(In Memory of a Beloved Brother and anyone grieving the loss of their loved ones) You left without a goodbye I’ve been lost, I’ve been shattered, The world a blur of meaningless noise. I’ve been hollowed, A shell of who I was— Why did you leave so sudden, so silent?Continue reading “Without a Goodbye(II)”
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Beneath These Rusted Chains
Beneath These Rusted Chains Our ancestors’ bones still whisper in the soil, once kings who walked where cassava grew tall, their laughter an anthem swallowed by trader’s gold. What ghostly arithmetic deemed a soul worth less than a barrel of rum, a fist of gunpowder? They folded us into ships’ rancidContinue reading “Beneath These Rusted Chains”
To the Brother I Carry in My Pulse
There’s an echo where your laugh used to live a hollow I’ve learned to call memory. They say time stitches wounds, but some threads stay loose, letting the cold in. I still catch your shadow in sunsets, your voice tangled in old songs. Grief is just love with nowhere to goContinue reading “To the Brother I Carry in My Pulse”
Never Stood a Chance
I knew I didn’t stand a chance, But still, I fought, hoping to change the odds. I knew it was hopeless from the start, But I worked, I bled, I gave it all— And now I’m left with nothing but this silence. It’s not even a relationship anymore, NotContinue reading “Never Stood a Chance”
Regrets Before They Begin
I feel the weight of what’s to come, Before the first step is even taken, A storm of doubts, like thunder drums, I brace for what I’ve yet to awaken. Regrets, they knock before the door, A whisper soft, yet piercing clear, I know the cost, I know theContinue reading “Regrets Before They Begin”
We’re stronger than we dare believe
In the depths of our being, resilience resides, Though fragile as glass, our strength defies. As challenges mount and pressure builds, We feel ourselves breaking, yet destiny willed. Beneath the surface, a warrior lies, A fierce and unstoppable force, she flies. Though worn and weathered, her spirit stands, A beacon of courage in barren lands.Continue reading “We’re stronger than we dare believe”
Shackled
Shackled and bound by chains of oppression, our once proud and able-bodied ancestors roamed the fertile lands with heads held high, their spirits unbroken despite the weight of injustice bearing down upon them. But their strength was no match for the greed of those in power, who traded their dignity for fleeting riches. What priceContinue reading “Shackled”
Yes , this is me !
In the relentless cascade of torment, my mind swirls in an abyss of dizziness, an indistinct fusion of heartache and a weighted ache that threatens to silence the rhythmic cadence of my heart. The pain, a dagger’s precision, pierces through, a chilling numbness enveloping every beat like a drowning echo in the coldest of watersContinue reading “Yes , this is me !”
Wellspring of tears
My heart, it weeps with an unfathomable ache, Quivering within, wounded by sharp, relentless strikes, Repeating, over and over, like cruel stripes. Oh, how I yearn for this anguish to dissipate, To release me from the clutches of this colossal weight. Once again, I grasp a lighter in my trembling hand, Resisting the tempting urgeContinue reading “Wellspring of tears”
Dance of Ecstasy
Oh, the rock of passion, deep and resounding, Hell’s flames ignited, vibrations abounding. A concept of sensation, milder yet stronger, Two souls colliding, intimacy no longer a ponder. Back and forth he swayed, up and down he roamed, Turning and spinning, like parallel connectors entwined and honed. Shaking the core, veins trembling in delight, HowContinue reading “Dance of Ecstasy”