Olayinka Atiyeye

Joined February 2025

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Poet. Soft chaos. Professional heartbreaker (on paper). I write the kind of lines that haunt you a little, in the best way. If you like your feelings in stanza form, you’re in the right place.

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Fingertips of Yesterday
Some nights, the past lingers in the air, not in whispers, but in echoes— loud, reckless, unrelenting. We were never gentle, never careful.
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
How to Survive a Horror Movie: A Practical Guide for People Who Actually Want to Live
Look, if I ever find myself in a horror movie, I already know I’m making it to the end credits. Why? Because unlike 90% of these characters, I have common sense. If you’re reading this, congratulations—you now have a survival guide. Take notes.
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Humor
Somewhere, I Swear, I’ve Been Before
“I’ve been here before,” I whisper, as I step into a room I swear I’ve never seen. The air hums with something I can’t name,
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
They Told Him To Be A Man
“Men don’t cry.” They told him young. So he learned to swallow the lump in his throat like it was nothing but air. “Men don’t break.”
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
For the Dramatics
“Oh my God!” I gasp, clutching my chest like I’ve just witnessed a scandal. Spoiler: I only tripped over absolutely nothing.
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
The Disease of Yes
“You’re too nice.” “You do too much.” “You don’t have to say yes to everything.” I know. I know. I know. But have you ever seen someone’s face light up
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
The Overthinker’s Lament
“Are you mad at me?” I ask for the tenth time. “For what?” my friend sighs, eyes rolling like dice. I pause, debating if I should explain—
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
Allow Me to Introduce Myself
I’d say I’m an enigma, but that’s too cliché, so let’s just call me a beautiful contradiction. A little too loud for the quiet rooms,
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
I’m Not Flirting
“You’ve got such a sharp mind,” I say with a grin, “And your style? Impeccable. Where do I begin?” They smirk, they blush, they glance my way,
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
The Art of Doing Nothing (Expert Level)
I should start now. I will start now. I just need to check my phone real quick. Five minutes. That’s all. …Ten minutes.
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
The Gym? Yeah… Soon.
Me: “Tomorrow, for sure.” Gym: “You said that yesterday.” Listen. I want to start. Really, I do. I can already picture it—me, fit, thriving,
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets
The Group Chat Curse
“Guys, we have to meet up this time. No excuses.” I sent the message with my whole chest, knowing full well what was about to happen.
By Olayinka Atiyeye10 months ago in Poets

Olayinka Atiyeye

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Fingertips of Yesterday

How to Survive a Horror Movie: A Practical Guide for People Who Actually Want to Live

Somewhere, I Swear, I’ve Been Before

They Told Him To Be A Man

For the Dramatics

The Disease of Yes

The Overthinker’s Lament

Allow Me to Introduce Myself

I’m Not Flirting

The Art of Doing Nothing (Expert Level)

The Gym? Yeah… Soon.

The Group Chat Curse

Stories (16)