And now She’s Married

I looked on as he married the woman I loved; Nothing I could do about It, That’s what she said to me, The woman I loved. There are two mountains on a woman’s body, And each of these mountains divide at the centre, I watched my woman as she stood at the altar, “It should

Never Love Again

After you, I’ll never love again. After you… Shredded my kiss upon your lips, And saw my tears ran down your eyes. You didn’t mind. I’ve loved those lies you couldn’t keep, Wondered if you cared my heart broke within. You didn’t care. After you… Why do I still cry for you… ‘Cause I know

Going Home to my Wife

This evening, going back home… I can’t wait to see the sight of my wife’s fufu, She said it at dawn; “Darling, today, don’t take long…” And I remember clearly, Because everyone knows, That besides their wives’ beauty, Black men do not joke with their food. Especially fufu – if it comes with abunuabunu, Or

Giving up

The inevitable became a new found enemy, But it stared at me; It laughed at me, Then I realized villains do love me. But if I was the victim of a tattered heart, And another love comes breaking my heart, Do I still open my bruises for more salt; Will it not be my fault?

Changing Personality

I want to stand in your shoes a while; Mine feels hot and my soles won’t stop hurting. Just for a while, So you knew how I felt inside, when the sun is up so high and these tears won’t shun wetting my heart. Give your clothes as well to me and take mine, I

So Far Away

You’re so far from me, so far away; I look at your pics and I tell myself, This is the woman I could love, But you’re far way – so far away. I see your face And I could count each trace of pain I wish I could have the pain erased, I could still

I Don’t Care

I love her, She knows it, But I won’t say anything to her. Call me a coward, Or say that I can’t lure a girl; I don’t care. I’ve been there, On a platter, my heart, I served, She chewed my bones and left the hair. So call me weak, Or say I can’t lure

Pleasures: Sonnet 43

(Excerpt) You are much brighter than the morning star, And you leave the contellation always mesmerized. The moon always bows to your power, And the other stars dim when they see you rise.

Pleasures: Sonnet 12

… and i … still think about you, Don’t really know if i could be without you. … and now … i go home without you, It’s a long lonely journey without you. I know … it hurts, it makes me cry sometimes, I wish these were in different times. I know … it hurts,

The Modern Girl

How can a man tell a girl this, “My eyes have seen nothing like you in paradise?” How can a man tell a girl this, “Right now, i cherish you more than my heart?” How can a man tell a girl this, “I’ll make of you a mother of many men?” How can a man