Labels: Poems

DEFEATED

DEFEATED

She bowed down in despair. Thinking she would be consumed if she lifts her eyes. Her ego …
MY FANTASY, MY FRIEND

MY FANTASY, MY FRIEND

Imagination is more important than knowledge; knowledge is limited but imagination encirc…
TOO EARLY TO HATE A HEART

TOO EARLY TO HATE A HEART

We are all working towards perfection Why hate me for being imperfect. We have grown to …
NOT A FRIEND BUT AN END

NOT A FRIEND BUT AN END

Do you not deserve scorn? For posing as a friend but acting like a spy. For your pretenti…
Poem: Too Late (By Grateful Udoka)

Poem: Too Late (By Grateful Udoka)

Be void of expectations The deed is done My much vaunted reforms towards you Did not mate…

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