Life mists us up… …Sometimes And sometimes life felt worth living, and sometimes it didn’t. It was harmattan, and death was in vogue; the world happened, rhythmically. Everything was automated, even biology. Wake, fog, expend, expire, dust…lather, rinse, repeat. Our late adolescence was full of non-sequiturs and six-syllable pharmaceuticals — some people were given to certain things. Or two-lettered … Continue reading “Life In Monochrome…”
It was the eve of Christmas ‘013, and the family was in Georgia for the holidays. The neighbourhood was cloyed with the savory scent of sugar-coated edibles, and all the other things I loathe about the season; the caroling, the heartfelt cheer, the decorating, the baking, Santa, the maxed out credit cards, the belated gifts, … Continue reading #This Is A Real Memoir, I Swear#
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When our eyes locked I either hid the keys in sin or they got lost Ever since then, I’ve never been able to take them off you again Before you came along, my peace of mind was in pieces, those pieces made a mosaic with other shattered dreams and broken promises Left behind by a … Continue reading Farewell…(I Hope Not).
I’d likely compare her to a half-eaten candy bar, Cadbury to be precise, not really sure why I would, but I just would… maybe it’s because I’m being left to finish what another man started, or maybe it’s just cuz I like chocolate bars, irrespective of whether they’ve been partially eaten or not, I can’t … Continue reading Relatable…
So far so good. We were in the seventh period, and I think I’d managed the first six pretty well. I hadn’t taken the word ignorance to a new level….yet, and my self-respect hadn’t depreciated, at least not significantly….I was on top of the world… Until my lecturer decided to switch things up a bit, … Continue reading I Don’t Even Know What To Call It, Just Read…
Through out and ins, the earth spins according to the rhythm of the heartbeats of new offsprings As Church hymns and praise offerings are given to the wind by the lips of the labouring mothers that suffered to bring them in All accompanied by the notes from the strokes of Seraphs on their harp strings, … Continue reading Words In The Wind…
I searched for my emotions through the compartments of my heart, but stumbled over some of Cupid’s older darts lodged in the vital parts While you were getting drunk off of stale teardrops and shady thoughts alone in the dark Sitting atop a mound of broken bottles and broken hearts, from previous lovers that made … Continue reading ● Two Halves Of A Tale ●
I’ve always been a happy kid. Got good grades, looked good ,ate good food, looked good, felt good, had good organs, smelt good, looked good, e.t.c. I was a happy baby 17 years ago. I was happy in Primary School. Very happy in Secondary School. Then I got into the University (pause). I came across … Continue reading School, People, And The Other Disasters That Follow.
Time flew and crashed into the plane of existence Reality shattered, as I watched rumors of it fly into the distance A sign that The Grim Reaper has time to kill As the grains of sand in the hourglass run out of space to fill He puts his sickle to the seconds as the eleventh … Continue reading Split Second Sonata
I took a detour while I was walking down memory lane Ended up at a station, looked around and saw a train That took me to a place in the city of the blind Never been there before, but I was surprised at what I was able to find We’re aware of what lies in … Continue reading C. I . T . S .-2
Rain pours out of the eyes from the soul To wet the dust As seeds watch us grow and follow us Is it the sun’s warmth That melts a cold heart As its light gives the roses back their red And draws the line that sets the sea and sky apart The same division is … Continue reading Cracks In The Sidewalk…
It seemed sunny that night, so sunny that one would’ve thought the sun was trying to work a twenty-four hour shift. The melanic night sky seemed to be perforated with tiny holes that gave way to the albicant light from Heaven, allowing it to brighten up the earth’s surface. The moon made an equally appreciated … Continue reading October The 31st
The wino had a crooked stagger, he was high off life Trying to drown all his sorrow and strife In bottles of booze, gin and juice, no-one to control him, never had a wife Now he’s a rebel trying to raise hell in public space He picks up a gun and spills blood all over … Continue reading Bad Life