Today I’m going to share my first poem ever, yeah I know, it’s taken so much courage to do this, not that I ain’t proud of my first poem or I don’t feel it nice enough to post; something about it just made me feel I’m exposing a part of myself to the world. Sounds […]Read More Feminism (April, 2016)
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
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
Sitted at the core of human heart Are carcasses of a criminal With cleaved thorny crown And clawed venomous fangs It lurks in our dark, Dives and sucks out our sauce Biting, chewing large chunks Of humanity, our essence It holds it’s victim captive, this vile creature Has no taste for class or haste for […]Read More Rot
Who’s the fool in true loves two? He that’s crude, brute and lewd Or she who’s whipped, naive and true Who’s the fool betwixt these two? He who’s skilled at lies that stink Or She who loves like a lunatic ??? ©Grace OkolikoRead More Who’s the fool?
Listen To the lustful bird, wooing his bethroted Listen To the leaves and trees, moaning to the winds touch Listen To the waters, rushing to empty runny bellies Listen To the shrieking wind, showing off it’s cool Listen To the rain, whispering “come n play” Listen To the mountains, echoing greatness Listen To the rainbow, […]Read More Listen
Restless resting winds Why travel always? Give my sleepy soul chill Enjoy not enough my fate? My fate are sullen swollen As it mopes at your cocky mockery My spirits, sadness sunken Wants to be more, more it wants to be More than cute with curls and cats More than tangled thoughts and ponytails More […]Read More More
Would you remember the day? With weary hours, that day Tired like termite and droned like bee Laid my beaten body to sleep Coaxed my chaotic head to calm Before I sensed your troubled palm Planting waters on my hungry waist Arousing my sleeping to shock Hot rolling, ice stilled blood walk Up all […]Read More Haven..