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 and

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- But

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, A

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 smell

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 out

Truth in the depth (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Surfaces tell lies; Truth lies in the deep- And depth is not understood, Until one dares to take a leap. By : Phanuel Ayelum.

About Showers 🚿 (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Personally; Hot showers feel like sweat They just don’t give me the freshness I desperately intend to get! By : Phanuel Ayelum.

The poem that got away (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

I had this great idea; For a great blog post. But I forgot to jot it down And now that idea is lost… I need a habit; Of writing my thoughts- My pen will be my companion, One that fits in my coat. But for now; I must wander around my mind Constantly searching- For

Live now? (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

I’ve found it immensely difficult- To live in the present. My body may be fixed in this time; Yet my mind serenely wanders past future events! I would love- To spend more time in the “now” Perhaps I’ll do so in the future; But at the moment, I just can’t figure out how. By :

May (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

May you find a peace long sought after; May you finally attain some joy and laughter. May we all, for now, forget pain; May we all just smile again! May I be able to find these words in myself; May I bring light, to my isolated self! And finally- May you have a happy new