Tag: Spoken Word
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The 1st by Eli Oko
And I prayed that my prayer be heard. As he mentioned all the reasons I felt we should walk away He concluded that he didn’t know what to say But I felt the letters form in my mouth of what we should do And as they bubbled forth I looked up to my patchy ceiling…
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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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Learning to ride a bike by Eli Oko
Don’t let go of me I kept repeating the words in my mind Because all I could imagine was being left alone To experience without training To have support and then none at all I didn’t want to imagine noone beside me I kept my eyes focused on my destination just like you suggested But…
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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?…
Another Fly On The Wall 