Dried Ink

Of Grace and Glory

The streets glimmer with gold And my footsteps echo with relief As I run to meet my Lover And fall into His arms of rest   His eyes hold love unfiltered As He gazes tenderly upon me, Seeing the perfect reflection of His Son And my glittering crown of grace   No more do I… Continue reading Of Grace and Glory

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Note to Self

Beloved, You clench your fists too tightly And hold your breath for too long Does your heart forget that peace lives within? Does your mind forget the battles won?   This aching in your belly And tightness in your chest Will melt like cotton candy As you soak your soul in joy   Do you… Continue reading Note to Self

Lost Letters

When This Is Over

Every night, before I go to sleep, I wonder; If tomorrow was my first day after this lock down, what would it be like? Would I book the first flight out of here, hungry to see the wonders of the world and all the adventures that I had put off till ‘later’? Would I plan… Continue reading When This Is Over

Dried Ink

Beyond The Shore

There is a world beyond the shore Bursting at the seams with dreams yet unborn Heavy with hope and the grind of a thousand hands Mapped with endless roads that lead to gold Trodden by brave hearts and steady feet   There is a world beyond the shore So clear yet so hidden Wrapped with… Continue reading Beyond The Shore

Dried Ink

I Wish I Was Nigerian

I wish I was Nigerian; the kind that doesn't have to break the bank to get into classrooms the kind that dares to think outside the box, without the 'system' locking her ideas in a cage the kind that is not crippled with thoughts of being raped or used for blood money because the devil… Continue reading I Wish I Was Nigerian