Posted on September 25, 2020
by Ugo Nkwoala
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Flipping the Script A fortnight,Like his siblings before himMy youngest son will be leaving homeTo lead a life of his cravingMy father, my aunts, my cousinsToo many dear friends are deadI’m on calcium pills to saveMy wasting bones from Osteoporosis –A last-ditch effort to… Continue Reading “MIDLIFE – A Collection of Poems (3)”
Category: Family, Sex & Sexuality, Nature, Love & PoetryTags: aging, choices, contentment, crisis, drama, eternal-life, Fidelity, fifties, happiness, health-challenges, human-desire, life-and-living, life-lessons, marriage, meaning, midlife, midlife-adventure, nostalgia, purpose, reinvention, wisdom
Posted on September 1, 2020
by Ugo Nkwoala
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Each time,I find in her a distinct gratification –far better thrill than last time,even though we’ve exhaustedeach other a thousand times.A philanderer knows the ecstasyof having had a thousand dames,once each time, but will never knowwhat gleams in the eyes of old coupleswhen they… Continue Reading “A Thousand Times”
Category: Family, Sex & Sexuality, Nature, Love & PoetryTags: adoration, commitment, devotion, Fidelity, husband, intimacy, Love, love-the-one-your-with, loyalty, marriage, monogamy, old couples, playboy, promiscuity, wife
Posted on February 14, 2020
by Ugo Nkwoala
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Category: Family, Sex & Sexuality, Nature, Love & PoetryTags: courage, happiness, heartbreak, inner-strenght, marriage, romantic-love, the-reality-of-love, true-friendship, trust
Posted on May 23, 2019
by Ugo Nkwoala
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Welcome to Matrimony hope you enjoy your stay while it lasts be happy, be yourself, be truthful 10 years from now we’ll be celebrating an anniversary, hope not a divorce. Did you bring that cherished gift newlyweds clamour for or has it been given… Continue Reading “Welcome To Matrimony”
Posted on December 21, 2018
by Ugo Nkwoala
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When all is said and done this exhaustin’ drama to make an adult out of an infant over. This is what it comes to – my daughter is not my daughter. A most grateful child she is seem not to have forgottenher native tongue… Continue Reading “My Daughter”