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By: Victor Mochere | November 06, 2017

A while back, I found my torn soul slowly healing and reforming, in the shape of a wolf. I ate poor unsuspecting sheep in my wake. See, I had just come from my Sinai, my relationship up in the smoke, my hormones raging and trust incomprehensible to a lost me.


She as always took her time to learn me, ask questions and stomach the insults there were. That was how I ended up in the arms of a well known, yet inaccessible young beautiful lady. We shared, we laughed. I fell, fast, faster and soon she was my beb. That was not the peak though...


She had her eyes on you, a very exquisite lass. She told it to me and I nursed my hurt in silence, urging her on. Your praises were sung by the page and soon I faded into a shadow in the night. I nearly ...

Category: Poems 

Tags: Love 

By: Victor Mochere | September 19, 2017

Mama,
I'm sorry I married a church girl,
I saw angel wings beneath that long white dress,
And her voice made me see the gates of Heaven,
I once asked if she would take me there,
She nodded with a holy smile.


Mama,
As I write this I see my death,
She went last year and sent me my ticket,
She called me yes,
Donno if its to Heaven or Hades,
My head is the only fat thing that remains of your son.


Mama,
She was a pretty church girl,
Born and raised in the church,
Her father ruled and watched over her,
He chose her friends and places she went,
When she joined the big school away from home,
She moved away from lock and grace.


She carried her generosity along,
She opened doors in the day and legs at night,
She basked in the mornin...

Category: Poems 

Tags: Mama