Poetry Come Poem by Vic’Adex · 2018 Before words became the tools of expression This love was sung with the effulgence of glory Too sacred for the unclean lips of fallen man This love existed above time But this love entered time That this love may be eternal Before love became how lowly you can […]
Poetry My Poems Are Beings Poem by Vic’Adex · 2018 my poems are beings, they stand beside me and whisper counsel into my ears and my Pen? a pen of the Pen in a hand of The hand. First published 1 January 2018. Later published on PoemHunter on 2 January 2018. Previous poemRebirthNext poemPeace/Ploughshares
The archive Whoosh, and pirotechnic Poem by Uncredited (West Africa) · 1982 Whoosh, and pirotechnic Blooms flush the sight Al-zahir Al-Batin with Self-confounding light; Al-Hakam, the arbiter; Al-karin the Bountiful He pummels the dust, ah-malik. Created in myriad ire: Al-aziz; His chameleon gaze, Ar-raquib tells His, tells His praise, His rosary of plumes. He screams, […]