When in life we first cried The elders said we tried And while we yet grow up We felt so free Till our height ascended up And our features like branches of tree Then we got to stopping point Facing challenges so red like Hell We only had a league saying, “Don’t!” How do we … Continue reading Fate of Our Dreams
NOSTALGIA Oh how I remember My flesh wanted, but my heart hated How I despised my secret chamber That made me my greatest hater Oh how I remember It was almost brought to a halt But selfishness stood its ground Having no fear, held me bound. More than before, I feel dead, a sea of … Continue reading Nostalgia
WHAT IS DEAD MAY NEVER DIE What is dead may never die, Not if it’s killed in its cradle. What is dead may never die, Some things with it you don’t fiddle. What is dead may never die This life you see is a riddle. What is dead may never die Some things we do … Continue reading What Is Dead May Never Die
The man bled, seeking a lead, His words were dark, brooding from all the lack, Seasons changed in his wake, hoping his thoughts were sweet like cake, A rusty coin holder, his little game seemed so older, Sure he smiled, but only if he hit a lid, Two quarts and a spoon, his weary was dire as soon, Shaking with intense, his fears would break his sense, The grips were just as gore, hoping his dreams would be sore, And in his hand was a hoard, with nothing but his lying board, Four ways he cried, but never did he side, The very seasons were changed, and his days all aged.
Strike me no more, I plead For I am the mother of your children Your wife , your lover, your helper , Your friend , your rock and your sanctuary I have shared and carried your burden Forgiven your humanness without judgment And loved you unconditionally Strike me no more , I plead My … Continue reading Strike Me No More …
For Lord Eddard Stark, the keeper of the Northern wall.(Game Of Thrones) WINTER IS COMING. . . The truth is a lie, The lie is the truth. Is all not fair in love and war? Honour is dishonour, The villain a hero. See, all is fair in love and war. The good men die, The … Continue reading Winter Is Coming
My kinky black hair woven in a thick knot decorated with cowries Feline eyes , defined by bushy brows Smooth oval face show showing off my tribal marks Splashed in one direction Thick red lips parted in a smile Revealing the gap in my white teeth Charcoal shiny skin A tiny waist, well defined by … Continue reading Beautiful…
There is a bounty So I’m told, worth more than a Man’s weight in Gold, many times over with all the diamonds, rubies and emeralds in the world cobbled together. Unclaimed? For how can one snare an angel and pin it down?
NWAJIUGO CHIDOZIE C, Tell her that I can still see the proposed future That I remember the promises That I still know the goal That the plans has changed but never will the goal Tell her that I have suffered set backs That I have missed and fallen back to track That I … Continue reading Tell Her…
Princess Praying in doubt Rhythm of her heart Loses euphony of desires In hope for the needed But the rush for the dangerous When a shepherd Hopes to clone hyena And hybrid of dogs and sheep There can be peace If they form a zoo With each in its wing Fed with caged-freedom and portions … Continue reading Oracle’s Heartbeat
It must have been a thing of Joy, that I am sure. Being the third and the last of her womb. Of his “wura”, his mother’s womb. On this day about two decades ago was born a star that will illuminate earth with it’s glow. On this day “Idile Kehinde bu si Ayo” On this … Continue reading Raph K
I am a flower on a course to bloom. Am a fire blazing hot, increasing in heat. I don’t have everything who does? . Though with my many flaws, i deserve love. I deserve a chance to prove my worth, an opportunity to disproveand correct all i did wrong. I don’t have what everyone seem … Continue reading All that matters
“I’ve lost my name”, so cried a maiden, Clothed in white and flower-laden. A passing bird did hear her cry, And downwards to her, he did fly. And so spoke the bird, “What do I hear? What do you mean to say such?” And thus spoke the maid, “How can you understand? I … Continue reading I’ve Lost My Name
The crook of my arm © July 2015 Folakemi Emem-Akpan For Joshua, who asked that a poem be written for him, like one was done for his sister. Here you go, my courageous little one The crook of my arm was made for you On your first day in the world They placed you … Continue reading The crook of my arm
As women, through the eyes of Eve We behold many visions and mysteries… Visions and mysteries of Love and Sacrifice, Beauty and Ugliness Joy and Pain, Laughter and Tears Water and Blood, Childbirth and Death Fertility and Bareness, Sweetness and Bitterness Hope and Hopelessness , Strength and weakness All ingrained in the sands of our … Continue reading Winds…