September the 1st (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.

Alone (A poem 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)”

Deception (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Deception is poison; Bound to kill its consumer, To be a snare to its bearer And to bruise them both. By : Phanuel Ayelum. ❤❤❤ Like this post if you liked it, Share and feel free to drop a comment… You can email me at Or follow me on the social media in theContinue reading “Deception (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

The edge (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

I know; That the odds are against us That space and time aren’t on our side And that we’re a mission impossible Trying to rise above the tide. I know; That we don’t stand a chance against the universe That we don’t write the rhythm of time That our melody doesn’t harmonize with reality AndContinue reading “The edge (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Teens on screens (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

I spend my days on screen Facebook is blue, WhatsApp is green But I know not the colour of reality Or the feeling of humanity I am your typical everyday teen! By : Phanuel Ayelum. Before a few days ago, I’d never written a limerick. I wrote this one as part of a challenge IContinue reading “Teens on screens (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Once a runner, Always me (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

Shattering ceramics, banging doors, angry voices, violent vibrations in the walls. A childhood bruised with the memories of the violence that came with it, is mine to keep. My mind is never really able to envision what life was like past all the screaming and shouting. Perhaps, that’s all there ever was. From as farContinue reading “Once a runner, Always me (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Yours (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)

It is yours now. Take it. Accept it as you would a ring from your betrothed. Keep it as you would a glass sphere. Treasure it as you would your life. As a symbol of my never ending trust in your love I readily give you my heart. Encased in this tiny little box isContinue reading “Yours (A poem by Phanuel Ayelum)”

Scenery at a height (Story by Phanuel Ayelum)

I have heard the sound of the lark in it’s assention across the morning sky. I have watched the glorious sun rise long enough to see the skies change from a dazzling purple to a magnificent blue. I have walked through the enchanting trails of the beautiful forest as it glows with the golden beamsContinue reading “Scenery at a height (Story by Phanuel Ayelum)”

To my 15 year old self (By Phanuel Ayelum)

Dear Phanuel, Four years into the future and here I am writing back to you four years in the past! Who ever said time travel wasn’t a real thing? Turns out, writing really seems to bridge the gap between reality and fiction. So I figured writing might as well as bridge the time gap betweenContinue reading “To my 15 year old self (By Phanuel Ayelum)”

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