The antiquity of thy beam
Slowly swinging into gloom
Like the ancientness of thy giggle
That rotated into bunch of sniffle

Seventh heaven into blaze
Paradise meeting flame
Conveyed by chariot of fire
It's life full of adventures

My Africa, My Home
In the sky I raise my fist,
From beneath I bow my head,
to the motherland that carries our spirit,
to the homeland of liberty and peace
I am an African

I wear my colourful clothing,
with dignity and humility
They call them bracelets, with bold voice,
I say these are beads of life and purification,
My identity

I am an African,
And Africa is my home

Not only you and I,
Hound that became a companion,
One you get intimate with,
Either chattels you adore,
That is meant to be loved!
Everything wanna be loved.

Beloved soul,
The symbol of our love,
Is a moving vehicle,
Forever steady, yet not ready to reach the destination.

In the beginning was you
God visibility of the spoken word
Of which became flesh
Unblemished Jesus tendered as a sacrificial lamb

The son nourished through the Holy Spirit
Propagated through the ****** Mary
Clothed with the garment of the glory
Only for His blood to spill on the cross of agony

Dear black love
How courageous you are,
to embark on a journey you do not know how it will turn out
How humble you are,
to trust your hearts and just listen to the silence
It is sweet and beautiful as you walk this journey
hand in hand relying on each other

Just like a vehicle written off
to my mind also it was written off that true love exist
Till I met you then you changed my perspective
and you left me with no any other option than to believe
How you get lost in each other's arms,
how you define love getting too different,
of what English dictionary define love
I guess that is love

Dear black love
Just like a heart always sing the song incomplete
until another heart sing back and complete the lyrics
Your love is so sweet
it smells like a fresh aroma in the morning sunrise
Your love is beautiful
like multitude of stars shining in the evening dawn
Your love is fascinating
like God miracles performed in the book of life

As you are ready to say I do
and ink your vows on pieces of papers
I'll stand as your witness
and witness the eternal love
being channelled right in front of my eyes
Dear black love

There I was,
lying next to him,
as he lied underneath my head
feeling all kind of warmth of his chest,
vulnerable on each others arms,
feeling the softness of both our skin,
I took a blink,
because all to me was like a dream,
a dream that I don't ever wanna wake up,
Slow like the movement of a tortoise,
I open my eyes to check if I'm not dreaming
And there I was,
not dreaming but brimming with love

I am not my brokenness
Yes I was broken in such a way,
that when I took a glance at thyself
I failed to recognize thyself
I am not my brokenness

They misjudged my brokenness
and reversed it into bitterness,
I was not bitter
It was just a cry of a broken soul
that they failed to recognize but rather level it as weakness
I am not my brokenness

If silence tears were a portion of a million,
at this moment I could have been labelled as one
If they were an ocean full of blessings,
at this very moment my name could have been Abraham
If they were a dwelling palace,
It could have been at the very right hand of the father
I am not my brokenness neither my silent tears

I looked upon the sunset meeting the moon
As I sat there on the other side of the road
Lost in a train of flashbacks that kept moving
For a decade and century without reaching a destination
And all I had was this pocket-sized mirror before I
With a reflection of myself and I upon it
But all she saw was a broken piece not braced for reconstruction

Love her not
Other keeps on rejecting her

Forgive her not
Other keep tracks of her sins

Save her not
Other left her to die in misery

Please stay not
And give false hope
As if you gonna stay
Whereas you gonna leave
Just as others left

Please stay not
Don't try to stay
As she always disappoint
Yes she always does they said

But it is okay....

Today I'm in awe
Like great miracles
Perfomed a decade ago
That left prophet Habakkuk in awe

Today I tremble down to my knees
Like the Israelites at the red sea
When seeing the impossibilities
Of the sea being divided

As I say goodbye to the roof
That became my umbrella
In the rainy days feeling cold
And gave me warmth

I say goodbye to the house
That became my refuge
And a hiding place
Still I called it Egypt

Goodbye to the place
That denied me peace
But left me in pieces
I couldn't even pace

Today blood
Become thin like water
New relations awaits us
Finally I call it home

I love you
More like fine wine
As you persue
Through my whining
Till you capture me through your heart

I love you
Through cracky roads
Even wind blew
Breaking all cords
Like a hunk breaking hearts

You adores me
Though I'm sticky like a gum
Irritating like a bee
More like a broken drum
But still my heart is captured

Perfect numbers, they say,
A symbol of divine life purpose
Came in with a thick breath of harmony,
As though everything is anew,
Yet the ocean within her eyes
Is still as deep as her yesterday thoughts,
Of becoming more richer, magical,
More kinder than she were last season.

