Imagine A Nation. (imagine-nation)

Five steps back through time when a single thought was ignited in a fifteen year old mind.It was the thought to speak. Not be heard or be seen but to be read. It was a thought to create a population who could decipher what laid between the lines. It was a nation founded in thisContinue reading “Imagine A Nation. (imagine-nation)”

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”

Can we be friends?

Podemos ser amigas? (Spanish) Peut-on etre amis?(French) Possiamo essere amci?(Italian) Kodi ti nga kale abwenzi?(nyanja) Singaba abangane?(ZULU) CAN WE BE FRIENDS? One day when the night calls and darkness covers the land, I hope you’ll be there with me to hold my hand till the morning comes.I hope that when that day comes, you andContinue reading “Can we be friends?”

Tale of the flawed spirit 1(A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Sometimes; I wish I were perfect. Making only the best decisions, I would have everyone’s respect. In some moments; I wish I were infallible, Completely ideal, Lacking a single flaw. But other times; My errors paint onto me- Like painted imagery on a canvas, They give me identity. Sometimes; I accept my flawed self- ButContinue reading “Tale of the flawed spirit 1(A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Evenings within me (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

The evenings within me; Hold an eternal sunset- In a space I often retreat to However often I get upset. The evenings within me; Hold symphonic orchestras, That play softly in my arrival And arouse me with arias. The evenings within me; Are my inner joy and peace, A resting place for my mind, AContinue reading “Evenings within me (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

As the rain drops (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

As the rain drops; It draws tears from my eyes- Creating a stream of emotions, Along with a stream from the skies. As the rain drops; It brings forth life anew- And I can only hope, That’ll also mean getting over you By : Phanuel Ayelum. Picture credit 📸 : Phanuel Ayelum. Raindrops, the smellContinue reading “As the rain drops (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Silence (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

The absence of sound Is lovely thing Peaceful in nature For they that are listening… By: Phanuel Ayelum. Photo credit : Alex Markovich If you don’t know who Alex Markovich is and you also happen to be a poet reading this blog, then consider this a message from the universe asking you to check outContinue reading “Silence (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

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