Who Shares Their Dark Side?
Everyone is just perfect on their feed With timelines filled with sweet notes And words of praise and masterly Everyone is clean and has done good But ‘other’ people let them down…
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Everyone is just perfect on their feed With timelines filled with sweet notes And words of praise and masterly Everyone is clean and has done good But ‘other’ people let them down…
How many times have I questioned you? ‘When? How long? Can’t you see?’ How many times have I doubted you? ‘Are you really God? Can you really do it?’ And how many times have I…
I can describe my love life as a bittersweet experience; but everyone would probably say the same about theirs. This is because, it came with a lot of thrill and pain. It was not…

One day, my heart shall sing My jubilant self will bleat like a lamb One day my eyes shall run dry From the precipitation of my tears One day a warm hug I will recieve Making my…

When the ‘soot-stained’ raise their hands Acknowledging God’s presence When someone you loathed before Cries upon the spirit-filled sanctuary It feels fake, a mockery to the faith…

Sometimes reaching you is a puzzle A jigsaw with missing pieces At most times I do not understand The smoke from my burning self What caused the fire? My sins or generations…

Am in a dark dungeon Cold and lifeless Am depraved of joy Am succumbed to loneliness And all I need is a voice I need to hear a cricket sing Or maybe the blow of wind I need to…

It really matters if you appear On the front cover of a popular magazine You become the face of the day And everyone shines grace unto you It really matters if you serve in church…

If I am to die tomorrow I will not cry of my short life Nor wail for an extension If I am to die tomorrow I will be jubilant of time not wasted Given that I gave my all Worked on…

God, am not good to others Though I share in their laughter I love them, but that doesn’t matter Because I cannot be vulnerable to them I may share in their pain I may be with…
I loved her, so much that I forgot to love me. She came first, top that I didn’t come second or third but last. She was my obsession, my drug, my addiction. She was my greatest,…
You are very much talented, they say Endowed with gifts a few possess, they add I wish I were like you, brilliant and quick to learn I wish I were an eagle, strong with talons,…
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