. I wanted to worship.I stepped into an experience—fractured, crawling,wounded beneath the music They stood while I sat,their eyes closed in reverence.Mine stayed open. I feared id cry if I closed And then I saw them—white and orange flagsrising,…
It took years to write this story. Each attempt was met with resistance—my hands refused to move, my fingers locked in hesitation, and my heart throbbed with uncomfortable beats. I’d start, then find myself distracted, searching for a glass of…
Try to travel, otherwiseyou may become racist,and you may end up believingthat your skin is the only oneto be right,that your languageis the most romanticand that you were the firstto be the first. Travel,because if you don’t travel thenyour thoughts…
A guava tree is green outside when raw and can still be green or yellow when it’s ripe, you see we can’t question the wisdom of creation like a watermelon is always green outside but the inside is red. The…
I’m in love with how your kinky hair meets your healthy rich skin like the banks meeting the ocean waters that’s how your man hairs lie i run my fingers through the thickness looking down from behind I’m tempted to…
Writing articles is an art that demands a certain level of sanity, which I believe I have not yet achieved. Although I would usually journal in my book, I lacked the courage to share my thoughts here. Many things can…
I am not back to love poems im still on holiday but Jeez , It still sends shivers down my spine it comes in many forms like sea waves,like a huge anxiety he still puzzles my eyes like a puzzle…
Meeting you was no coincidence rather unplanned incidence knowing you was diligence minus the manual of evidence with a single spark our story began chapters beautifully woven and slowly a book was taking shape with a vision of calling it…
After a week like mine , you want to pause in the between and drink some water. coz weh! It one blurrry Tuesday evening and I’m trolling home after a tiresome day as usual There’s fatigue in-between my shoulders, I…
i know you dont relate especially with poetry what does rhyme and rhythm have to do. with your very groomed self life so busy with deadlines to hit and boses to impress. until you lose a love, until your hearts…