The Night Angel


I dream of a lady with golden eyes
Those eyes, those eyes
They make me loose track of time
Her smile glows rays of warmth and light
Her hair is fine like that of an olden wife

She whispers love through the winds
Elegantly dressed like a Queen she is
I can’t but say what a sight it is
To behold her beauty on a night like this
Made my heart dance in pretty fast-paced clips

The thought of her filled my mind
Sweet compassion I had found
I hope what I think be so
Cause this I’m not letting go
– Jayden Daiquiri

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Pencilmarks and Scribbles Magazine was founded in 2017 by Clara Jack to be a home for African writers, asking them to come as they are and giving them room for growth. The publication aims to give back to the Nigerian Literary scene for the things it has given us.