PoeticThursadays: thinking out loud

THINKING OUT LOUD Fear of oblivion quivers my body and sends me in rivers of sorrow. As I grow older, I realize there is much I haven't done, dreams and goals I haven't watched come true and be achieved. My health is ever-failing, sending bolts of despair down my spine. As I write this piece, …

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PoeticThursdays: I heard a song once.

I Heard a song once poem by Muzhinga Kankinda. I heard a song once. Then I went back, replayed and listened to every lyric. Soothing words, calling me to order, enshrining peace in my heart with every beat. The rhythm is pure like white, cleansing me of every hurt, hence there is no need to …

Poetic-Thursdays: Looking into the Future….

Looking into the future.... Hello lovelies. today's poem is on Climate. I actually submitted it for the 2021 Africa@2050 Climate Fiction Competition. unfortunately, my entry was not successful and as such, I would love to share the poem with all my readers. Happy reading. Photo by Lachlan Ross on Pexels.com Once in a blue moon, …

PoeticThursdays: The Thoughts of my heart.

Photo by Olha Ruskykh on Pexels.com In my awake sleep, i hear the cautions of a noisy silence. Tell me you see it; that beautiful evil, slowly in haste. it lurks around, finding the lost in the barren city where the land is fertile with erosion. I seek happiness in the mortal dead and their …

PoeticThursdays: I wonder

With my head held high; eyes in the sky, I gaze at the light of day, shining so bright. Then, I wonder; I truly wonder. Why can't I have that picture in my heart? The sky is so blue, I stare with eyes so luscious as the birds fly and tease. I wish I had …

PoeticThursdays: Prisoner Of Thoughts.

Mirror, mirror on the wall, can you see my flaws? They weigh me down and stunt my efforts to move on. Can you see the scars caused by pain and brokenness on my face and my body? I seek to hide them yet the world can see through me. Can you not see how I …

PoeticThursdays: Odes of a brokenheart.

Image by Muzhinga Kankinda. Midnight hour; I am still wide awake.My eyes won't close because sleep won't grace my bed.Every day of my nights are filled with insomnia as I am lost in reverie of things I would like to redo; Turn back the hand of time, will you?I want to forget the rejection and …

PoeticThursdays: Thoughts of a mortal

WELCOME TO POETICTHURSDAYS!! My life is fleeting just like a breeze on a windy day. It comes by and  passes away as the clock ticks in hours, minutes and seconds. When I sit down to think. I realize I haven't done or said much here but, what to do when the time comes; no one …

PoeticThursdays: Showers of emotion.

Though I be angry, the deeds can never be reversed.Though I be disappointed, my trust will remain broken still.Though I be rude, I won't be the better person. Though I be hateful, I won't experience inner peace and satisfaction.Though I cry, my tears could never be enough.Though I love, what good is it for the …

PoeticThursdays: psalm of gratitude.

What happiness it is when you find a home in a soul. The smile that comes when you know you can count on their call. The relief that settles in your heart when you hear their voice, whispering it's going to be okay. What joy it is to find a soul so kind; their words …