Poets are murderers
Yes we are.
We are teachers of the ultimate truth
We enlighten the universe of the foundation of life
We teach them love
With sweet tongues we forge our words
Making them into beautiful […]
Where dreams are gold of thought
Where cloud are silvers of hope
Where future husband the street
Where ghost don’t crack bones of human.
This colour of African night depict water
A formless form of laughter […]
Remember the street is a dryeR
Easing out fears into a flat pastE
Memories may be seen as an imaM
Entering into convenant with hastE
Minding the time he coiled on kiliM
Beauties of the street are folded like […]
My eyes pierced into her thigh
Into the upper room of a hole
Connecting hell and heaven
I was introduced to infatuations
Hanging my thoughts and prayers
Through the imagination of her pride
I saw her […]
A place? An ideal? A struggle? A people? A hope? A war?
Yes, but it’s bigger.
My father said it took him years to stop ducking when he heard the sound of airplanes. As a child whenever a plane flew past, it was […]
create a golden route for a poet like me,
let the embodiment of song carved itself
in the palms of the world beyond till lyrics
of faith light to ease the thought of my mind.
If you die before me, tell papa […]
To love the wrong
What worser fate than to love the wrong?
To utter words of love and be hit with a prong
A two edged stab to your heart to tear you worlds apart
And cast it’s shadow on the pitiful demise of […]