Twice as much of everything as and when it becomes a daily routine,Twice as much lotion, until your skin is sore,Twice as much cleaning, because, well, dust,As Vaseline again makes a red carpet appearance,I make my floors a skating rink,And please, don’t forget your water, parched throats are no joke, Harmattan, those cold, short, heart-attack…… Continue reading Ode to Harmattan
Author: afro387
the zen experience
Damsel in Distress
Dear damsel in distress, Did the dragon lock you up in the tower? Did you bite the poisoned apple of the wicked witch? No one is coming! Dear damsel in distress, There is no Prince and neither is he charming. Think outside the box and get yourself out of this mess. Prince Charming is nothing…… Continue reading Damsel in Distress
Self-Inflicted
I went to bed hoping that she didn’t see the things that I did to myself. But I know she did. I know she did. She watched me ever so intently from the corner of her eye, When I stood in the mirror and we made eye contact, she looked away, For the brief moment…… Continue reading Self-Inflicted
How are you? Really!
How are you?Really!Behind the big smile and the all is well.The inner tears you cry,The deep thoughts of fear and uncertainty.Are you fine?Really!Underneath the heavy layers of makeup.Keeping all your scars in check.I ask again…..How are you?Really!Truth is, I am good, never been better.I admit, I don’t have it easy.I have a ton of burden…… Continue reading How are you? Really!
Conscious
When I started to realize,My clothes don’t fit,My clothes hang,My clothes are too short,My clothes are too long,When I started to be conscious and hyper aware,How do I go back to feeling that way,Too little too late I guess,I took my innocence for granted,And loaded rounds of insecurity into the gun I hid behind my…… Continue reading Conscious
The woman that pushed me
She buys me tons of sugar and then complains that I eat too much sugar. Mother.It’s either her way or no way.Does it really matter how the food is prepared?What matters is, it taste great when it’s cooked but oh no! You should have added this before that, she would yell.Don’t wear that, it’s an…… Continue reading The woman that pushed me
The woman that pushed me
She buys me tons of sugar and then complains that I eat too much sugar. Mother.It’s either her way or no way.Does it really matter how the food is prepared?What matters is, it taste great when it’s cooked but oh no! You should have added this before that, she would yell.Don’t wear that, it’s an…… Continue reading The woman that pushed me
Tried and doesn’t feel like True
If I was to ever wait for a perfect time to create something out of what God has freely given me, I’d wait my whole life. And there she was, happy and broken all at the same time, little did she know that God was a Potter moulding his clay, in that moment nothing felt…… Continue reading Tried and doesn’t feel like True
Tried and doesn’t feel like True
If I was to ever wait for a perfect time to create something out of what God has freely given me, I’d wait my whole life. And there she was, happy and broken all at the same time, little did she know that God was a Potter moulding his clay, in that moment nothing felt…… Continue reading Tried and doesn’t feel like True
Not God
Fool me once, shame on you Fool me twice, shame on us not just meFool me three times and that is the last time you will ever fool me.I am not God.I am flawed, I am imperfect.I try my hardest to be a good human.But sometimes you just are going to be the monster.I am…… Continue reading Not God
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