Deadly Sleeps

Rolling around in a deep deep sleep... Tempted to touch I feel a wicked cold streak, Down my spine I shutter with fear! Am I awake, I hear a beast in my ear. Tossing and turning; I yelp! Frantically panting for breath; I scream for help. Sweating like a mule. I suddenly feel like a... Continue Reading →

Who are you

Our lips are thick, our noses broad, Our hair is nappy; we are black. And we are beautiful. We are tall, We are large and broad. Our feet stamp with authority that sets us apart. We are dark and we are light. I am within this mighty tribe; A sleeping beast with what they think... Continue Reading →

Of Poems and Song

No sleep all week in my room. Doing things you wouldn’t care for, thinking of the broom. Sweeping girls off their feet, I wish I was rich, But my songs are in a ditch. I better switch! Off or on!? Life is a trip, But I’m going to let it rip. No conscious, no confusion:... Continue Reading →

Lost in a beautiful abyss... Darkness so white and crisp Are we still good in nature Is it natural to ask favours The jungle calls for no quitters Acid in the air; where are the wine tasters Survivors remorse; that's a little course on toxic flaws What you take in, only blood comes out What... Continue Reading →

The River

Take me by the hand Lead me to the place with no plan No eager pleasing the meager All I want is to feel your warmth, let it fever Strip through your mind let me pick you open Closed for the night; throw in a draft-token Swiftly down the river, you are quiet outspoken Whisper... Continue Reading →

Of 27

Another year... It's hard to believe where time takes us. Time has definitely taken me to many places. Years pass by seeing and meeting different faces. Alas, what do the eyes feel what hands cannot see? I am grateful. And yet I want more. Maybe it's old age, Maybe it's a mid-life-crisis. Whatever it is;... Continue Reading →

St. Francis

I remember I was 14 when I first went to Assisi. Little boy from BYO, I tell you the process was kinda freaky. Tears to my eyes; the fear of being ostracized. Never realized that it was all self-climatized. The culture shock truly put me to bed. Not for long though, I was grappling with... Continue Reading →

Conventional Dreamers

What's the coursework you set for your life's work? Subliminal childbirth? You playing with Barbie and Ken, tell me their life's worth? Tell me what you going to do when you 6 feet deep; in the trench and in a heap. I hear people sharing their dreams; they're similar. Be married by 25, wow, that's... Continue Reading →

After

The early sun was warm on my bare neck. Piercing through the yellow linen curtain, it made the room appear dystopian like. A cactus sat idly on the floor, casting shadows over the wood and more. I could tell that it was time to go back; the day was almost up or had it just... Continue Reading →

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