Tag Archives: poetry

Words| Intoverted thoughts #1

Solitude should be man’s best friend

A chance to get away from it all

To breathe a sigh of relief

To ride our train of thought clear past the threshold of our imagination

To embrace the silence and to revel in it Continue reading Words| Intoverted thoughts #1

Words| Introverted thoughts #2

I may be smarter than I let on

Or maybe not, you’ll never know

When I descend into long periods of silence

I may be thinking

Then again, I may not be Continue reading Words| Introverted thoughts #2

Words| The Weak’s Cry

Reveling in the pain of someone who wronged me shouldn’t feel so good,

But it does,

The laughter I emit when I hear them cry shouldn’t sound so sweet,

But it does,

Continue reading Words| The Weak’s Cry

Words|Fading

The razor slips,no turning back
Sitting back on the toiletseat,breathing hard,trying to numb the pain,
Memories trickling
Gushing down her wrist
The pain of each flowing away
Memories of the one who broke her heart,and dimmed the brightness in her eyes Continue reading Words|Fading

Words| Liquor’s letter.

I’m not your average substance abuse,

I’m not your ordinary drink to use,

You sip, you drink,

Drown me inside you till you realize am not your average league,

See how your social status reeks, Continue reading Words| Liquor’s letter.

Words| Scar

It’s not a scar
It’s a reminder 
Of a time when u & I
Were more than pronouns
More than just names to an old list
It’s a reminder of a time
When the sun went with all our dreams 
And the moon made sure it brought them back every night 
Whether it was full half or new
Didn’t matter to us 

Continue reading Words| Scar

WORDS| Unknown Language

In the language of the unknown
You can’t keep dancing with the devil, and ask why you’re still in hell.
Hell, is when my best dreams and worst nightmares have the same people in them
I’m in a good school, I may get an A in my exams,
I may go to a good university…
I have valid dreams

Continue reading WORDS| Unknown Language

Words: Feeling

Sometimes I wish I was a brainless drone

To not be laboured by heavy thoughts
To not be concerned by outer affairs
To do only what I’ve been programmed to do
Feel only what I’ve been programmed to feel
To live my life with a blank stare
With no smiles, with no tears
So that everything wasn’t so painful
Even if it’d mean I’d feel never joyful
I’d wake up every morning, blink three times
Wash my face, brush three times
Every breakfast, have three bites
Have a cup of coffee, as I begin to sell my soul
To the wheels that would control me, that chain my soul

Sometimes I wish I was a brainless drone
To not get so tired
To not feel so alone

Dee

WORDS| Navalayo’s

image by John Onyango

AURORA’S SONG

A thousand deaths I have died

And many tears I have cried

But look at me, I’m still alive

I begged but the devil wouldn’t take me

It was even worse to have the creator forsake me Continue reading WORDS| Navalayo’s