the blood will stop You'll bring me flowers soon Sorry will be written on your face You will tremble as you cry And I'll forgive you Because you love me and I love you Because only you can love me Because I deserve you and you deserve me And I c...

Instagram, The bane of young teenage boys. Do you want to know why? Well I might as well tell you.  This particular day I was chilling on my bed in the hostel, and out of boredom I opened Instagram and started looking through, (you know how all these universities always have pages for their fine students, then post only mad, sexy girls). Well I was scrolling through one of these pages for ABUAD , I don't think there's any use checking pages of other schools if I'll probably never get to see them. On my hunt I started seeing some very sexy girls and as the foolish boy that I am, I started following and DMing them. Note, whenever I find myself on one of these sprees I usually find myself DMing nothing less than 10 girls. I still have so many unanswered messages on my Instagram. So as usual I DMed as many as possible, until common sense made me stop. While I was there i saw this fine girl that really caught my eye. She's brown skinned and quite short but a very cute kind o...

Here. There. I want you to hear dear. These things you need to hear Our countryman don't care Man are dying Man are suffering But they dealing With party politics People are striking COVID is ruling But they thinking  How to to share the "national cake" Accidents are happening  Cars are crashing  All they be asking Is for your particulars Ladies be getting raped People be getting mugged Yet all they thinking  Is about the length of their entourage This life no balance Just one question God, Why here?

        As a guy, rape as always been something that happened to other people. To people I don't know, but in recent times that has changed with all the news going around in the world right now, it's come to a point that I've started avoiding the news because I keep seeing a lot of bad things happening in the world right now.  Let me just use this to say my thoughts on rape.  Rape is a monstrous act and the fact that people are so deranged to the point that they do things like that to the fairer sex is irritating. Nowadays I keep imagining, what if it was my sister or mother that falls into such traps and monstrosities.  There's no specific way to stop people from raping. The monster in some men is just too natural to quell but, a stiffer penalty for rape might just do the trick in inducing a modicum of fear into the would be rapists.  On the flip side, there's a way to stop people from falling into situations from getting raped; 1. Pa...