Aura

    Could you recognise the silence? That is what it feels like when Zenitude and woe swirl around in a chalice when crickets chirp louder, nearer when it’s too soon to speak up   The silence is the stillness of a waterless dam it is the look in her tearless eyes the doleful journey […]

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The Great Shepherd

Unto us a child is born A heir to the throne of David We have waited for so long even with our eyes we are blind     Remove us from the mortuary and lead us into your Sanctuary Our  hearts begged and wailed So he poured in abundance the Spirit of truth     […]

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Lover

                               Lover                                    year gone by                                    Nights on […]

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The day my boy became a phoenix

The day my boy became a Phoenix my skin was soaked in sapphire My  shambles   of a heart could not prevail amidst tears and disbelief   The day my boy became a Phoenix They gave me such a scorn We christened him Christopher, after his grandfather   He was inerrant in my eyes like no Jewel […]

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Paradoxical

  the voices of impaled promises is our Sonnet   These walls. They sequester us with the devil’s eulogy This city. It is not for the faint of heart   These ashes. They will scatter o’er the horizon   These words. They compress wishful thinking Into midsummer fables     *Where was I?   These […]

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Nature

    It’s easy to fall in love It’s harder to stay in love. Even with God, that’s just human nature.     He’ll soak us in  love, unconditional from pre-conception till eternity Because he’s God, that’s just his nature.  

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How are you?

  “How are you?”   He broke my heart, many a times, with the things he didn’t say I lost my mind, glancing at my phone, daring him to call. My eyes bled, more often than not, of sweat and dry mucus The loyalty game is rigged, but really that’s his excuse? He was the […]

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A Painful Soul

“Scars from battles hurt as It should”     Way back when waking up every morning was a struggle (honestly not too long ago), I used to write into  my Journals aka my ugly notebook. I sometimes browse through them when I feel stuck. My first journal is actually really depressing, I can’t believe the […]

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For the culture

Dear Motown lover, I absquatulated to Narnia to see the gold ensemble of  war ships north of  the  loch ness   To feel the warm orange  sun pacify  my bosom and finesse the taste of smooth jazz and  Scottish scotch   ‘Tho I have been exiled into solitude, I  couldn’t hide from your bearded face […]

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Beautiful hands

I once thought you had the most beautiful hands I ever saw Until you cut mine off and wore them like  gloves.

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