Like a flashlight you flash past me So flashy before I could even blink Still on you I focus But you flashily dash away Making me stare at your flashes As I wonder why you’d choose to be flashing When you can be permanent And let your flashy flashlight Flash eminently. In support of One Stop Poetry. Continue reading Flashy flashlight
On my back my cross laid I must carry to the relief point where the price is paid and burdens burnt. Don’t cry for me, instead balance your loss for my thought is to be free and yours should be bearing your cross. The cross, at different times we bear when yours is heavier, I’ll be a dear when mine is, give me a cheer … Continue reading The Cross
Was it a gold coated heartbreak I mistook for love on a diamond platter? This funny life of mystery will never unfold its secrets so we can see the choices and its consequences instead of jumping into a ditch and all you’ll hear is “you shoulda been careful” but how can mistakes be avoided when life doesn’t even give room for rehearsal? I wonder more. … Continue reading 5 seconds out of time
The perfection of its imperfection was exactly what attracted them but as nights came and days left their eyes begun to open; then they realized they were perfectly building an imperfection that had become perfectly imperfect. Continue reading Perfectly Imperfect
A charm he is you can’t repel better take another route if his temptation you must avoid your dream he will be your fantasy to reality he will bring your language he will speak your sentiments he’ll share. A chameleon, he can walk in any shoes watch out, he might be in a garden near you so as you search for tasty fruits and attractive … Continue reading The Lover Boy
Now I’m a liar a cheat a pretender a shit do you remember my plea for us to be in peace like it is at the bank of the sea where the cool breeze blows softly or roughly sometimes; whispering sweet melody to listening ears like the trees’ But a chance I wasn’t given to show you true romance not even from a distance yet … Continue reading The Novel Man Ruined Us
Even him that calls himself my brother keeps taking advantage of me like no other. Although I’m small and younger It doesn’t mean I’ve not discovered. My rightful belongings, he converts by force my share of the cake, he eats without remorse he’s supposed to be my brother, how come his evil has no borders? Will I call it greed, or should I say hatred … Continue reading The Oppression
Lord Emmanuel 