Communal decadence A place filled with unending revelries Owning a heart that raucously parties Along with a booze powered spirit That rages in the dark like an angry spirit Tending to it were strumpets roaming free Trailed by decadent wallets known to please Overtly engaging in their self-indulgent spree All over the beau terrain rolling in ease Now it’s all being replaced by new gentries...
Blam!The spot shinesWhite and hotIntense and sullenThrusting me in to infamy The spot shows no mercyIt gives no time to prepareNo time to be readiedAnd at the loud bangI must perform I am either setOr I am not setAnd as the white heatBlares down on meI must perform I was not set that onceWhen the bang cameAnd the spot shoneWhen she shrivelled her faceAt the sight of mine I was not set againWhen...
When I decided to be your friend.I didn’t decide to be there just to take pictures with you.Or comment with enough hype to buy your smile.I decided to hold your hand through the tunnel and remind you that you are not alone.When you decided to add best to the six letter oath.I hope you realised it means I am stuck with you like the earth and moon.I will orbit you and light up your darkest...
One of the many ways Fola liked to enjoy her nights was ensuring she ate something “sweet” to end the day, it didn’t matter if she spent the entire day stuffing her face in confections, she just had to munch on something sweet at the end of the day. Luckily for her, she always had a stash of sweetmeats by her bedside drawer. Stuffing her hand in the drawer and Rummaging through the endless...
My heart is a brain if it feels right I don’t have to think about it,But for every dumb decision my heart’s made, it’s my actual brain that’s dealt with every bit,With every beat of my heart, my mind grows weary with thoughts,Like I decide to wear my heart on my sleeves and my brain thinks of what if I get a slit on the wrist?Or if I’m ever left with a heavy heart will I still be able to throw a...
Little Girl, Little Girl Please let healing and wisdom in Though you’re grown now, a beautiful woman I still see you, little girl, playing hide and seek and peek a boo Still anticipating to be found, or maybe even chosen Little Girl, Little Girl Please let healing and wisdom in. From where cometh this trauma within Could it have stemmed from the root of forced detachment suffered by your...
I’m a black childWith lots of dream and aspirationBorn into polygamyNot by choice, but by force I am that child who replaces worry with solitudeWhere I turn my words and feeling to creative insightsA gift giving to me by God to manufacture wingsAs I run on my heels Gift to inspire hope and saturate courageLines that are too plain to wake and make youmight not be buoyant but words help to...
Without you I have been nothing but a broken shell holding up a façade of wholeness,For how can I be whole when without you I am half agony, half wonder completely and irrevocably incomplete,I sit starless night after night gazing up in search of the star that was once subject to your dandy,But night after night I am fruitless,Because like half of my soul it has twinkled outLeaving nothing but a...
This isn’t a story about love or heartbreak or even trust. No. This is a story about hate. Will it be too much for you handle? I don’t know. It isn’t for me so I’m feeling the need to tell you. Also I don’t know how to keep my mouth shut. You’re probably wondering who I hate and why I have to let you know. Well it’s very obvious and if you’re still racking your brain on who, I’ll save you the...
I am not responsible for your evil,This is true.I only punish those who deviate from good.I am a necessary catalyst in this drama,I play the thief, cheat and liar.When things do not go your wayMy name is available for you to blame.Paint me as you like, make black my attire,All I truly do is give you what you desire.I am the balance since I play evilBut to my creator I tremble and remain civil.You...
