Love – Page 2 – THE LIBRARY (EB)

Leonell EchaAugust 14, 2017

And it would be great That the wedding was worth the wait. The gown is an eye opener The cake does look like its owner The honeymoon smells intense The sole duty of his incense The baby comes after 3 or 4 What would time be delaying for? I’ll nurse the first,take in another I’ll […]

Leonell EchaJuly 28, 2017

Let us saddle up the horses. Let’s run to midnight town! Hurry! Hurry! Slow but surely Let’s run to midnight town! Let’s reach out and pull the clouds down! Let the wild moon see me With voices raw We’d scratch and paw Let the wild moon see me. Let’s deep, dive and flirt with the […]

Leonell EchaJuly 27, 2017

Conversation in breathless gasps Confrontation when wits are lost Hand in hand and buttocks in laps That is the prize that friendship costs A friend in deed, a friend that lasts Not one whose heart is cold as frost Hybrid ========================================== I have found you in this garden. I ask that you plant your feet […]

Leonell EchaJuly 26, 2017

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The content of petal secrets Evidence of innocence snatched Consequence of disagreement Blood red is the colour of death Its beauty leaves a need to bleed Accompanying a knee to plead A flow that can always mislead Blood red is the colour of depth Residual danger instincts Line that follows after being scratched Enemy of […]

Leonell EchaJuly 25, 2017

My eyes will strip you stark naked Down to your soul in bits and shreds My mind will judge you near wicked When your spirit my cold heart weds My fingers will run through your hair Goosebumps will settle on your neck You better know me like your fear With your big hands always on […]

Leonell EchaJuly 24, 2017

Love laid in the coffin breathless A heart that once beat selflessly Hands that once gave relentlessly Then a head that was once roofless Now roofed by this four cornered box How does this coffin house love? Too small yet swallows your big smile How? The logic eludes me Just like width eludes the Nile […]

Leonell EchaJuly 18, 2017

Two things about my father, never in between hot and cold. Never goes back on the words he’s told. Day one, held in a wrap. Loving spank was a tap. He says, my heart is worth more than gold. Creation of the bold. In transformation, I he mould. Dear girl, a soft tap isn’t a […]

Leonell EchaJuly 1, 2017

The more I try to care, the less you do You’ve taken my heart to the skies you flew, And where I’ll end, to God I pray it’s blue. With hopes that someday I will have a clue. Together has tied us for so long, And the stories we wrote were never wrong. […]

Leonell EchaJune 28, 2017

Hurt is its own healing power Much like a poisonous flower Aptly blossomed from sincere care With petals pruned off stems of fear Whose nodes contain soothing essence; The potion of true happiness. Many a face smile while yet hurt Burning hearts with flames of denial. Given time the pretence bears fruit Tasting of dark […]

Leonell EchaJune 15, 2017

So dear so near, If only you knew that with your ink You drain the sorrows and worries From the tunnel of my heart Into the clear blue sea Neither contaminating nor discoloring But mixing so perfectly with the ocean tides Neither could they recognise your end from your beginning, But you’re the hope, the […]

Poetry: Great Expectations

Poetry: The Birth of a New Song

Poetry: Friendship!

Poetry: RED.

Poetry: Parts Of Me!

Poetry: Trampled!

Poetry: Two Things About My Father

Read: Rudolph Adidi | The More I Try To Care, The Less You Do

Poetry: Healing and Hurts

Read: Afrah Mohammed | KALEIDOSCOPE

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