A wild door, a shadow of a door; I see the golden nob, rusty hinges from top to feet With demons and angels on either side Smoke-filled emotions gliding in-between the flat perimeter of its beam “It’s a strange way to walk into”, said HE Though the heart desires and vainly seek to inhabit every … Continue reading Door
If I love The heart would loosen from its latch Broken cords in the chest’s middle Like in the middle of the garden Where the fruit of eternal life germinates The eyes would salivate with every bite. Who should love? When the mind disagree, purifying realities of anxieties, lurking in the darkness of every corner; … Continue reading If I love
Chained to life by flavours and varieties The taste of every fresh fruit from Eden. Convulated wild emotions, permutations, cravens distilled on a dry palate, salivating for more. The road wide, uncramped with broken destinations No escape! The frail truth of the man kind.
Rats! Really? Who asks the question? that floats aimlessly in the air of an empty office Office! Really? The empty question on overflowed minds “Oh where is thy truth?” “Was it lost, perhaps, in the sea of morphine, dopamine and expired saline that has become thicker than blood?” Probably, I assume … Continue reading Run Away TruthS
Hidden tensions within my head disguise as gestures of a dark circle Brightened by the layers of voice - and thought in an unbreakable movement. If from afar I could utter and say in a language beyond these words How I feel every single day I'd find equilibrium between anger and love.
In vain I was chained - yes at my birth Not the first and not the last Like a charm I have been walking in circles The circles now holding my neck tight Carrots do not grow on trees or you pluck oranges underground Then how can I be free when my skin stains the … Continue reading Disappear
Listen: ba-dum, ba-dum, ba-dum So even and identical Which one is the other The blow of the force...
I wish I would not think of you and today never blossomed With its mixed flowers of green and white Like greens that bath your banks between the softest parts That cast those matrimonial short spells from below The wet fragrance that bait hearts of all those who lavish their eyes on you I wish … Continue reading River Niger
If I was a tree you’d mold in your hands the very best of loam, for my root to blossom and grow into a fine shape. The shape of freedom. Giving you shade from the blistering elements in every inch of distance. If I was a country you’d hoist my flag swamped with the rainbow. … Continue reading Then, Who Am I.
In the forest of Olodumare a rare gem emerged undaunted The black man and the veil like those covering a manger In the absence of stars there was a dance of the forests a dance to remember the burden to memory — the muse of forgiveness There was a voice in the wilderness - I mean the … Continue reading Kongi