Articles & Poetry
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The Exorcist.
This poem shall deep its hands into your heart, and you shall not be able to stop it.
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Chaos Walking.
Is it true what your papa said?
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Akueke
Akueke! Most beloved daughter of a mother of five, Your mother looks upon you from the great beyond with joyful sorrow... Rejoicing she no longer is with you, And weeping for what awaits you,
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The current
The poem describes a intense, raw, and transformative intimate encounter between two lovers in a secluded, candlelit room. It contrasts the worldly rush outside with the private, breathless connection inside, emphasizing deep physical passion and the dissolution of boundaries.
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Shine.
Shine here too glittering light ball and Mother Justice do see before we all are wiped out.
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Bait of kindness
The poem describes the trauma of sexual abuse and grooming, where someone who was supposed to protect and care for the girl instead manipulated and violated her trust.
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These Black Lands
Upon these black lands, we have got heavens blessings in various forms, high sums...
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The cocktail Trilogy
This poem vividly describes a passionate and physical encounter between two people during and after a rainstorm, filled with intense desire and a focus on intimate, primal connection and release.
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When Lovers First Meet.
Accent... To be read only in Jamaican Patois.
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All my nows and thens
In all my nows and all my thens, I know joy, for I knew love.
Mayrheee
My Father's Wife
My Father's Wife is an Ass. She rides all men to their destination...
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Trilogy of the sacred surrender
A tribute to my brother
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The masters Hem
Celebrating the birthday of my beloved brother and Friend my partner in laughter and secrets who has gone before me, but not forgotten
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Orúrú
My eyes have seen my ears, When papa told me our juju could drag a man from the white man's land back home, you know me, I told him he lied, I repeated it thrice.
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Sugar Cane Havest
The poem depicts an intense, slow-burning romantic encounter that builds from tender kisses to a passionate physical climax. It captures a moment of deep desire and surrender, which ultimately breaks into a lighthearted, human connection when an overly dramatic plea during intimacy sparks shared laughter.
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Safety is Elusion.
Tell me of safety but first tell me if my next journey to Timbuktu will grant me a safe return too.
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Triple Edge
The Triple Edge explores the visceral, feverish intensity of a three-way connection. It depicts the dissolution of time and individual identity as three people merge into a single, "wildfire" rhythm of sensory heat and shared desire.
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Sister Death
The poem personifies death as "Sister Death," a figure that is simultaneously beautiful, calm, and terrifyingly swift. It portrays her as an inevitable "creditor" who meticulously accounts for every human breath, eventually leading everyone from their mortal flesh toward a final tally and a "new beginning.
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The Eyes, A window to your heart
Facing yourself honestly can feel uncomfortable at first, but through careful observation and acceptance, you begin to recognize—and eventually love—who you truly are.
Mayrheee
SESSIONS AFTER SUNSET
Though the flesh's a weakling, the spirit is however willing. So contagious is my peace, a piece, I shall always give.
Duet by Challyrex and Eniola @The_hollowgirl
We Too Shall Soon be gods.
Tell them Ogolo, that here, the bad ones get what good ones deserve.
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LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH; THE BLOOD REMAINS SICKLE
The love shared is not enough to cure the incompatibility that from our respective genotypes. The sickle cell remains and may become a burden for the children of incompatible partners. Know your genotype!!!
Challyrex
Missing D(zaddy)
Once the reality of responsibility sets in, the "Zaddy" figure abandons her, leaving the narrator alone to face the consequences while she turns back to "Daddy"
Onyiamas
This Love is Not a Booby Trap
This Love is not a Booby trap, don't run!
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When Abu Said Goodnight.
Dazed as her words registered, I thought, Aisha 13, Zainab 12, Maria 13.... Was I also now sacrificed and sold out like I swore I wouldn't?
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Skin& staccato
this piece is about the transition from structured melody to raw rhythm. It depicts a shift where the "song" is no longer something heard, but something felt moving away from a composed melody toward a primal, percussive climax where the heartbeat and the physical friction of two bodies become the only instruments left playing.
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Broken Pieces
This poem is of a murderer who takes lives because his life was first taken by the one who gave life to him. Laugh out loud.
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Many Divorces than one.
Marriage is not the Problem, Our Choices Are.
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The vibration
The poem, "The Vibration," is a visceral exploration of how music specifically deep, heavy bass acts as a catalyst for intense physical and primal connection.
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