Blackgirl

For those who go through dark days they can't share or explain, my heart is with you. They ask ''how are you?" you smile your heart beats loudly like the talking drum your hands shakes a little because how do you say ''I'm dying slowly  my days are filled with emptiness, sadness and months with lows I struggle to breathe sometimes my chest tightens too and i think it might never end" How do you explain that your life is whirring past and you are barely hanging on that you feel emotions you can't explain and thoughts you shouldn't have that your mind is numb and your heart distant  Like you are walking alone in the forest at night afraid, heart palpitating no light in sight your voice echoing back Uneasy because monsters lurk That running leads to dead ends so you stay lost and wandering in this place of nowhere But instead you bolt your feelings in Smile and say  i'm fine and...

  I have written of tales  Of sadness and despair Of pain and suffering Of light and love and joy And dancing And lustful passion but never Have I written of what it’s like To be broken by the ones you trust and love And who you’d hope would fight for you Whose arms you thought would give warmth and solace  And would shield from hurt The ones they say stick closer than brothers Nobody ever speaks of the shattering of heart, mind and soul And every shard of being, minced When they stick that spear in  And grace your heart with pepper The levels of pain inexplicable As gone is both friend and trust You open, vulnerable, splayed like A lab rat for all to infer Because you gave your heart to that one person

 First of all Happy New year!! I have wanted to post this for a while but I just thought to wait till the new year and give a positive message to kick off the year. Learning to love comes from within, love in relationships or friendship. When you understand that loving others comes from loving yourself, acknowledging your whole, even the parts you don’t like or want people to see. When you are able to admit that everyone has shortcomings and stop looking at yourself through other people's mirror you’ll breathe easy, as someone said a lot of times we look at ourselves the way we think people see us and not as we see us. Trying to put yourself up to someone’s mirror will only give heartache. Learning to love is one of the most difficult things to do, I mean how can I love my little butt when the world says big jiggly butts are better but love is knowing that the little butt serves it’ s purpose of sitting and you define what pretty or sexy means to you. A smart man once s...

You came to my mind today Your bright Colgate smile From those perfectly formed lips Your eyes, your cute bunny nose You tall chocolate fountain Are what dreams are made of I remember my heart beating loudly At the sight of you Every image of you like an eclipse Of fireworks lighting my whole being You captured my heart and made me a prisoner to you A prisoner of love Love that only I knew about But I felt like we were old lovers The imagined conversations The one where you filled my dark days with your laughter And nights with dirty dealings in lust Of us wining and dining And me staring for days into those eyes   Our wedding did I already plan But I only knew your name   The name of angels and unicorns burst.

This poem came about after attending Lagos International Poetry Festival last weekend. Being surrounded by so much creative energy was so filling, i'm still riding on that high. It's funny how we say we love our mothers and lovers  Yet we choose to measure the love in the amount of pain they've endured The amount of violence, of bullshit they tolerated from us Yet this is the love we claim Love vowed from not being our fathers Yet doing same to our lovers Yet raising our fists Cutting skin with our words and actions  Still laying claim to love The love we show by saying "yes strong woman You stayed, you allowed us break you Thank you for letting us use as we see fit your bodies" This love we proclaim to the whole world  Tweeting and Facebooking about Is the love that drags women through the dregs of hell and back  Using as footmats to step on as we please  And as ego boosters when we feel low Yet this is l...

King of Boys is a richly drawn and emotionally stirring drama directed by Kemi Adetiba. The film stars the delectable Sola Sobowale, Adesua etomi, Toni Tones and newcomer Paul Sambo who all come together to weave this thrilling tale of survival, power and politicking. King of boys chronicles the seemingly business woman Eniola Salami played by the King Sola Sobowale, trying to further her political career while trying to maneuver through her gritty past.   We all know that Sola Sobowale is an amazing actress but you've never seen her quite as you will in this movie. Her performance was just too good for words, the subtle nuances, her presence were out of this world. She deserves to have flowers thrown at her feet everywhere she goes.   King of boys ensemble of amazing actors was just too surreal, Adesua was magnifique pardon my french, Toni Tones interpretation of the younger Eniola Salami was impeccable, she literally was the star in every single scene she appeared. Pau...

I see you standing Peeping, wondering if you should come in Come in by all means do But be aware that this place is A place of fire and fury Burning down holds of disloyalty, lies and shattering the souls and heart of men This place also holds love and tender care   But do not be deceived by this beautiful Palace It is not all butterflies, it is also of destruction and explosion Consuming all in its wake A place of broken glasses and bloody noses Be prepared to be knocked off your feet too For unimaginable treasures lay in your wake Dearest, please do not come in if you are not ready to behold this magnificence For once in there’s no going back You lay trapped in this world or be prepared to leave with deep set bruises as spoils of war

Hi, it has been a while but I am still here. The sense of finality The thud of the door closing The beep at the end of the phone call Causes a twitch in the heart Just when you think you won’t feel a thing That goodbye changes everything Says you won’t see each other again You start to feel it all An assurance that it’s over Makes you wish you could do it all again See them one last time Should I run and reach for your hand Or cry it out.

You can't kill me twice you killed me when you lied when you didn't love her when you treated with contempt when your eyes wandered when you tried to crush her when you thought you owned us You killed me when you considered me an outlet for your anger when you raised your belt, the welts and marks the sign of death the death of my love, my feelings of me seeing you You killed me when you broke every promise when you compared me to others when you put others first when I didn't matter when you didn't respect me You can't kill me again because i'm already dead. The girl I was, who loved you

This piece is dear to my heart because it was inspired by someone close to my heart. This is me saying “ YOU WILL BE FINE”  and “ YOU WILL COME OUT ON TOP”  Stay strong. Left alone, No home No place where the heart belongs Foundation's in two separate places Each trying to form a new root Now you’re stuck in the center With no firm balance Swaying left and right Struggling for nutrients No one looks back To see if you made it Barely holding on But yet thriving and striving Looking out for the sun To help you up So you can look back And sigh in relief and joyfulness With your now firm root and strong foundation That’s all yours