They told me that sex is a currency You do not give it up until they put a ring on it. They erected a pedestal and crowned it with virginity Every guy wants to marry a virgin, they said They cemented it with fear because pregnancy is the worst thing that could happen to you… Continue reading Sex is a Currency
Dear, Crush Every time I see you, my heart gets claustrophobic It beats so fast my heartbeat sounds like your last name which is to say I want your last name It opens doors and the chaos flood in An adrenaline-like neurotransmitter called norepinephrine is released which is to say my palms are sweaty and… Continue reading Dear Crush!
Poetry is a woman whose palette has been seasoned by pain and bitterness and I indulge her every time she comes calling. Our love affair is everything unconventional. She doesn’t call every time I don’t just to say goodnight. In fact, she doesn’t miss me. But when the rhymes and rhythms are stripped, we are… Continue reading Re-Runs (Second Chances)
Yes, I have been lonely, In a crowded room, When faces were bright and smiling, I have felt the gloom, Of secrets, crushing on my heart. Yes, I have been lonely, When texts, to and fro, Were exchanged from smart handsets, I have seen the harrow, Digging out sorrow, in messages. Yes, I… Continue reading Lonely
I thank you for the mundane things, The cock that crows, the bird that sings, In mornings that days begin; The food that fills, the thirst that’s quenched, The rain that has me completely drenched, E’n in places I’ve never been. I thank you for a perfect day, The brief repose, pain kept at… Continue reading I thank you
Coloring the black shades with her queen, in the game she thought she was playing, she didn't realize, until her heart broke into twenty-nine pieces of silver, one shy of Judas, zero dignity, reduced to less than Hosea's wife, because hers came with no title, that she was only for hire, that she was only… Continue reading WIFE FOR HIRE!
Limited by imagination rather than experience, Experiencing life only within your limits, Pleasure a thing you do not think you deserve, Deserving nothing but to please everyone… On and on you tread the shores of life, With your broken oars at hand, Wanting nothing but your deserved pence, Getting nothing on any merits, Life is… Continue reading CIRU
As I sail the Internet I see the many failed ships Some were set a-row and abandoned Some captured by pirates and all their goods stolen Some may just have given in to the pressures of the sea And allowed themselves to be broken by the waves Still failed ships they are Evidence of a… Continue reading Pep-talk 101
Sometimes words seduce me and I want to write spoken word poetry. I decided to make this a thing -Poetry Tuesday, so that I can practice and receive your feedback that has been consistent since I started this blog. Hopefully by next year, I will be consistent enough. Meanwhile, I will post it here, as… Continue reading Waiting for love