A Place Beyond Curiosity (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

I wonder what it’s like – In the great beyond… Does the music still play? Do the angels sing your favourite songs? Do you get the peace Wished upon you by the living? Could you identify with it? Do you carry emotions and feelings? Are you in the company Of they that left before you?Continue reading “A Place Beyond Curiosity (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Back to me (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

The poems aren’t quite – As beautiful as they once were. They’re dull, sad And reminiscent of your love and care. The music sounds – Much different too. Every note and phrase Seems to inspire thoughts of you. Sunsets have – Not been the same Becoming ever so melancholic I just want to know you’llContinue reading “Back to me (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

NOVEMBER MOON

The October sun set and made way for a new moon. She glowed with a new light and sent sweet zephyrs through the atmosphere.I marvelled at her from the edge of my window, what a magnificent sight she was. She beamed her light at me and I felt kiss of peace on my forehead .Continue reading “NOVEMBER MOON”

My Body

My bodyA vessel of glory. A temple undefiled A medium through which the father utters instruction. My body an instrument played to notes of destiny’s symphony. A cry from my spirit. Powered by the name called by each breath I breathe (Ya-weh). My body, A cage for my soul. Procteting it from the snare ofContinue reading “My Body”

A PIECE OF HEAVEN

A life beyond these four white walls. An awaking that I yearned for. The kiss of the sun on my skin. The gentle breeze making love to my hair freeing me of my contempt. I broke through the chains that held me down to my bed and ran to the hills. I laid on myContinue reading “A PIECE OF HEAVEN”

A story of love

They were words not spoken. They were thoughts unimagined. To hide them was inevitable, for you could see them written on his face, you could hear them in his voice. They were smiles faked.Memories disgraced. One could only hope for the best. They were fears ready to be felt. scars of his heart mapped outContinue reading “A story of love”

Home is a feeling

Home was once stranger an empty building without any memories. It’s walls were intact, doors and windows too. As time went by, home became a friend, it started to fill up with laughter and wine stains on the carpet. Finally home became a part of me I never knew I had. It reflected my insightContinue reading “Home is a feeling”

To read, to write (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Literacy is a gift; Often not realised, Literacy literally- Gives access to other minds. To read is to think; Through another minds thought, An acquisition of perspective, A way to be taught. To write is to share oneself; Across minds and across time, To be transposed into script, To be indelible in time… By :Continue reading “To read, to write (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

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