Poetry is hope; hope is life; something beautiful. If you would listen, it is a promise. If you would listen, quietly and get those codes that gently unveil themselves to us like dawn unfolds to day; like the caterpillar to a butterfly. It is the look of waters – on a cloudy night; wait a … Continue reading The Definition of Hope
(For Agatha) The news flooded our plains drowned our peace and taught lessons on time Yesterday will never be new but today grants grace where we can water memory to squeeze laughter out of our despair Even as pain’s strain strangles you know I am here to give all my joy to paint a rainbow … Continue reading Ramblings of comfort (a poem) by Su’eddie Vershima Agema
(for agatha and dora) on this night, I am sailing on a sea of stars to lands that are far the moon smiles brightly and every darkness is forgotten yes, though the troubles brew strong I see God’s hand and I know they are long enough to destroy everything that is wrong tonight, for one … Continue reading SAILING ON A SEA OF STARS (A Poem of Hope) by Su’eddie Vershima Agema
Slowly the numbers rise like the evils we see in the skies trembling earth has birth us death Pray tell is this heaven or hell? We open our hearts to paths of a flow of the beauty of the soul needing your help to grow from this pain we now know We pray with hope…but … Continue reading NEPAL
Speaking has never been able to carry the weight of my emotions or thoughts or feelings or desires or dreams… Somehow, I have been able to convince myself that ink on paper is an effective outlet; so I write But when I read what I write, it just stares back at me, an incriminating evidence … Continue reading THE WEIGHT OF MY HOPE (A Prosaic Poem on Writing) by Victor Olugbemiro
I was recently admitted into the new age spirit of an e-reader, a Kobo specifically. It took reading The Kite Runner by Khaled Hosseini to remind me that I still love that traditional smell of a fresh book that reaches to you like the smell of fresh fries on a hungry stomach. In The Kite … Continue reading RAMBLES, ATONEMENT, HEALING AND RENEWAL: READING KHALED HOSSEINI’S THE KITE RUNNER
_________________________ at the last moment (we would find the warmth) _________________________ tormenting tides would wane the storms shall cease the floods finally fade our rainbow would spread… however sleep fared life’s dream would kiss you as the rays bless more wake to stimulating smiles come to the hearth then the ghost would have … Continue reading AT THE LAST MOMENT (a poem for the moment) by Su’eddie Vershima Agema
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