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…
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…
“Im, a people-oriented person” was the first line of an interview coaching in my days of being a novice. My then tutor was Edward. I don’t remember another name; He was working with children with AID support. A tall, built…
In my first year of high school, I ran 22 times around our school field. It was for an inter-house competition. A day we really waited for. School’s Sports day. There were no lessons. Teachers and other staff came in…
Allow our fingers to interlock Take my feet to a world I haven’t been Open my eyes to horizons I’ve never seen Show me parts of me that remind you of sunshine The very dark ones that I hide Show…
The moment I saw him get it that bus.. I saw something about him that only I can tell. He sat next to me, as he started talking My heart opened up to listen My eyes sparkled at his stories…
I love you when you sing your heart out at night when the stars and the moon can’t resist you. I love you when you charm Me into your company to stroll in the villages that sit at the floor…