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BY NIGHT By: Badiru Kehinde



By night,
you should understand
that a happy
home starts in the morning.

Let's know that
The vestige of  yester night
slept with the moon.
And by morning,
Wake up with revelling

#badirukehinde

Badiru Kehinde:
About

Badiru Kehinde was born in Okokomaiko, Lagos to a family of six. Badiru Kehinde’s first work of poetry is I Know Why Your Mother Cries. Badiru Kehinde is a freelance writer, poet, fiction writer, graphic designer, brands developer, editor, researcher, singer/song writer, illustrator and lover of God, arts, African culture. He has a Diploma in Writing. He is a graduate of Osun State University where he had his first degree in English and International Studies. He is a regular columnist on different social media platforms where his poems, articles, short stories, quotes, essays, illustrations and other creative works have been published. He has also branded several leading firms with his creative graphic design skill.

He has performed poetry at leading institutions of learning in South-West, Nigeria and has partaken in various poetry and fiction writing contests. He is currently busy with furthering his education, poetry, music, graphics designing, fiction writing, and hopes to 'right the wrongs' of the society through art. Badiru has mentored young and budding writers through his Creative Writing Initiative: WriteNow

He has worked as features editor and Editor-in-chief of 2 magazines. Badiru is also a blogger, freaky lover, seasoned actor, avid reader and likes meeting new people. He loves Smooth Jazz and listens to four main bands; Hillsong Australia, After 7, Pieces of A Dream, and Snarky Puppy. When he is not writing or designing, he is cycling, listening to the radio, playing the piano or surfing the internet. Badiru writes and shares different exciting stuffs on his Instagram and Facebook page mostly. He is currently working on a collection of short stories, poems and a memoir. He is a regular columnist with hub20.com and nairaland.com

FB/Twitter/IG: Badiru Kehinde
E-mail:badirukehinde@gmail.com

Link to works: Via Google Search #BadiruKehinde or www.hub201.com/author/badiru-kehinde/

Find his book www.okadabooks.com/book/about/i_know_why_your_mother_cries/14808


Artwork by; Ibrahim El-Salahi's



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