Category: Poetry
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To Be A Woman | by @NyokabiWainaina
To be a woman is.. To breath quietly,
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Becoming | @gufydox
Young, I have lived this life with half smiles full frowns and numb fingers. I have imagined dragons and flown on backs Of fairies every time I put tooth under pillow. Those nights were full of colour Makes me want to be child again. To run around naked, Tempting the cold weather to send flu […]
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Too Much, Too Fast | @keedjo
It’s either love out loud, or cold shoulders from me It’s a bear hug or a handshake It’s my tongue down your throat or a half-ass look in your direction It’s too much- for me I want you, a little but in a big way I want to steal your soul by kissing you all […]
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What Will You Do? | By @NyokabiWainaina
When you are too scared to breathe,
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Riot In My Brain
I have seen God in places holy people shouldn’t frequent.
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Stop
The streets of my soul have turned into a puddle, I do not call for waves The pores on my skin have turned into mountains, Do not climb them My eyes are turning into a mirror, Do not seek your reflection in them My legs are turning into brakes, I am not running; do not […]
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I Love You
On days when my chest is a pile of clogged pipes, On mornings when my eyelashes are crusty, And my eyeballs gyrate against sand; I love you On silent days that are loud and need to be silent; I love you On mornings when I strive for strength but find stupidity, On days when my […]
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Second First Date | by @sofaphilosopher
An awkward silence hangs between us, a pregnant silence which never precipitates. Like storm clouds gathering only to dissipate. The conversation moves along haltingly you shift, uneasy, in your chair. You clear your throat; self-consciously you pat your perfect hair. I don’t know who you are I who once knew you so well – Now […]
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Know You | by @Sofaphilosopher
The night before we’ll buy supplies. We’ll start out very early. We’ll drive off into the sunrise for somewhere quaint and distant; somewhere quaint, distant and lonely. We’ll park somewhere off the road, and leave our cellphones in the car – the world can make do without us for a little while. We’ll get the […]
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S
You are fire; your flames turn me yellow and I liquefy I am watching you ooze from within me You are like goosebumps on a chilly day; and my soul, like jelly layered on skin You feel like sweat; Attempting to go back into pores and I welcome the struggle You are a hug; A […]