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African poet

The Woman I’ve Become (Part 1) ~ Anonymous

Sometimes I wonder what’s wrong with me.
Do these words come from my heart or my mind?
Each time they spill, I flinch,
shocked by the stranger inside my skin.
I keep finding pieces of myself I never knew existed,
fragments so jagged, so cruel,
I would bury them in the ocean if I could.
Is…

The Weightless Gift~ Azwi-Hilton

Weightless Gift nu Azwi-Hilton

Upon an ovoid hill, the still silence broke,
Where love once hung beneath the oak,
Not for applause, nor pride, nor fame,
But for the lost, He bore the flame.

No crown of gold, but spiky thorns instead.
No royal robe, but raw wounds that bled.
The hands that shaped the stars…

The Awakened~ By Oluwa Gbemisola

The Awakened: A Call To Those Who Resonate

Was it a crime that we chose the godly route?

Was it a crime that we decided to learn the godly way?

Was it a crime we submitted to spiritual authority?

Was it a crime we were willing to learn?

 

There were numerous alternatives. Yet, we…

I Will~ By Lucy

If I knew today was the end of the world,
I wouldn’t have woken up.
I wouldn’t have forgotten to make my bed,
I wouldn’t have rushed out without kneeling to pray.
Instead, I scrolled on my phone till past eight,
I envied those I did not personally know.

If I knew the world was…

My Journey as a Creative Writer and Speaker~ By Ophadile

“I began my journey as a dreamer—curious, passionate, and deeply rooted in the desire to uplift others. Even as a child, I was known for always advising my siblings, often misunderstood as being “too forward”. But my intentions were always anchored in love, wisdom beyond my years, and an…

All I Ever Wanted : To Be Seen~ By Mpundu Merci

Sometimes I wonder why it always has to be me,
The one who is left behind,
The odd one out,
The one making jokes that nobody laughs at,
Never anyone’s cup of tea.

I mean, you wouldn’t understand,
Since my face hides it so well.
You won’t see what’s behind this beautiful smile,
Or beneath this extroverted…

Holding On To Hope ~ By Lorna Musonda

Why does it seem,
like nothing will work out?

It feels like,
all hope is lost.
Why do I feel,
indecisive?

I struggle to do things,
that make me happy.
It seems like,
I haven’t found my personality yet.

No matter how hard,
I try to trust God,
I feel like giving up.
I struggle,
to trust God consistently.

I feel like,
I can never…