He would consume her Body and soul Pleasing the hunger that ardently rose within her loins She could only have him a few hours after the sun Not more—she wouldn’t … Continue reading
There are those things in life you cannot have; the things you want the things you think you need They are usually the ones you cannot put reins on Some … Continue reading
And the good thing about tomorrow is that our love, after racing wild winds will be spread under the sun’s open light and the echoes, left far behind.
I watch you go and the frozen grounds of my heart keep their still Tomorrow will not come and I, my darling, do not wait on this sun to rise.
When we have to say goodbye it isn’t words that carry our emotions for our tongues grow too numb and our voices too frail But we pray our last wishes … Continue reading
So sudden in love we die out leaving a painful flood of thoughts Then our reason for going down old memory lane becomes a quest to collect the last flowers … Continue reading
To overcome the pain of your perfidy I have to live For now I am convinced that in our conscious lagging behind realism time gives chance for pain to rust … Continue reading
The falling and falling into bottomless nothing Sometimes I wish that I had hit ground already. Author’s note: This brevity poem was inspired by my writer friend @amegaxi. Sometimes it … Continue reading
We will denounce our indulgence forcing ourselves into dark times and blocking all light ways We will carry our grief on our sore necks and curse at the sun that … Continue reading
We are all voyagers holding out our compasses unsure of the next hurling tides From whence the winds come unannounced we are left with countless questions trailing our footway like … Continue reading
You wear my soul out raining words that chase me back into time —into the joys I once found in them and then into the grief that let my death … Continue reading
It’s quite a cold morning here in Ghana, but no morning’s an excuse to skip writing right? Yes! So if you’ve been following my poetry lately, especially on instagram, you’d … Continue reading
Don’t we all have our sails up anticipating a sand gathered shore with fallen coconuts Haven’t we all at sometime rowed our oars after the trails of a tiptoeing sun … Continue reading
I wrote many ends to an antagonist story and every time his concluding lines raced me back to where it all began. I figured, perhaps the end to this scuffle … Continue reading
I’m super excited to host my first guest blogger on poetry et al. I’ve not met Amma yet, but for a long time, I followed her posts keenly. Her lines … Continue reading
Some days back, I followed a link on social media to read what I thought was going to be an interesting article. I must admit, I closed the tab right … Continue reading
To think freedom in love is everything without restriction(s); devoid of borders. Surely not! Comment Prompt: Do you think love has got any restrictions? I’d love to know your thoughts … Continue reading
By that time you wake from your forty winks, I will be gone —long gone with the remaining days that keep you watch. Comment Prompt: People don’t stay forever, especially … Continue reading
After many months this song still gets to me It opens up my wounds and wakes my bitter insides I, having become such unhappy drifter would still stir to the … Continue reading
How I long that you would look upon me as the Harper looks upon his harp; her many strings, her forte, her music.
We farther along spreading joy; folding up our ruins until after the sky.
It is not impossible to write every day. No. I recently read an article about how important it was to dedicate 30 minutes of time each day to writing. It … Continue reading
I hid your character in a book thinking you wouldn’t have anymore power over me. But alas, I had put you in the exact place where you could very much … Continue reading
We learn, almost all over But before long love, or is it something close to folly that thaws our hard lessons and we are left yet again long flowing between … Continue reading
Hey everyone, this is going to be pretty much short. I’ve realized something—actually, I have tried it a couple of times and it works pretty well for me so I … Continue reading
Smothering kisses little orange candle lights I awake right before he tells a lie. Comment Prompt:What causes us to ignore visible signs of lies and deceit? Care to share your … Continue reading
I saw you lust after two green wells They seemed happy I could tell I bet you are yet to leave them your mark —the beautiful deception you so call … Continue reading
How long will it be before nightfall so you and I can gather around fire’s boom watching bottom lit flies and listening to cold winds tell their august tales. I … Continue reading
Stay where you are Oh please stay where you are I can’t—I cannot relive the twenty fourth grim year This black shadow —the one you cast, it’s dark It reminds … Continue reading
She read your ‘someday’ letters They were twenty and three Each reminded her of a love she had a pain she felt, but above all a woman she had become.
Go on and say goodbye Sometimes tall bricks walls only become the beginning of fascinating new plots. For picture poetry and quotes, follow me on Instagram @naatakia
It was the second time I had met her. She still wore her white shirt a lot of material bigger than her scrawny self. I had never spoken to her … Continue reading