Submitted poem Attention Poem by Clemency Green · 2015 Clemency Green I need your attentionWe’re no longer at easeOne end of our nation is lighting uplike rolled up cannabisBy people claiming religionbut are religious-lyhigh on cannabisHigh, the smoke rise-sInto the skiesSkies, that saturate with our criesCries, that evaporate from our eyesEyes, of a little child […]
Submitted poem Roofless Breath Poem by Mesioye · 2015 Mesioye When we couldn’t see peace floating on waters of humanity,Our eyes were revived with seas jumping from our eerie eyelidsDown to the desert where anguish laid beneath pierced pores,Eating normalcy behind regrets that turned our lips to sorrow. We peeped through the shadows of dawn’s […]
Submitted poem Deformed Information Poem by Kemjy Xtien · 2015 Kemjy Xtien Breaks the spiritAnd exiles the soulTends false hopesAnd bends the throne.Leaks the truthAnd heals angerCaptures Hope’s villaAnd sets lies trails.Digs shallow mountainsAnd covers stairsSeparates the majesticAnd builds estates of frailty.Secludes your heartAnd burns your throne:So seek the wholeAnd sort all scrolls. Source: Enigmatic […]
Submitted poem You Can Become Poem by Oluwatosin Olabode · 2015 Oluwatosin Olabode You can have a heart that forgivesBut to do this, you will need:A person that has offended youA willing spiritA heart wanting to be freed from painAnd you, a person that knows we are all but humans You can become deaf to […]
Submitted poem Tonight Poem by Paul Alowo · 2015 Paul Alowo Tonight tonight, you are my cherry,and I your raspberry. you are my beauteous moon tonight,glorified with shining of slivery bright. tonight, you are my bride,I will lay you down on the bed of life,browse your garden to gather petals without blight,and compare your love […]
Submitted poem Death Is… Poem by Chika Jones · 2015 Chika Jones Does death come in seasons?Like the broken needles,On the tongues of winded dragons?Like the red of flowers in harmattan,Or does it come through the hole of scarabs,When brave young girls venture alone into the forests,And emerge with painted hands,I remember the lives of […]
Of Gaza’s bonesAnd Syria’s marrows,I would tell you their talesLike folktales with nursery rhymes,To form parts of yourChildhood memories Of the blood I suckedThrough my trigger’s mouthAnd of the flesh roastedWith my feral mind,I would tell you stories of love,Of hatred, and pity, and livesRuined while I obey deadly orders See my smiles,They are reciprocal […]