Bella Poesia

As I emerged from the shower, a bloodied candidate 3 struggled towards her purse, maybe to reach for her phone. I was going to make it really slow and enjoy this kill. I had to stay under the radar after that the close shave at the Four Points, the cops were yet to find out about Fatima but they had no trouble finding the body of the hotel staff. This candidate was really hard to track down. I made an exception in picking her because unlike the last candidate, she was really popular on Twitter. She didn’t even follow my fake account because I didn’t have enough followers there. “Fucking bitch!” I cussed under my breath as she curved me for the fifth time. The bitch deserved what was coming to her. In her next life she would learn not to curve any guy again. Well, this is was getting really messy, this bitch was strong and feisty as fuck! Standing at 5’11, she had the nickname ‘the goddess’ on twitter and she really looked like one when I bumped into her at the movies. I knew...

I woke up to the buzzing of busy houseflies. The evil greenish black creatures hovering round my parents‘ lifeless bodies hungrily. I do not know how long I was out for or how I got downstairs from my vantage position at the gallery but the stench that emanated from their decaying body was nauseating. Whatever happened that night was gory, their bodies told the story quite elaborately. Chopped fingers and cigarette burns, a torn pelvic region on my stepmother, a bashed skull, dried blood and the dining table and sticky blood all over the Italian marble. Scarface’s voice echoed in my head and flashes of the multiple rape sessions reeled sketchily in my memory. The screams of both my parents jeered my nerves as I slowly recollected and the last image of my father was the anguish in his eyes as they met mine squarely. I am not sure if he saw me but that bitter look overwrote any other memory of my father I had. It was a night of pure torture on his side and excitement on m...

Medical school was the best and worst time of my life. It initiated me into this life I now found myself. It’s either a good or bad thing depending on how you look at it but for me, it was,  and still is a good thing. I witnessed someone die in my arms for the first time. I saw and did terrible things that I’m ashamed to write about. I did my first dissection and surgery. I pretty much kept to myself because I was socially awkward as most of the students described me. Nobody wanted to be my friend until Kanyinsola waltzed into my life. She was an exceptionally beautiful of Yoruba girl in every definition. Her crystal clear brown eyes were so piercing that I feared they could unravel your deepest secrets.  Her sophisticated sense of fashion was second to none. She was a definition of "way out of my league and yet she walked up to me one my first day in school. She's responsible for my social evolution. She was from a rich family and could afford to take me to fancy places ...

It's that time again... Midnight Duets!!!  This content is not appropriate for readers below 18.. 🔞  Contains nudity, sex and strong language!  __________________________________ [5/24, 23:46] RL: Face down, ass up... She definitely knew how to seduce me. Laying stake naked in my bed. I got carried away with her sheer beauty that I didn't bother to ask how she got in.  I was glad she was here even after standing her up the previous evening.  Standing half dazed at the door post I was imagining how I was gonna work that booty. Make up for not turning up for our anniversary. It would be the best sex she's ever had.  I stripped off my clothes like they were on fire! Hell Yeah! My body felt like it was burning. Burning flames blazed through me like the smoking burning bush that bemused Moses. [5/25, 00:03] DB: "Hey stranger". I said as I watched him strip with so much speed.I laughed. "someone is definately excited to see me" I said motion...

  Introducing Midnight Duets every midnight on Bella Poesia  This is a conversation between two great minds about a rare beauty with many aliases... Alexis: Where is Wonderland? RL: Wonderland is in yonder for the time being. Alexis: It was the best of times yet the worse of time! RL: Lol! Yes indeed! The paradoxical effects of that angel dust left men and women alike yearning for more... Alexis: Who else could change your day into night in a twinkle of an eye! Alexis: All she cared about was your happiness, irrespective of your circumstance. RL: She loved to make a Alice out of everyone and never kept malice, not even once! RL: She would take one into a journey of different dimensions and propagate a path of endless wander. Alexis: To some; wisdom was given and some couldn't escape their dullness, others lost their souls to the ecstasy and never returned! RL: She gave the euphoric wanderlust to mortals. The strong were rewarded with insight and the weak wi...

EPISODE 2 25-05 Last night turned out as fun as I planned for it to be. The events of my escapade and kill hit me like an epiphany but it was time I stopped being nostalgic and focused on disposing the body. It was going to be a very difficult task because it would be almost impossible to carry a lifeless body past the hotel lobby without attracting attention. I mean, what was I going to say if apprehended? "Oh sorry I just wanna dispose of this 90kg lifeless body in the lagoon around the corner".  I really needed to get an apartment that would serve as my kill zone. I could even afford to install my own morgue so I could relive my experiences with each Candidate and have all sort of trophies. I paced around the room, tried to figure out how to get rid of her body and then it dawned on me! I could just leave the body here and disappear since I left a false identity at the reception the previous night. That wouldn’t work I mused, there were more CCTV cameras in this d...

