Subtle me.

A gift at first But a curse on a second guess. Love; I tried and tested but damn An ugly mess. It was more or less an extreme sport; A sort of entertainment for her. It was great at the very start Now shattered dreams and ugly scars. Hidden figures Love lost Heart on reset … More Subtle me.

Vertigo.

So I asked her: “You and me; were we meant to be? Was I made for you? Was it all a trick? All the things I did, Did you see me fit? I could sit and make a list of all the promises and still ran out of space. Was I a fool to fall … More Vertigo.

Tick Tock…

Ok so, What tick tocks ?   Time they say flies; to abroad or not, no one knows. If time really flies, do we then call it a bird or a fly?   Time in the eyes of many seems short for as long as life treats them bad. Apart from the fact that time … More Tick Tock…

Tickles!

I could journey far north or south just to get you a chrysanthemum. Propose my love to you looking into your aqueous humour.   An asinine; I’m not. Speech is silvern- silence is golden. Choose my words correctly and lay them straight in front of you. Im placeing you on a high pedestal; so brace … More Tickles!

My Gospel!

Love is blind, and it’s said that, distance lends enchantment to the view. Don’t be obstinate as a mule. Rule or be ruled; Improve on your moves. Sure-footed as a goat, take a stand by your oats. Be subtle as a serpent; brevity in your actions. Up & awake, grind for the pay cheque. Be … More My Gospel!

MeLanChoLy.

Waste not; want not. My daily plea is to keep my feet from enemy territory. In my solitude, stuck in lonelinesses room. Gray scenes; memories playing tricks on me. The jingles of curtains, Distorted reflections of mystic shadows. Hollowing souls, between the heaves of storms. Real friends; how many of them.? There is safety in … More MeLanChoLy.

aWriter’s Digest!

The misery of life, the scenery it brings.. Our beautiful environ  all lost in a blink.. Give nature a wink and help save it in a flash.. Cos it’s like people are in a rush to destroy our natural habitat.. Blame it on the black mentality or the white man’s brutality  to the black community.. … More aWriter’s Digest!

Your’s Truly,

Like macaroni; stay on your rice until consumed. Just like an eagle; stay on the rise. Up in the sky, view your prey like they’re some tiny mice. Some people hope you die, so in your face they’ll act nice, but don’t mind that. Because truth be told, failure and success  all begins from your mind. … More Your’s Truly,

Life reimagined

Author: Kelvin Annorson Imagine a world full of darkness, without light No sunlight at day and moonshine, at night When we sit under the moon and night is noon When we sparkle under the sun and its noon. Imagine when Christ wasn’t born by Mary And the three wise men were led by a fairy … More Life reimagined