Have you ever woken up to something that changed your perspective of life? Here’s a snippet of what one of the members of EWC tells us : “This is something that EWC did to me. I was scrolling through the WhatsApp statuses of people when I came across a basic article writing class by EWC.Continue reading “Earnest Writes Hub : Celebrating 5 years In The Literary Scene”
Author Archives: TurksonQuills
VICTORIA
VICTORIA She’s a swipe of realities,A deity to fairies,And a twilight to midnight’s series. It took only but a look into her eyesand the gaze into her smilesto understand the words voices failed to speak. She’s mine; her beauty is mine to savour.She smiles the ancient beauty of traditionand her curves walk the aisle ofContinue reading “VICTORIA”
DEAR GOD, A poem by Nana Ananse.
Dear God, I’ve got a lot of questions I’d like to askI want no third persons but just the two of usIt’s not about this time and its masksNor about options and mustsBut about you. What’s in your being?And where have you been?You said you’ve got no matesYet everything about you is a debate LordContinue reading “DEAR GOD, A poem by Nana Ananse.”
SILHOUETTES OF LOVE – English Version
I don’t know if I can ever fix the broken pieces of the mirror that reflected us in times past. I knew of her ineffable decent beauty yet I made her wait while I made out with her bestie. I fractured her silhouette of love and killed her with the words I nurtured her withContinue reading “SILHOUETTES OF LOVE – English Version”
TUNES
There’s a void A complete silence of the smile that spoke to you in times past ©️TurksonQuills
MY CHOICE, MY LIFE
Many a year agoI thought my life will be a child and not for the oldSeeing the world as glitters of goldNeglecting how a second flick of time can turn my life coldI was young and naïve, curious and wrongI made certain turns that buried my essence for long Now I am lost in myContinue reading “MY CHOICE, MY LIFE”
THE SCAR THAT NEVER LEFT
THE SCAR THAT NEVER LEFT These scars are the memoriesof pain that linger inside of me.They remind me of the incisions between my thighs,and how I lost my pride,to the face I never knew. If death were to bear inscriptions,mine’d bear my brother’s writings.That death houses itself in my father’s house,and with its familiar cologne,Continue reading “THE SCAR THAT NEVER LEFT”
IN HER THIGHS
IN HER THIGHS Between the thighsOf lots of beautifuls,And in the mouthOf the gorgeous.In there,I have tried to fillThis void.The void that createsEmptiness andSteals away my joy.Sex is my solutionTo loneliness.It is my distractionFrom pain and identity crisis.So I find solace in a momentOf pleasure.But…As I step out of her embrace,The demons drill more,They makeContinue reading “IN HER THIGHS”
AS A POET
As a poet,Sitting by my window, waiting for inspiration,and suddenly it strikes, but its a perception,that whatever I write, could be a declaration,that could not affect just me and you, but a whole generation. As a poet,I’ve experienced black days,where my pen doesn’t move because it doesn’t hear what my heart says,the only hope ofContinue reading “AS A POET”
DUDUKE
“ Duduke “ My eyes gazed her beauty in the darkLike the shining sun she glowsThe voice of her eyesIs deeper than all the roses Her suffused beauty astounded meHer apparel was a glamourI was astonished by her aura of displayMy veins had a gush of emotions A lovely apparition was sent to meHer beautyContinue reading “DUDUKE”
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