The words Cleave on to the roof tops of my mouth Out, from the fortress of my mind From the warmth of my hearts arse Naked, unashamed, into the spotlight Exposed to the eyes of scavengers Fangs of predators Devoured, devalued Food for prejudice, criticism This power that wields no force left in the hands […]Read More The things people don’t say..
Today, I saw a painting It was a painting I made of Dad A silhouette of him, With his back facing me It was pretty and pithy Smeared with sad tears And splotches of mothers’ charcoal dusts I remembered I had cried painting it I cried again.. Because, maybe if he was an angel I […]Read More I cried again..
Title – Hidden diamond Deep in the core of our essence Lies a yolk, pure and unsullied Devoted to its stand; It, like a mother brings forth life And death in block blows Beyond it’s false pretense, Is a gruesome genuineness Beyond it’s cloak of mischief A hurting heart is hidden Begs proudly to be […]Read More Hidden Diamond
What is Art? Art is not art when it’s scared to express No, it ain’t art when it’s censored to impress She is not shy to air her mind or scared of the world’s shrewd eyes Her feet’s unsheathed; her souls unclad The rain don’t flood her feet The sun doesn’t scorch her skin She […]Read More #worldspoetryday
The internet For knowledge it was birthed To inform, uplift, nourish Not deform, surfeit, brainwash To validate, not relate And promote originality, not mediocrity We were all drawn to her And like Peter’s net A massive catch it fetched But then, it’s fabric soon got broken From misuse and abuse And all who couldn’t swim […]Read More The Internet
Does he know.. That when he laughed I melt into puddles of marshmallow goo When he smiled.. A swarm of butterflies flutter in my tummy When he cried.. The universe and time stops for a while That when he hugged me.. Whiffs of masculine scent bewitched and still haunts me And when he said bye.. […]Read More Does he know?
I yearn to sojourn another’s soul He may have mine if he pleases I crave a feeling of oneness.. Same breaths One heartbeat I’d love him to be broken Like me, not much May he embrace my bruises Scar-y stories And see the stars in my gloomy sky Pierce my pieced heart with golden rays […]Read More Broken
Hark it doth lurks! On the borrowed faces of brothers and friendly foes Fear them, that call white black and black white These blazoned beauties, mourners they seem but their eyes are full of treachery With sweet words deadlier than death, They would change their state to suit your taste Beware, for decayed roses are […]Read More Beautiful poison
Dream to make the world a beautiful place Dream to be the voice that echoes in the noise Dream to engrave a cause on the tablets of time Dream like the eagle… To be Free Immortal Be Winged ©Grace OkolikoRead More Dream
Hark! Bellows of a maimed fellow Haunted, taunted with stunted knees Poised with my cursed stick, my blessings Stoop not but to give alm to that poor fellow Bitter is the pill of hope I swallow every morn Sweet as nectar my tongues taste at dawn Broken is my heart when it sees a maiden […]Read More Bellows of a maimed fellow