The truth is I have shed leaves Struck down by goodbyes That cared not a dime For my reverent constancy…
Browsing: Poetry
I feel like I been writing Same things all along Different words but it seems, ‘Tis the same poems Others…
“In the economy of sound, music is found.”—Dami Ajayi. In a certain office free of sound, A professor thinks of…
Some life is found on roads Where particles of dust thrive To remind us of our journeys But what are…
Didn’t you see the tears on my face When you reached out to me, Plucked the petals that clothed me…
That the smile you see is on my lips. That my heart is full alright Just full of dark darkness…
Nyalano picks at her food like her tongue is sore Avoids my face like I’m an ogre’s descendant Rations her…
I’m in the office, alone – past closing hours – Reading Myanmar earthquakes on TIME Anglo-Burmese wars, North Korea’s nuclear…
Carry me Far from sunsets and soon to be withered flowers Away from phony conjured warmth Flown under the guise…
My view, I smile, cry, shudder, weep, For into the souls of men I see deep, A tear for the…
It is your nipples hardening the moment he calls you to tell you he is on his way, it is…
We were enraged and battle-hardened persons in the field of life But, when they first touched our hands and whispered…