Tag: Blog
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Broken Pieces of Time by Eli Oko
I waited so long for you to come in I began to see the cracks in time I waited so long that now I prefer to see you on the other side – EO We lost the power to dictate each other’s lives a long time ago To say what we want, what we…
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Exposed by Eli Oko
I read dark poems about life slipping between fingers I find myself enjoying how writers explore the sentiments of life and death How they flirt with the idea of ending everything How they claim to have nothing to lose But I sense they hold everything they work for within their lines The validations they have…
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Burning by Eli Oko
I left my candle burning overnight I lit it to bring some sight to the blind thoughts I had So that I could not only think clearer but feel clearer too I watched the wick transpire for a second slowly I saw the wax heat up and melt It was stronger than me at…
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For Life by Eli Oko
I think my obsession with corridors sparked from things I have never quite been able to explain Parts of my thoughts that don’t have logical reasoning I think the enclosed feeling was security but the longer the corridor the better As it began to symbolise infinity I think my obsession with these 2 walls and…
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Late Submission by Eli Oko
So I havent written anything in a while Because I couldnt submit things whilst ill at home in my bed coughing up phlegm the length of strings And playing them in my head like symthanys, pitying myself Because I couldn’t submit things and promote them on my twitter whilst I am travelling with so many…
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Unpaid Dues by Eli Oko
Staring at blank pages I wonder how to start writing the words I feel I think that maybe I should return when the voices chill I can hear them again so clear they begin and don’t end unless I answer They remind me of my unpaid dues we’re like unfazed youths planning to run ways,…
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His Wall by Eli Oko
I found myself staring at his wall. And as I imagined what the other side looked like I was blinded by the everything’s and nothings I saw. It was cold as I stepped off the boat but it seems every journey I take unwillingly takes me to a destination I could only construct in my…
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And The Words Were Green by Eli Oko
And the words were green. They shattered the feelings I had, of accomplishment and pride. I no longer stood, I was crawling for the things I wanted. I had neither the best nor the worse, It was all unspoken of. I was just green and the rest was history. Not the history that goes down…
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A Concept, Just White Space.
A while ago I started a new concept called “White Space”. I couldn’t explain the relevance of it’s name before and found it hard to explain why it was sentimental to me. All until I just saw it explained well to someone in an email before and so therefore realized with a little clarification and…
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What is the value of a ‘Like’?
Why do businesses go around asking people to ‘like’ their content on Facebook, it’s not about the number of likes they get or where each like comes from anymore. It’s just about the reaction. So a business gets 1000 likes on their status promoting their new deal, but who cares when that action may not…
Another Fly On The Wall 