Distorted Reasonings

'I've never heard of a thing so selfish'  they hit their head in frustration 'How does a human being give in to thoughts in their head?' 'How does a sensible person allow these thoughts to fester and take over?' 'At the end of the day, they are simply that -thoughts' 'Thoughts which should be controlled…

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Fickle Things

Her eyes sparkled Tomorrow looked so bright Each step with a bounce Nothing could hold her back ------ Like a window sliding shut The sparkle left her eyes Bleakness filled her view Nothing could take her back ----- ©Oreoluwa Matemilola 2019 All Rights Reserved

Never-Ending Time

Recently, I read a poem asking the unanswerable question of why bad things happen to good people and I found it satisfying that the author did not try to provide an answer. Instead, it was left open... a thing of utmost wonder and astonishment. Really, how good would the world be if good things happened…

This and That 😔

Desires and arrows Hugs and thorns Wishes and curses How to separate the opposites How to execute good intentions How to save the world --- My intentions are pure My goal is clear A world with happy children All healthy and wise My passion pushes me forward My desire is my goal --- Still, Desires…

Change You | Poem

I remember how I yelled Called you stupid, useless My angry hands left imprints on your face With fingers like claws I marked your skin Leaving scars that hold stories of the hate I cried over you With wonder at how dumb you are Why, just why can you not be like everyone else? Why…

It’s Not Real | Poem

‘It’s in my chest’, she explained, ‘it seems to move when I move’ ‘It’s so uncomfortable. Please make it stop.’ With amusement, she looks on Making distracted noises of understanding, She turns to turn off the light on her way out The pressure in her chest builds up A physical pain she can’t release She…

Questions 001

What do you call a day with grey clouds? What do you call a pretty face with sad eyes? Would you say a storm is coming? Would you say the sun is around the corner? When will those eyes light up? When will the first ray of sunlight appear? Will this grey fade soon? Will…

Slow Down Child | POEM

I wrote this poem a few weeks ago and I recently came across it. It's one of those poems written in the moment and put aside. But reading it again, I was struck by how similar it is to another poem I wrote a  while ago which was borne out of a period of realization. Rather…

I Wait | Poem

Patiently, I wait As the sun pierces through And the first light of dawn appears As the gloomy night becomes glazed over And shadows hastily disappear   Patiently I wait As the thousandth seminar finally ends And I wearily shut the tenth book of the day As I sit, urging time to pass by And…

Irony of Life | Poem

Can I not have tomorrow already? Served on a gold platter or no, disposables I’ll take it With its gloom, uncertainty and desires, I’ll treasure it Whether it’ll be my last or the first of many, I want it However I look at it It’s got to be better than today Oh, give me tomorrow…