LOVE, LIFE & POETRY - HUMAN


HUMAN



I write for now and for later

and all the moments in between

for numb walks in the dark

on sad and rocky pedestals

stained with the blood of

the many who have walked before



I write to clothe your naked body

in the shrouds of familiarity

Take away the utter lostness

a hand in the dark, lonely void

subtle sweet voice in the silence

with a promise and assurance— home



I write with the dexterity of the learned

and the uneasy ambivalence of the ignorant

Carving paths with the skill of a man

And the curious ecstasy of a child

threading parts I'm smart enough to be wary of

But silly enough to thread anyways



I write whole and broken, happy or sad

Filled with cravings and urges

stuffing the cracks and crevices on my insides

with a peace and sanity I hope you see too

with a haphazardly drawn sanctity

That I can only pray isn't surreal



I write, on some days, for me

reaching into the depths of my soul

into the dim dim dark dark dreary depths

with the force of my own words and thoughts

making holes in my walls and protective shells

to let in the light that I dreadfully need



I write, on some days, for you

so you can look through these holes in my walls

and take a peep at this little boy inside

His eyes and feet, his hands and head

take a look and see nothing peculiar

In the end we're all, basically, human.


Victory Okoyomoh, pen name - Victory Wrights is an Optometry Student at the University of Benin. A writer,  both prose and poetry, his works have been published in some anthologies and other websites.  He also run an instagram poetry account - @victory_wrights 


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