Who we are now (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

It keeps getting harder To tell the two apart To see where one ends and where another starts You can see much joy in the pictures Hiding grief behind them While we smile in front of cameras We often fall apart behind them. We have more followers Than we have friends But this isn’t anContinue reading “Who we are now (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Monday (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Monday is a morning to a week It’s waking up to possibility Monday is a genesis To all that can be. Monday is the tone The tone you pitch; Monday is taking your wounds, And giving them a little stitch. Monday is finding your strength; And holding it with great grip. Monday is taking everyContinue reading “Monday (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

What addiction feels like (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

An urge; Is what I called it. Until these feelings started to surge And soon I couldn’t hold it So I gave in. Sensual desire got the best of me- I took a shot at withdrawal But it only returned pain and anxiety- So I gave in. This is a cell I’m enslaved in. HowContinue reading “What addiction feels like (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

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)”

Heart of steel (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

“Why is your heart Made of glass?” She wondered As she asked. “Wouldn’t you be safer With one made of titanium? Cooler at heart, If it were made of Vibranium?” In response- I would have said; That I didn’t need a new heart- If I still had my head. But still, I wanted a heart.Continue reading “Heart of steel (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)”

Grey (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Balance is everything! Some left and an equal amount of rightSome good and some badSome day and some night… Lost and foundSilence and soundBack and forthSouth and north… Live your lifewith an appreciation for black and white.It can’t be all good, and it can’t be all bad either.Allow yourself to experience it all,and then, inContinue reading “Grey (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

To the time wasters (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

The fourth dimension; As science calls it, Is something we’re short of- We wish we could pause it. But that isn’t something- Nature would allow. We just have to work- With the time we have now. A difficult task- Made more challenging- By people woven into our lives, Living like clocks aren’t ticking. Hindering ourContinue reading “To the time wasters (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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