poems Archive

  • rhythm & ghosts.

    So he had a ghostwriter? What's next? A freaking ghostliver? While you're at it, add to that a ghosteater. A ghostsleeper. A

  • XYZ.

    A Metaphorical Poem About Life And...it's here. A future. Agile? I was not enough to be. Black in it's entirety. A new beginning and a new me. Clockwork. As though a plan hatched by some supreme

  • Are you sure?

    Are you sure you want to be with me? Are you sure you don't want two kids and a white picket fence? Cus I don't. Are you sure you want to be here? Are you sure you want this barren scape in a

  • Rare.

    I want a beautiful ring from you. With rare stones and diamond encrusted too. Are flowers too much to ask? Or maybe just chocolates, 'cos I might be moving too

  • tottering


    Tottering. Tottering. Tottering on the brink of illiteracy, was a man once known, for his intellectual proficiency. For brilliant no more he was, as those days were long

  • a poem about my father

    “Dream big dreams”

    In the darkest of rooms, that's all I'm left with. Memories of you slowly fading with each day.   In the brightest afternoons, I'm shielded by these wine tinted curtains. Left to wonder;

  • A poem about love

    Egyptian Beauty.

    Mouth-to-mouth resuscitation, But they were very much conscious.   Loving every minute of vacation, Thoroughly adventurous.   An act that seemed to revive not just their souls, But

  • poem about africa

    “Emerging Economies”

    Introduction: Poetry Late last year I started writing some poems. I think most of them really suck right now if I'm being honest. But I'm fascinated by this form of expression. This new hobby of mine

  • a poem about life

    Dreams & Nightmares.

    A Poem About Life & Relationships My dreams are made of kisses and cuddles And nightmares of no mrs and toddles Reality is altered in a carbonated fizz But I’m torturously lonely in this

  • are you from Ghana

    “Are you from Ghana?”

    Yes. Such a simple question, often evokes a deep sense of dread each time I hear it. One winter afternoon, while at work, a man approached with his daughter to say hi. Today, the staff can wear