Scream

Bottled energy, unable to let it out, He meant well yet I am triggered. Contained emotions eating me up inside, A shared post intended to soothe, I'm triggered. ... See at times all it takes is a reminder that I am not okay Okay I thought I was, until... well until I saw that post.…

Flower

I am a flower,I know in this day and age it is unconventional for a man to compare himself to a flower,But that is what I am. Beautiful,Delicate,In need of care,The world is a tough place especially for a black man,Blown to and fro by winds of criticism forcing me to be more masculine;Toughen up…

Live.

The average human being breathes about 24000 times a day.In and out,In and out,In and out, And in between those breaths...moments of introspection,split seconds of revelation,And in the stillness...My spirit whispers, "you are alive, let every breath be meaningful..." You are still here,You have yet to be bested,You have overcome every mountain,Swam through every sea,And…

Watered down

We try to hide our feelingsSo we put make up on our hearts And from its abundance we speak in euphemism,A watered down form of love with no depth,Unable to pierce through the thick layers of foundation, concealers and blush, So our words become weak,Just paint brushes stroking the surface;Full of fear,Our feet get cold,We…

Hope

Like needles of light piercing through a forest,The shadow of a falling leaf and the break between the lub and dub of a heartbeat,I go unnoticed,But I'm there... In between breaths and the blinking of eyes,Moments of introspection to tell truths from lies,I hang on to the dying breaths or rather the evidence of life,…

Longing

Rolling warm water droplets upon thy's face, That's what happens when one forgets to breathe Aching shell, the manifestation of thy's inner turmoils I hate the cold, reminder of one's fragile nature Longing for salvation, the catalyst of hope, Tormented by thy's thoughts, with the hindrance in expression, one silently looks to the sky, As…

He hit me…

He hit me again...He claims to love me but never seems to show it. His words have no depth or meaning but i keep returning to his arms. I don't know what love is, I have never known a man that said it and showed it. I grew up without my dad, but I know…

Toxic Masculinity

I am on a road less traveled. A black African man on a road to understanding my emotions and hopefully normalise the sight of a sensitive Black African man. See, I was taught that men didn't cry. Men were not sensitive. Men could fight. Men slept with girls. So I grew up with standards of…

Nature

The rain falls and dances on the roof tops and creates a melody that brings with it serenity. The leaves depart from the trees on which they grew , the streets are deserted as everyone hides in their boring homes,yet the town engages in heated conversations as the natural elements battle for dominance . The…

The You you hide…

I love the you you hide...Behind your smile, your makeup, and your lies. I love the smoothness of your cheeks upon which the tide of tears is so accustomed to swiftly falling . I love your sauciness ,the way you lure me without even trying , I love your imperfections, they make you perfect in…