The Sun as a Metaphor for Purpose by Ridwan Tukur

[tabby title="Poem"] The sun is my only friendThe Ikigai that wakes me upAnd shows me the way outOf my gloomy, lethargic room.The fitness trainer who taught meAbout losing the world’s weightOn my burdened shoulders.And when my body glowsWith beads of...

Children by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] Children will always remember the void,They will always recall the hands that couldn’t embrace them.They will always remember the troubles that nightfall brings,And the darkness that invades their slumber.They will always remember the stranger who masqueraded as a...

Flowers by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] Flowers for a new day,Flowers for a fresh start,I’m embracing a new beginning,A way of winning. Flowers of spring,A blooming garden,The joy of my mother’s heart,She sings a new song. Flowers for tomorrow,Yesterday was a withered meadow,Days and...

Not The Last of Her by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] It isn’t the last of her,She may be singing from the depth of her soul,She may be singing songs from the river of her soul,Songs that summon the transcendent spirits. It isn’t the end of her journey,Though she...

Mama’s Cradle by Thompson Emate

[tabby title="Poem"] Go to that ground,Where redemption will be found,Go to that place,Abide in freedom’s embrace. Open the door out of the night,Walk to the light,Don’t be distraught by the mirror,Redemption is nearer. The sun will smile at usif we...