I WAS HERE
On noons like this – scorching I’m a Venn diagram The subject matter trapped in your stubby fingers Stuck on the tip of your blunt pencil A mere drawing Moving around in circles You erase every arc that makes me whole Sadly, I don’t understand simple arithmetics So, I lie helplessly in a sheet of […]
CHRONOLOGY OF BEING HOME
A SCORE CARD 1.Home is fun. I always pretend.Here, work beckons.One of the reasons I never liked paying a visit. The cozy sitting room with lonely couches that always craved my touch and the dusty chandeliers that keeps watch over the screeding on the walls. They never moved an inch.. In a flash, Mama’s wrinkled […]
WANTING TO TELL GOD
I’m starving!Why does it take too long for justice to be served?A slice of Esau’s porridgeChunk of mannaOr salt from Lot’s wife God is asleepSnoring!Not upstairs in the skyBut in the hearts of men God is a School of continuing educationA man of unfinished talksTorn chaptersUpdated every minute Can’t be contained in a bookHe would […]
MY REPLICA AND ITS HALF
The year started on a blank page. I mumbled some resolutions under my breath peeling every habit I once had. Each crumb falling into my mind’s eye. I asked God out and wore him like a medal everywhere I went. Each time I shut my eyes to dream, I always saw God laughing at me, […]
A CHUNK OF HER
She is a parcel of missing lettersWears a placard of misspelt prioritiesHere, they scramble to smash her records She is frailLike the shape of broken figurinesShe loves the barn next doorBut has forgotten to number her yams She is fed up with liesAnd a bloated memory Tales by moonlightMungo Park donated a scoopThat’s how he […]
UP NEPA
I remember vividly the first wordsI ever uttered as a kidUp Nepa! The only words that broke the silenceIn my lonely streetDangling on dusty rooftopsOf resurrected slumbersAnd blinking bulbs Up Nepa!The only song that hung on my lipsAnd stuck to my ribsA sonorous lullaby Of muffled applausesSlowly fading awayOf rumpled ball gownsBegging to be pressed […]
WE WILL SING AGAIN
Sadly, I will not call this a poemThis is a mementoFrom the archives of 08/08/19For it is now history Death escorts us back from the hospitalShares mama’s bed with her We all gather around keeping her companyRight there at 3amShe breathes her last Gnashing teethClenching fistsGasping for breathShutting eyes It’s been sobs since yesterdaySonorous soundsWe […]
DEAR MICHELLE
Like freckles, I am the spot on every surface Indelible. Dear Michelle You mean a lot to me
DEAR YOUNGER SELF
If I could write a letter to my younger self It would be that of grit, ardor, intense passion for knowledge and everything in-between Dear MichelleBurn! You are phenomenal I love how you amaze me
TO THE ONES WHO BORE US
BASED ON A TRUE LIFE STORY 6:00 am A woman wears a pale skin, her eyeballs floating in a pool of salty water. She frantically tries to lift her eyelids. Amidst sobs, with a protruded belly gasping for breath. She slumps. 12:30pm In the ward, transfixed. Everywhere is silent.The syringe used for her suture falls […]