I have enough to give but giving up isn’t one of them Too many exes decorate my progress on a sheet Not a single check to say good enough, Every time I fall, I fall upward Towards a finish line. I run on a broken heel, No voice cheering, no clap clapping in No eyes […]

although i want to live forever but when a man gets more, he wants more i could plead for 10 or 100 years, and go ahead to take 50 more because if e sweet me, who fit beg me? grim, as long as i’ll be here let me do my time until my time is […]

a penny for the thoughts a shot for the bullet wounds with smiles i have ruled a world i have made it to the moon how can i forget about the wife, the daughter, the family i have coloured if you know what it means to be a poem – you know how to be […]

Vigilantes advice Buy kegs of bullets Kilos of Gillette Swallow with gallons Of guts Wait in a Vboot To be kicked Locked up Till your account is blocked Or gutted by fire Kindly acknowledge If kings are dead Or guarded by lies Deceived and killed By one more gallows Bose.

pray, people pick a plot pray boldly be patient and properly plan be prudent and flip pages the past, pale the present, blessed predict the progress preach the poetry poison the pride prove a point a poor person plays behind the pack people, pray. Tomide Abdul

everything light about you is numb. not a string to remember entwining — how you held the edges of my body to sit in tight until its dam of blood is sealed. you now look like laughter with glaring teeth that itch and call on my fingers for a subtle rub. I still remember that […]

I know why. I’d tell you. I would know, I am a Star. One with the constellation. I look different every day; I am guided by emotions, mine and others My intuition guards me; Sharp, apt, gentle and profound. Today, I beam. Tomorrow, I burst at the seams. Yesterday, I glowed. In all my being, […]

things my mind feels as hurt do not make it to my tongue they do not rinse from their dirt. things my mind feels as hurt find a hole in my palm and divert to become notes and melodies unsung. things my mind feels as hurt do not make it to my tongue. Ruddapoet

truthfully, there is power here to imagine, build, and destroy man does not need to be a seer truthfully, there is power here only if you are aware then you’ll begin to enjoy truthfully, there is power here to imagine, build, and destroy Victor Oyedele

I do not like to wait but it is all I can do my heart at the gate I do not like to wait how is dawn in Kuwait? your absence is flu I do not like to wait but it is all I can do Younglan Talyoung