Can you hear the sound?
the sound of the lilies,
blossoming in the morning sunrise
Can you smell the aroma?
the aroma that carries the accent,
of a beautified chains of life

It is the coat of many colours,
that when the other colourful side has reached the very end,
the reverse of it find wings to fly the unseen colours of its own,
and turns Hopeless into Hopeful,
I call it the rainbow of undefined definable destinies

You are too sweet
Yet excessively strong
My cold coffee in the morning

Freedom declared
From hands of Pharaoh
But art have been mastered
Painted ourselves with colour of hatred

Blue rising against another blue
Self taught of being not good enough
Envying another instead of congratulations
Convincing one self that wealth is not a friend

Propaganda has anything to do with blue
Prison cells full of broken African souls
As convinced that we are worthy of conviction
Even persuaded of guilty of a fellow before proven otherwise

Love is a dangerous affair yet powerful
And it drowns you till you are left breathless
Yet you still desire to fall in love anyway

I wish I can take out my journal
And read out sweet words I've written about you
But till now your piece in my journal is still blank

I wish I can stand on top of the highest tunnel
And tell the universe how you've been there
but the world would end up helping in shedding a tear
because my story is almost the same as a broken soul

I wish I can boast about your presence
As much as I boast about my soccer team
But wouldn't I be labeled as a qualified liar
Since you don't even know the colour my tears?

I wish I can say you taught me to tap
Through the rain like a fearless cub
But you kept dragging your your feet
To reach out to me as if I had a contagious illness

And I wish you were there to teach me about self worth
But unfortunately you taught me the opposite instead
To rather find comfort on the thighs of strangers
Who later rejected me as well
Because I lost myself in the process

Oh dear daddy
You should have been there
To cheer me on when I was giving up
Instead of watching from a distance
While breaking my heart not once or twice
But million times again and again

Dear our Father who art in heaven
during this pandemic,
where our eyes don't dry of tears,
where fear eat at the palm of our hands,
and there is grinding of teeth,
Believe me when I say,
I wish I can long for money,
but at this moment I don't
Believe me also when I say,
I wish I can long for materialistic things,
but they all don't matter but life do
Rich, poor, you name it,
we are only after two things,
which is life and peace of mind,
The preservation of our lives,
as well as of our family and friends,
is all we long for Dear God

He chose her
Before she was born
And placed the ink
In the finger tip of her hand

Inside Mama's womb
He commended thy hands open
And handed down a scroll
Which carried a pen

Thy words cometh out of thy heart
Shall pierce like a sharp sword He said
And In the palm of His hand
She was kept safely hidden
While her words blast like a pointed arrow

Fell head over heels,
never with the accent of a human being,
but she was smitten with her passion
Her passion was her heart,
as long as her heart keep pumping with so much passion,
so was her precious passion towards life

I'm not a story teller,
but given an opportunity I'll tell you a tale
Depression got better of her
and frustration dined at the palm of her hands
The desire of escaping these traumatic experience was there,
but she was trapped for her dear life
Like river Jordan flowing with powers,
so was her tears that never ran dry
And at that moment the rope became her solution,
to eliminate the pain she felt on the inside
Because the visible smile of the invisible brokenness,
could not be patched

She wanted to live I'm telling you,
but she was tired of holding on
Depression took it all away from her,
with no mercy,
and her soul and her mind betrayed her as well

I'm swimming
in the ocean of my own tears
drowning
in these perplexity thoughts
that keep replaying at the back of my mind
The sweet melodies are passing
replaced by plaintive songs
that keep the river of Jordan flowing
round the clock
Disoriented to the core

I'm drowning
through these memories
we brought into existance in our ecstatic moment
to last for eternity
only to be existing within a blink of an eye
not eternity

Every evening dawn
When eyes are never closed
Filled with tears of endless agony
The heart is forever breaking
Sinking deep into lifeless land
Where life becomes more impossible
Yet forever revealing this dimple smile of mine
Maybe if you can ask my pillow
It might show you how its drowning

There are moment I just miss you,
Like then, like now, right here,
Where your presence is forever hidden,
I just miss you

Divided by oceans,
Separated by Heaven,
Your face hidden forever,
I just miss you

I loved you when you visited,
I loved you when you packed and left,
Even when you broke my heart,
I loved you

No! Wait,
How can love ever be in the past tense,
When it reside in the heart till forever?

I love you, I love you,
And endlessly, I love you
And if forever is a long time,
That's how I'll continue to love you,
With no expiry date.