Posts Tagged: human
Questions of Love
Why is it you don’t just speak of what’s on your mind?, Can’t you see the further we drift the greater the rift creates a bigger divide… What is it you see or have as expectations of me?, where we
Questions of Love
Why is it you don’t just speak of what’s on your mind?, Can’t you see the further we drift the greater the rift creates a bigger divide… What is it you see or have as expectations of me?, where we
Loves lobes
Speak to me of love that hasn’t been steeped in mumpsimus, a love that dwells constantly in the narrative of evolution… Speak to me as though i were a stranger that gives you uncomfortable ease… Show me the delectable demure
Loves lobes
Speak to me of love that hasn’t been steeped in mumpsimus, a love that dwells constantly in the narrative of evolution… Speak to me as though i were a stranger that gives you uncomfortable ease… Show me the delectable demure
A cold snap shift…
I was on my way back from a pre contract meeting when I see a missed call from my Niece Fara and then a call comes in from my eldest sister Yetunde my heart skips a beat because her and I aren’t
A cold snap shift…
I was on my way back from a pre contract meeting when I see a missed call from my Niece Fara and then a call comes in from my eldest sister Yetunde my heart skips a beat because her and I aren’t
Some May Say… A barren plight… Some would say.
A being barren is only the speacious speculation of a woman’s liberation, some would say….
Some May Say… A barren plight… Some would say.
A being barren is only the speacious speculation of a woman’s liberation, some would say….
In Between The Ocean and the Lagoon
IN BETWEEN THE OCEAN AND THE LAGOON A slither of land the opening of ones hand The direct result of thinking outside the perceived leads to the triumphs we can leaf for our seeds The bounty lies in between the
In Between The Ocean and the Lagoon
IN BETWEEN THE OCEAN AND THE LAGOON A slither of land the opening of ones hand The direct result of thinking outside the perceived leads to the triumphs we can leaf for our seeds The bounty lies in between the
TGIF: Take A Break
Its Friday… Time for a well deserved break from the hectic continuances TGIF Thank God Its Friday Take A Break
TGIF: Take A Break
Its Friday… Time for a well deserved break from the hectic continuances TGIF Thank God Its Friday Take A Break
DIsfunktional ME!?
I am here… Caught up in a world of paradoxical musings It wanes on the lack of true feelings I’m unhappy with glee and shamed with wit Drowning my sorrows in a world of happy renderings
DIsfunktional ME!?
I am here… Caught up in a world of paradoxical musings It wanes on the lack of true feelings I’m unhappy with glee and shamed with wit Drowning my sorrows in a world of happy renderings
Sometimes…
Sometimes Its me, Sometimes Its you, Sometimes its filleting a floundered folly… only hoping one day you don’t wither away to you whats jolly When I treated you like the only one who existed to me, what did you do?
Sometimes…
Sometimes Its me, Sometimes Its you, Sometimes its filleting a floundered folly… only hoping one day you don’t wither away to you whats jolly When I treated you like the only one who existed to me, what did you do?
So i practice restraint…
Don’t speak… I know It starts as a song you know the intro to only then it switches to an unfamiliar tempo and you lose yourself to bask in the uncertainty of its tune Like the time you asked
So i practice restraint…
Don’t speak… I know It starts as a song you know the intro to only then it switches to an unfamiliar tempo and you lose yourself to bask in the uncertainty of its tune Like the time you asked
Tonight, I
When thinking of my past, I feel troubles reoccurring. Lactating limps lounging around cleaved limbs….. Retorting Collaborations with cramped abject distorted visions of prose Scenes of picture, poetry and paper hot wild and unrestricted verbose Cantaloupe galloping on the heel
Tonight, I
When thinking of my past, I feel troubles reoccurring. Lactating limps lounging around cleaved limbs….. Retorting Collaborations with cramped abject distorted visions of prose Scenes of picture, poetry and paper hot wild and unrestricted verbose Cantaloupe galloping on the heel
Cerebral Causality 