Stranded ⛓️

He bids to hear my voice every single day He’d call before the cock’s crow, before he says his prayers at night, and between We’re at a distance but he feels every fiber of his body longing for me What do I do in return? I ignore his calls when I’m in someone else’s arms…

Dauda πŸ’”

Is it weird that he’s not the man he used to be? Is he aware he’s drifting off the tracks? And becoming everything he’s preached against Out of the frustration of emptiness; The lack of company He found a new vice A new detestable habit Long lulling in his subconsciousness Waiting to take the light…

BLADE βš”

Born a porcupine πŸ¦” Angry as a wasp 🐝 A hornet’s nest waiting to be stirred I Didn’t ask for this πŸ€·πŸΎβ€β™€οΈ I was born a blade πŸ—‘οΈ Tore my mother’s womb to shreds I’m the curse of a labouring woman 🀱 The tears of a crying baby 🚼 The regret of a widower I’m…