Tag: Poetry
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In Marriage by Eli Oko
Do your part Help my self-esteem Support me in marriage Don’t laugh at my dreams Remind me to love deeper in marriage Don’t touch me so deep When my word, stop, is taken seriously Don’t disguise wrong Conclude You & Me as good I am not a playing field for a game of thrones You…
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Glasshouse by Eli Oko
With Windows and doors With walls and floors With a surrounding so pretty and a thousand reasons to never leave They travel into the crowds amongst the civilians They pretend to hold everything in the bags they carry But it’s nothing Just hopes and dreams and the little things inbetween From the inside it seems…
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Concrete Jungle by Eli Oko
And they try to deceive us creating pop-up parks around the city centre. Giving us hope that pure air surrounds. But truthfully it’s beneath layers of the thick scent of betrayal and as another pop-up park erects between the city centre – we pick the flowers from its nurtured soil and hand it to our…
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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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Colourful Decades by Eli Oko
He thinks he knows me He thinks he truly understands how my mind works How reality is from my perspective But he will never know I cry from my heart. The veins behind my eyes burst before they even water And the colour of my eyes change I see red when I peer into my…
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OCD by Neil Hilborn
The first time I saw her… Everything in my head went quiet. All the tics, all the constantly refreshing images just disappeared. When you have Obsessive-Compulsive Disorder, you don’t really get quiet moments. Even in bed, I’m thinking: Did I lock the doors? Yes. Did I wash my hands? Yes. Did I lock the doors?…
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Obsessive Desire by Eli Oko
Paying attention to how much I was spending yet still spent £2 over I need to pay more attention to the meals I have I was sitting down cowering over my own thoughts and my belly was hanging over my thighs and I thought I have to pay more attention to the meals I have…
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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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Still My Friend by Eli Oko & Nika Taite (Collaborative poetry)
Written By Nika Taite / Written By Eli Oko I’m starting this note from the beginning to the end of our days Maybe a friendship to you was just a mere passing phase I hope you know why I’m doing this I hope you understand and comprehend I hope you know that in my mind…
Another Fly On The Wall 