Letting you in

How do I clothe my half naked attraction? Though it has been quite a while, We all know how these things go: The secret glances you think went unnoticed, Heart stopping everytime you hear that name… Then how every touch sears into your skin And your arm hairs ripple in…protest? Response? Maybe I could start acting a…

Mirror

I place the mirror by the wall And sit close to the stranger’s body Whose eyes look into mine with no recognition. I resist the urge to look away, This time I won’t leave till I know her. I trace every inch of dark skin, Shut my eyes and hold my breath Listening to whispered…

Looks

So still, I almost didn’t see you there So when you stepped forward And out of your camouflage I couldn’t contain the breath that escaped me, Like an enemy’s blow to the stomach That left me feeling so alive. And I am fascinated by the childlike wonder That must be shining through my eyes But…

When It Hurts

I can’t believe how much this hurts Yet we just can’t seem to feel it See, all we ever worry about Is whether I’m okay, or you’re okay- Are you okay?   I could weep for days if only I could gather up all of The broken pieces in my hands And hold them up…

Elemental Poetry

Have I ever told you, I think Our souls were woven from the same thread Maybe that’s why during the fray We held on for dear life Till the elements tore us apart The tailor’s snippetty snip shears. Have I ever told you, I think That love is everything and nothing A doubled edged sword…

We were young

Do you ever feel like life’s experiences have sapped the adventure out of your soul? I know I do. Lately I have been passing up so many potentially fun activities on the pretext of being ‘too old’ for them. In my defense, I kinda am…but that’s not helping my argument. I’ve let life-stuff take over…

Loop

It is the same thing over and over again just an unending cycle of starts and stops an unhindered loop of beginnings and endings it is all a rotation of war and peace. But maybe we weren’t meant for this this disturbance of never living in peace. A Palestinian plants flowers in spent rocket shells,…

Open Bar

Let us have excuses all around, on me For my cup is brimmed with love Pouring over to fill yours, his and theirs Hell, I’ll put a sign up front ‘open bar’ No, I won’t be hiring soon, no help wanted This is a one girl show. Nobody’s paying tonight, please, I insist Not tips…

Guest posting and other cool links

I am deliriously happy to announce my guest posting feature over at The Real G Inc. I met this cool guy who owns the blog, at a Storymoja Hay Festival meeting where I, by the way, am interning (whoop whoop!). So we got to talking and he expressed his wish to have more poetry on his blog. I…

Last Days

On that last day The inner roof of your car Was our clear blue sky So we reclined our seats And alternated between Staring at the dull grey fabric And into each others’ eyes We made detailed plans In the sweltering afternoon heat And the static on the radio The perfect background For the promises…

Rest in peace, Maya

Phenomenal Woman by Maya AngelouPretty women wonder where my secret lies.I’m not cute or built to suit a fashion model’s size   But when I start to tell them,They think I’m telling lies.I say,It’s in the reach of my arms,The span of my hips,   The stride of my step,   The curl of my lips.   I’m a womanPhenomenally.Phenomenal woman,   That’s me.I walk into a…

Little Stranger

My little stranger, I knew it from the moment we met That our paths had crossed before When I saw you in scarlet blurs Floating inches above the earth Then static rippling the hair on my skin And later that night, Our dreams briefly touched                    …