You can only as bright as you tell yourself you can. It is nobody’s place to dictate how bright your light should shine. – happy Saturday from the Written studios.
the temptress You could see the anger through her eyes. It was a look that could haunt anyone for the rest of their lives. The purple detail in her iris screamed out how desperate she was for power. Fear her! Fear her for her heart carries no mercy and her soul doesn’t fear death. SheContinue reading “Purple”
My little feet carried me far away from home, from safety and comfort. A gush of wind blew and shut my ears, all I could hear was my foolish heart straying me to the valley of misery. The grass grew thicker and taller, the air around me was as cold as the hand of deathContinue reading “SAVED”
Fridays feel like sundown. An exhausting- And sometimes exhilarating- Week is over now. Fridays feel like evenings; A drink at the table, A little bit of piano, Fridays can be amazing… By : Phanuel Ayelum
Aren’t we all just words In a poem about a world In which poetry is written I know that may sound absurd But Aren’t we all just books Exchanging glances and looks When our stories seem similar And we then decide to share plots enroute… Aren’t we all just written art With similar beating heartsContinue reading “A written world (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)”
“Live as a poem; In the pages of my life. Spare me the recitals- Live as what you write. Live as a poem; In the fabric of my spacetime. Keep the connection And don’t ruin the rhyme. Let your actions; Speak louder than your poems. Live by what you say to me- Live as myContinue reading “Her Words (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”
Having fallen deep- Into the procrastinators habits, I’ve decided to leave this hole To the rabbits. I’ve awaited inspiration- Long enough. It’s about time I got up And scribbled some stuff. I’ve successfully forced A creativity outburst! When all I wanted to say was Happy September the first!!! By : Phanuel Ayelum.
Quite often; You have left me alone, With nothing but my thoughts To fill the spaces when you’re gone. Quite frequently; I’ve had to battle loneliness, I’ve been at war with my emotions I’ve become accustomed to your absence. By : Phanuel Ayelum. ❤❤❤ Like this post if you liked it, Share and feel freeContinue reading “Alone (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”