MIRROR’S CORNER
A LETTER TO FATHER
I do not believe there are faults in my stars
I do believe there are stars in my faults
Regardless of accumulated scars
And sad memoirs...
WE WERE THE ONES WHO SHOT THE GUNS
While the birds started flying
Above the noisy waters
And the fishes started swimming
Below the calm skies,
We were the ones
Who shot t...
THE DEAD MAN’S TALE
The day is young and my soul is weary,
Sit, for my tale is long and might leave you teary,
It began long ago, this tale which is the tr...
TELL THEM
I'm writing this letter
With showers of blessed pains
Trekking from my eyes
Down to my compressed cheeks.
I'm writing this letter
Fro...
SACRIFICE
Either to the bane of Saul,
Or to hate or lust, Olympus must fall
A tale to be told.
When a heart was sold,
A bargain with the devil w...
LUCK
Let me ridicule this so called existence
That has been placed with overt importance
On every facet of the word LIFE.
LUCK!
This deliri...
IN MY FATHER’S HOUSE
The cologne in the rooms-
Nowhere to be found.
The curtains used on our windows
Are soaked in the blood
Of mediocrity.
The fruits in o...
KÁDÀRÁ
Hear the story of Àkànbi the hunter;
The one that kádàrá was against
Throughout his journey into the Forest.
He was so unfortunate not ...
BROKEN PIECES
In the midst of the storm,
In the rage of the moment,
In the silent wake of unspoken words;
Rhythm of the drum speaks,
But lost in the...
ODE OF DEATH
An invisible spirit roams about,
Just like a shadow trailing paths of both the healthy and unhealthy.
The unforeseen force fighting fo...