Onye rolled in dirty gritty slime. She locked herself in this dark space, devoid of air, every time she remembered his hands on her body. She peered through the thick storm windows at the other Onye, her hands lingering on the frame. Unable to reach her, she could only wish she was her as she … Continue reading Dark place
#longpostalert I wrote 'The different shades of yellow,' in January 2017. It was inspired by a setting sun and the different hues it radiated one random evening. What I didn't know at the time was how this poem could reflect the many sides of human nature too. That was until three days ago when I … Continue reading Different shades
They race. Day hunts night. Sweat for some, sleep for fewer. They race. Fate hunts man. Sleep tells him, "death is master. But till he knocks, I'm master." ❤Aweni
“Who did this?!” Uriel asked incredulously. “Not me!” Joey said, looking guilty. Looking mortified, Adam muttered, “not me!” “You both have some explaining to do. I’ve been gone but for a short while and the tree of life is gone! No leaves,…” Uriel looked at Joey, “…nor trunk.” He looked at Adam. “Ha, perhaps we shall … Continue reading Who did it?
I hear chants, Chants! Chants! Chants! Behind closed doors. They assail my ears From The coven The temple The church The mosque So much in common But they beg to differ Do you? Sun asks sea and land "Who struts like he owns the earth?" "He who makes fire." ❤Aweni Adams July 2019
Pitter patter I thump Gently then loudly on their roofs Their thin veils And their moods My aid is at hand Wrapped as one We make sure They feel our wrath and love He tells me where to go I know what to do I wet the appetite of the lil babe Buried deep in … Continue reading Rain drops
"Why do you paint a gloomy picture? You are quite adept at making the best situation look dire. Do you want to have another go?" "Yes, please. So, I see a lady in a red swimsuit lying on her back. She is quite close to the sea... so close." He throws his hand up in … Continue reading What do you see?
O'er you may be gloom Tears may drip, but 'twill be fine Like stars in the night Daintly hanging up above Let hope shine through the dark ❤Aweni It's international widow's day. Give yourself the chance to find the light again. It may be hard, but please hang in there. ❤Aweni