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She’s an ‘I-Love-You’
that consumes me, deludes me
my head is in her cunt,
lost in this voyage she propel. Read More

I’ll Ne’er Die


Inanimate, yet an immortal
I speak without speakin’
needs no batteries, ne’er crashes
unless thrown in the corner. Read More

I am; I am


My father’s son I am; I am hard to repress
from a distance you’ll without doubt
pick me out from a multitude
even before you engage me
before I open my mouth to speak. Read More

A Word


When we were teens, less than 20
desperately innocent, full of wonder
a word was rarely utter’d at dinner. Read More

What’s A Poem?

Chinua Achebe – Poet & Novelist

What’s a poem?
Is it witty word play,
phrases or sentences that
are stripped prose meant
to be insightful, arrayed
in stanzas and verses,
that at times its theme seem
puzzling or incomprehensible to a reader?
– Yes, but not this alone.

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Spill Words


Restlessly, relentlessly
I roam in the dark
unable to sleep, too excited
by thoughts in my heart and head. Read More