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Brown Hazel Eyes

It was the way Femi looked at her that threw her off her game. She was usually more composed than this. Her knees never buckled, nor her...

Torn

I have come to understand That my heart will only beat after her No tears of the righteous will keep that at bay And I do apologize in...

Really love

I will never be her My waist will never sway as wilfully as hers Nor will my eyes sparkle with delight as hers My feet would not walk...

Homeless

I litter myself across various countries hoping home would find me My longing for belonging is weary Hope fails me on multiple occasions...

Perhaps

Perhaps its neither they nor them Perhaps its rather me and I Perhaps all I do is seek and seek And perhaps there's no pleasing me I fear

It's mine

My body is mine Whether you own it or not I know my strides Whether I cum or not It's mine! My body! Do not possess it! Hold me Don't...

A random Wednesday evening...

I am ice Refreshing when thawed Else I'll cut like a knife Clean and nice O Beware Ye who draw near --- Maybe I too I'm a library without...

A letter to Ghanaian Artists

Dear Ghanaian Artist, I am more than convinced that the liberation of the Ghanaian mind (both young and old) lies within the art he/she...

Mother Nemesis

I wake up on a random Tuesday and casually bleed Pieces of me leak out without my will Against my will So I sit Anxious and dismayed But...

Knocking on heaven's door

Maybe I am ignorant in my analysis But my feet have left no more land to explore In this dark place my mom gave me birth I seek and I...

Unresurrected Pheonix

I stared at myself in the mirror And lit my body on fire Take my soul Give it to my savior Tell him I did my best That I really tried my...

I can't let myself go there

I don't know if I should try with you Let my heart go places it's not used to It's used to being clogged up from past events And I'm used...

Beauty

The day I bid her farewell She sat crossed legged on my floor My nappiness littered all around her And a coy smile I would never forget...

Rest In Peace

I shed tears For souls I haven't known yet For heartbreak I haven't felt yet It's evident My ring finger left entangled yet free The...

Survival of the sulkiest

O how she thrived on being left out It was her territory And she guarded it holistically Watching others from sulk position Till they...

Superwoman

There's this thing she did Wore tough skins in open spaces Like if she laid it down for a minute The sun would expose her Reveal her true...

Happily Never After

If I dove into deep waters Would you follow me? Drown to save me? If I said only two words Would you catch them? See my subtext? If I...

Round and Round

I seem to be chasing a feeling A feeling both foreign and familiar to me A feeling that creeps in when I think of happiness A solution to...

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