Which would you choose? Vs 1 Split by a country border, I could only find your voice At the Call Center With no long queues, I rejoiced! I dialed 10 digits from the scrambled paper; you put in your last letter, where your naked picture demanded attention from my little…

Life is vast, varied, expatiated. Life is divided. The dimensions of life cannot be plotted on a graph; it will be just too complicated. Every so often, I see life as a sea of nothingness. The world seems to be at a standstill, with humans concerned only about their primary…

And like the falling of the shoulders, And like the demise of one’s spirit, And like the dropping of dead leaves from a tree. And like the sudden overtaking of the night, Springing forth with no moon as her knight, And like the weeping of a widow in despair, My…

My mind will not let my body move. These tasks are staring. Calling for my attention. I try to argue and convince. Let’s get this done, now and today. But no, My being just wants to be. It’s not like simply existing is satisfying. It’s quite an odd moment. And…

It was not at all what they told me it would be. It was a normal day. A little bit of a bitter day, I dare say. The only difference, was that I was standing beside someone, who was supposed to be, the love of my life. And then he…

I crave solitude. I’m starving for it. Like a heavy morning dew, I’m saturated, but never full. They’re here again, Once more at my door. They’re here to take, Like a persistent rake. I’m ripped. I’m robbed. And I need to gather what’s left. I need to survive. And yet, I cannot satisfy, Because I do not know what is missing. I lay staring, Humming with the seconds of time. Tick tock, Carry me along,

Its slowly creeping and knocking at my door. It wants to infect my sanctuary. I forbid you. I rebuke you. I feel a wave of exhaustion, Firstly from physical exercises from having to move here and there, for the sake of finding that special place. And then from opinions I have had to digest day by day. About how there is no hope. “Oh Ghana dier no, no, no.” “I for lef Ghana.” I try to gather optimism.

I spent the whole weekend living a colourless life. Eating a gourmet of food, But failing to taste its splendor. I come to my resting place, and I sleep my way out of feeling. I hide away in my dreams, but even they have a motive for my eyes to…

“Why?” “I did everything I knew in the book. I put myself out there; me, an introvert.” I showed up, I massaged the feet of my disciples to win your approval.” “I woke up every Saturday morning, willing to step out of my shoes and be someone I was not.” …