Just across the room I caught a glimpse of her beautiful silhouette An instant distraction from my date it was A beautiful distraction I eagerly indulged in She casted her stare towards my table Her lovely piercing eyes made love to my side I was immediately drawn to her lips Full, sumptuous looking, generously moulded into her perfect face She had a charming smile, like sunrise in a vast desert Her full breast couldn't remain hidden in her loose chiffon blouse We engaged in a steaming intimate eyegasm. It was nothing short of wonderment, the way my soul traveled out of my body into a clandestine space It was as though we were communicating in a subatomic level But for constant disturbance from the stranger in  front of me we might have fucked till our minds climaxed My sole burned and my soul yearned Release me from this shackles impeding me from being with my future Funny how exchanges of gazes assured me that I've known her all my life My joy was caught short! She dis...

Devoid of logical reasoning Destruction of a promising life imminent Delusions of who he is clouds his judgment Dripping down his face is perspiration of a fruitless struggle Dribbling his mind into a tight corner Divide and conquer is the algorithm he requires Decisions are hard to reach still Dilemma of a fallen soldier Destination which remains unknown Darkness casts shadow over what was once a bright future Downtown the chaos of misplaced priorities Desperate to regain control of this roller-coaster situation Deeper and deeper he slips as he  sinks into this dark abyss of confusion.

Take me away Sweep me off my feet Take me somewhere sweet Take me somewhere serene Let's run away together To a place far from all these chaos To a place of peace Serenaded by the melodies of chirping birds                         Where the ground is so soft we need no beds                                                                    Take me far away Where the stream is of milk Our blanket is of silk Away from the heat of global warming The fire of our love;  our own warming Let's stand on the horizon Gaze till the ear...

We arrived the Four Points Hotel at Oniru around one a.m. Fatima was quite high already and could not stop chattering away. Her constant chatter was beginning to irritate me and could not wait to get rid of her.  At the reception desk stood elegantly, a tall plain looking lady. Her tag indicated her name as Chioma. She attended to us politely and with impressive patience because Fatima kept being a nuisance with her constant slurry outbursts and nagging.  After retrieving the key card to our, I dragged Fatima into the elevator. Our room was on the fourth floor and the elevator ride seemed endless as I was trapped with a drunk girl. We finally arrived at our destination without much ado. I had one hand supporting my plastered date and the other to open the door to room 419, our temporary abode. It was a relief to be at the slaughterhouse I thought slyly to myself. I had to return to my car to fetch my tools for the ritual.  I laid Fatima gently on the bed ...

His piercing eyes leaves blazing trail of excitement ; Gazing deep into her soul Crystal clear is the lust on her face She can't hide it around him She wants to feel him inside of her She wants to taste his juice on her kneels .... She tastes his full lips with her eyes She hears his groans with her mouth She succumbs completely to his strength His chiseled chest so grotesquely perfect In his firm embrace she wants to surrender Her panties is moistened already at the thought                                                               Her legs wobble as though the deed done These fantasies in her head leaves her undon...

                                                                              #Entry 2 "I often hear I am a narcissist, maybe because I am always so full of myself. But I think I'm just misunderstood, they didn’t understand me, no one does and it doesn't help that I am unrealistically intelligent for someone with my awkward social skills. My intelligence didn't stop me from dropping out of med school. Med school rekindled my savage love for the dead. I got so distracted fantasizing about the dead that it derailed me from the main purpose of medicine which is saving of lives. Medical school was the best and worst time of my life.  I got initiated into this life I now found myself. It’s either a good or bad thing depending on how you look at it but for me, it was, and still is a goo...

It was a Friday night, it was even a Friday the 13th and the stars were aligned in my favor. I left the morgue at "The Nigerian Military Hospital" Awolowo way in my 2008 Toyota Camry. Trust me, I could afford a Mercedes Benz or something fancier but that would defeat the purpose of my cover. The Camry was almost too much attention because as it was my boss was using beat-down 2000 Toyota model. My cover was I won a lottery from sports betting shop and I was sticking to that story. It was convenient but kept me under the microscope which meant I had to leave behind my fancy clothes and accessories in the car. I had to get to Water Side along Queens Way Drive still within Ikoyi to blow off some steam with my high grade weed and collect my proceeds from my boys. Unlike my day job, pay day is every Friday with my drug business. It was really lucrative and I supplied the best merchandise in the whole of Lagos Island which really was where all the money and fun was. It took...