A Song for Our Hue The living space birthed beautiful flowers, rivalry enhanced her colour, rose from obscurity to power in the land of the living. Prisoners boarded a taxi, drove unwillingly to serve the light gray suit for wearing natives in pink― able-bodied sapiens messed over in mercy of their colour. Then it came, the holocaust dressed in racial armours, with weapons ready to spill the black blood
Kingdom of Eves
The day I met the devil: I held the gib on his wheel driven by whirl wind, tossed in cold tempest of wind, a new version of awe fell on him― the devil. A merchant sold the secret of gleeful lives to a curious wit, and suddenly, the certainty of wisdom appeared in a thick cloud of deception. Troubled nights drew near, a weak sister bargained for wisdom , and was offered deception in the middle of the garden. Freedom spoke against a suit willed intestate, and a man lose his freewill to a crawling beast with tricky trills. A thousand worth fell on the floor, trampled by eves under the influence of sentience. War has just begun in Eden, a twinkling miser of words― a goddess of treachery watched the drama in suspense, and a creepy creature marred the blissful union. This was a terrible sight: sleepless nights walked in thru the entrance our temple― the mind. And continually, birds chanted hymns of repentance thru thoughts, calling on the fallen souls for cleansing, though almost with a violet pillow beyond the eleventh hour.
Voyage of the Lame
The human lap is always guilty of accusations, idle hands blame God for not being caring enough― It dine with nemeses at the lee side of Everest . I wish life was enough to die at infant, leave closed the windows of worries behind, and rejoice in the bowel of women with smug feelings for doses of thalidomide
Okpeta, Gideon Iching is a poet and essayist from Nigeria. He is a contributing writer for Joshuastruth Magazine (JT MAG) and crispng.com. His work has appeared in the Pondersavant, Literary Yard Journal, and other publications. Recently, his work has been considered for inclusion in Words and Whispers Journal, Last Leaves Magazine, and College Ville Institute. In his spare time, he writes and plays the keyboard.