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Slowly but certainly (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)
Slowly but certainly; Your voice fades in the distance. Soon you’ll be only a memory Of a once glorified instance. Slowly but certainly; Time erases your trace. Still I hold on dearly – To the memory of your face. BY : PHANUEL AYELUM.
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)”
I’ve written them not because I couldn’t say them, But because I was afraid to say it all. I wrote them because I was afraid no one would believe the words coming out of my mouth. I wrote the sorrows of my heart in black and white. I wore a plastic smile that I couldContinue reading “Bleeding Words”
Say you want me too. Say it so that I can if what I feel is true. Say that I make you smile, that I make loving worth while. You don’t have to feel it. You don’t have to mean it. You just have to say it and I’ll be the one to believe it.
Without you I’m melodious song playing through the quiet walls of my heart.Without you, I can finally see myself as a better person.Without you I am able to be myself and love it.Without you I am unafraid and undefeated. Because I could not be all these things with you, I choose to stay without you.
I apologize for being so clingy. However, I can’t fight the thought that every woman that sees you wants you just as much as I do. I can’t help it but think of how attracted I am to you. And just how in an alternate universe, I wouldn’t be attracted to you at all, somebodyContinue reading “JEALOUS”
Mama’s hands Held me up in prayer. Mama’s hands moved mountains and opened doors for me. Mama’s hands changed my dirty clothes and washed them clean. Mama’s hands served me every meal, day and night.Mama’s hands cautioned me. Pushed towards my fears and shielded me against the flaming arrows. Mama’s hands dispensed her love, aContinue reading “Mama’s Hands”
Slowly Untie these shackles off my wrist. Take this veil off my eyes and lead me towards the light, slowly Undo the buttons on the back of my dress, let fall gently to the ground and look right into my eyes, slowly. Kiss my lips lightly. And Slowly, pull me closer. Then Maybe, just maybeContinue reading “Despacio”
The Art of The Mask
Wear it so well and nobody will know the lies that hide behind your smile.Cover the bruises with some make up, nobody has time to hear your sob story.Tell everyone you’re fine. You will start to believe it, eventually. Now that you have worn your mask, do not take it off. For when they seeContinue reading “The Art of The Mask”