She is Hope, Poem by Esther Kalu
SHE IS HOPE She takes me through her world A description words fail to capture Bruised, battered By ugly circumstances She still stays stout She…
SHE IS HOPE She takes me through her world A description words fail to capture Bruised, battered By ugly circumstances She still stays stout She…
Of Boys In My Village Credit: James Clear blog We’d start mornings on our chest Planted to the floor of our father’s room,Saying, amen. Saying, thank…
A LIGHTENED HOME A lightened home my head sees Where crown and sceptre flee the wolves Then Shines like a crystal on a sheperd the…
Empty House Deserted and non-pandemic host Helpless big and huge harbour with its unoccupied halls A great enclosure with its several accommodating chambers Its welcoming…
The rare kiss I plant on your foreheadThe feeling so fulfillingHoping we were on the leadLittle did I know I was falling Only if we…
before the gods emerged feet engraved in sand – below the tower watch, we pray before you succumb to doom momma look around we seek…
THE LAST TIME YOU SAW MOM You swam solely in these droplets from the skies of your eyes, trolling through the frozen chins, forming a…
here we shall have no business with wordsnot even mincing or fiddlingthe way a mouse nibbles meat this office permits such (maybe) vaguenesswith you and…
Portraits -Yousif Al-Saegh* He’s one face like apple Wherever he turns. *Yousif Al-Saegh is a late Iraqi poet Al-Rasafi’s Statute* You’re the only one not…
To The Dark I belong to the dark, death can speak to me. I crave for an option, the walls try to speak to me….