Life

every time i come into the cityi remember everything& how similar it was two years back -the traffic lights, church...

met some kids one grumpy saturday morning, but they smiled in the end - sometimes, it’s the little things. as...

we’re not so different from each other, this is us

Once, we both thought we could be something. I swear we had something ‘cause we’d exchange mere glances but the...

i looked to the skyand across my lips lay a wan smilethat echoed things beyond my might i then began...

As I grow older, I see and feel myself changing – physically, mentally, emotionally. My thought processes too. It amazes...

“seek the truth for yourself, & I shall meet you there” - Mark Manson’s childhood friend

Often I wonder about our kindI pray sometimesBecause when they push us against the wall, we never push backWe’ve become...

29th Without Onyeka

I watched & waited & listened while you played my name like Beethoven