Rebel

Look how far we’ve fallen Out of touch, And as such, Your eyes are swollen. With a tight lip, And a sudden gulp Your heart beaten to a pulp Too broken to keep. I wait out the silence, Until you shudder, To revel in my plunder, With acts of violence. I wrote songs of pride,…

NUDE

I remember the laugh like an echo, Haunting as I rushed for the door. I pause, thought about the awkward pose Moments before I gave her a rose. In my mind she was the flame, Convincing me to forget my name, Maybe I’m still the same, Stuck in a neurotic blame game. I worshiped her…

Gone

Why does it hurt so, Having to know, The sad echoes, Of stomping toes. I’d imagine it gets easier, To reach the freezer, Before the memories tease, Drifting in with the breeze. How could I ever sigh, To lose such a high, Having you in my view, How time flew!

Nyankiir

  Like a storm, yearns for calm, I want you in my arms, To shelter you from harm. Daughter of the Nile, Bless me with your smile, I want to see your glow, Like watching sunsets ashore. You draw me in like an undertow, And I adore you more. You will always have my ears,…

Locks.

I drag along History of warsongs Dancing to drum beats While I stomp my feet. Can you feel the craze, The hate in my eyes ablaze, Raising my arms in praise, Of the old ways. I mock my enemy’s defeat, Kicking dust at my feet, Dancing wildly to the beat, In the mid summer heat.…

A Hijacked Story

South Sudan: my motherland is hurting, over two years on and the war is draining the hope from the eyes of our beloved. I see an old woman begging on the streets, hungry as she leans on her walking stick moving from car to car in the mid-day heat(almost 40 degrees) stretching out her bony…

Hailstorm

I woke up to the boom, the walls shaking in my room, the rattling of a chain, racing Thoughts in my brain. The ground fell away from my feet, I lay in wait fearing defeat. my bones felt so weak, I dared not to speak. I ran, but had nowhere to go, I tried knocking…

Unsent

Till we meet again, Your memories ink my pen, Writing stories stuck in my brain. In an attempt to erase the pain. Staring at an empty page, Trying to express the rage, Of a man drifting through hope, the disappointments wont stop. I walked away from my crown Jeweled by your smile, I’ll frown, Ripping…

Contest

Getting trinkets while i give gems Is why i call love a game. Taking time to look beyond “fine” While you use pick up lines. I do foreplay like casting for a play, You use lines memorised yesterday. I scream at night life’s not fair, You go out pretend you don’t care. I get high…

I replay the day we met, like a play on a stage set. you smile at me every day, will you walk again my way? I used to play a smooth game, but it has never been the same, i stumble and fall, rushing to pick your call. It shouldn’t be like this, talking to…