I lay afloatOn the sea of your liesAnd upon the tears I’ve criedI lay afloat. Without a boatI have sailed your tidesStayed by your stormy sideWithout a boat. Without a coatI have stood in the rainOf your never ending painWithout a coat. By: Phanuel Ayelum
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Immortal (A piece by Phanuel Ayelum)
I can live forever,In writing what I think.I can be,ImmortalisedBy my indelible ink. By: Phanuel Ayelum
Little Happy Thoughts
You drive me crazy and I love it. It reminds me so much of what it means to be free. You take me to different worlds around me. Places I wouldn’t see without you. You make me happy. Like Pooh with a bowl of honey. Me llevas a diferentes mundos a mi alrededor. Lugares queContinue reading “Little Happy Thoughts”
As it were. (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)
Once upon a time – I wrote ever so fiercely. Directly from my heart, I wrote beautiful poetry. I know not how I did it – But I wish to do it yet again. To revive my heart, And awake my brain. To be who I once was – Taking dictation from the divine. IContinue reading “As it were. (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”
Black Girl Magic
The way I puff my afro.The way I pout my lips and smile.It’s in the way I walkThe way I talkHow loud I laugh and how silently I cryIt’s who I am. What you don’t see.It’s my energyMy spiritMy light shining from the inside – out.
Cloudy days (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)
There are mornings When I don’t rise and shine I just roll out of bed In hopes to pass some time. There are afternoons When I lose sight of the sun And time feels a little darker But from time, we cannot run There are nights When I can’t fall asleep I just stare atContinue reading “Cloudy days (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”
Some Days
Sometimes I cry. Sometimes I smile. Most times I’m hurt, broken and bruised. Other times I laugh, out loud in amusement of the lies I make myself believe. Some days are grey. Most days are true. This feeling ain’t new. But I pick up my pieces and try this again because sometimes one step isContinue reading “Some Days”
Falling Sands (A poem by Phanuel and Tessie)
Twenty eight more chances Time has gifted. Hourglass turned Sands subtly shifted. So I take a moment and watch the sand shift down the hourglass. Each speck representing the wrinkles on my face writing the narrative of the memories we made. And memories we’re yet to make, A story untold A handful of feelings unresolvedContinue reading “Falling Sands (A poem by Phanuel and Tessie)”
Darker Nights (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)
Darker nights, And only but flashes of light. Drops of rain, Bits of joy and bits of pain, Strokes of ink, And thoughts to think. Words to write and unwrite; Oh how dark this night… By : Phanuel Ayelum.
I in art (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)
My violin Is a tool With which I make my emotions More audible to you My pencil Is a wand For placing my imagination Magically before my hand My keyboard Is the technology That allows me to plug my thoughts Into your mind effectively And my pen Is a mirror That allows me to seeContinue reading “I in art (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”