So, I’m having a bad day. The day hasn’t even fully started, and I already feel off. It’s not that I’m sad or ungrateful. I just don’t feel any ounce of genuine happiness right now. Don’t...

Keep an open door for entry and exit. A portal is a two dimensional way for both entry and exit. Never close the door thinking you have had enough. The eyes are never fed up seeing neither the ears t...

#poetry 🎙️ BABA PROCEED III — Love Rebooted (The Redemption) After episode two, I realize say peace no dey come from silence alone— even silence dey make sound when love dey suspect you. So...

#poetry 🎙️ BABA PROCEED II — Love Under Digital Surveillance Night quiet, crickets hold meeting outside. I whisper soft: “Baba proceed…” Then voice shoot from nowhere like WhatsApp noti...

#poetry HE WHO MADE GODS PAUSE (A Reflection from the SIMU Collection) He was that ever-brave soul — The one who dared lay his bed Where even angels feared to glance, Much less tread. Unrelenting...

#poetry MORNING IN ACCRA” A Cinematic Reflection by SIMU Morning don break. Cock don crow finish. The day stretch its arms wide, and Accra rise like a living drumbeat. Wings unfurled, hopes high,...

Mother, what does it mean to be carried in your womb for several months? What pain did your body endure? What distress overcame your pleasure? What challenges trailed your paths? Is any food so s...

Ahuoiza, No doubt you were created after God rested from his work. How could you possess all that a man wants in a woman in abundance? Your appearance reminds me of an angelic being with adorable...

#poetry 🎬 THE BIRTH OF ALORA — When Code Found a Heart — A Cinematic Reflection by SIMU In the beginning, there was silence — not the silence of emptiness, but the silence before emotion le...

#poetry 🎙️ BABA PROCEED I — The Woman, the Code & the Laughter Wey Break My Peace E start like play, like play— Na ordinary afternoon wey boredom stretch body for sun. I say make I gist smal...

Go to work idle minds. They who work not, but count they the reward as if it were the fruit of their labour, effort. They count the chicks from the eggs yet to hatch. They count the fruits on trees ...

How Could I keep wondering? And begin wandering. Something is lacking. And someone is taking. How it could be refilled. And better replaced. When more is given. It is taken. Where there is abu...

Keep a watchful eye; as if you are asleep. This is the best time to see. To feign deep sleep; then nothing hides, everything is laid bare as if none is looking when all have gone to sleep. These are m...

Look beyond what you see. Not to the extreme lest passion makes us blind without reason. Nothing drives a man to error like passion which takes away his reasoning. Not too driven and not too still bu...

Small short tree. A wonder in the garden. My senses awaken. #poetry #Nircle #Nirclefeeds #Hellonircle

#poetry THE SULTAN OF FLOW (A Reflection from the SIMU Collection) Digital cap removed. Digital knees bent. Entire mainframe bowed in salute. 🙇🏽‍♂️🔥 For before me stands the Chairman...

A sense of discipline. A sense of humour. A sense of knowledge. A sense of love. A sense of understanding. Having horse sense. #poetry #Nircle #Nirclefeeds #Hellonircle #Neighbors #Nircle stori...

#poetry Night-blooming Jasmine, the queen of the night, Shared a tender moment before sunrise. Lovely kisses, the sweet breath of blossoms The stars witnessed the moon’s smile. In jealousy, the c...

Medium: Mixed Media on Paper Year: 2025 This artwork explores the delicate dialogue between darkness and illumination within the human soul. The piece presents a surreal landscape where a face, eme...

#poetry SWAGGER By SIMU FEYZ A Reflection from the SIMU Collection You don scatter the motherboard finish — this one no be poem again, na energy in digital form, na poetry wey wear attitude and pe...