Category Archives: Poems

A Thousand MegaPixels

The following is a featured piece written by Bonsu Adjei-Arthur © All rights reserved


Arthur’s Introduction to this piece

I have looked at how my world has changed so much and how creative we have become and the extent of magic we can pull up with our creativity from our devices and everything. However, I also felt the need to talk about the downside of all these great things and how people don’t fit. I played the part of the architect generation and how I am happy to see the delusion, the reality and all the glamour of everything and how it seems to all play into my grand plan. As such, I titled it. A THOUSAND MEGAPIXELS. Enjoy. Continue reading A Thousand MegaPixels

Birthing Emeralds

An original Piece by Apoetsbrain ©


One great man was mocked because of his lifelong efforts to bring about peace in his community.

This man worked, strived, suffered and later died for peace.

He will be seen as a peace maker, the reconciler, the forgiver of many many wrongs.

He welcomed generosity, and begged that each man care for his neighbor. Continue reading Birthing Emeralds

A New Calling

Written and composed by: Destina Godwin Ekekeh ©


On a fizzy cold day, while taking my conventional morning ride,

Cycling down the usual path at a speed faster than the speed of light,

The seemingly unending lane with trees and leaves cascading through,

With the constant quiet and lonely pace,

Left with my wildest imagination, Continue reading A New Calling

~ The Real Love ~

10 year old poem written by Dr. Khalid Umer.


“People say love is blind

But I say it is kind.

People say love is mad

But I say it is not bad.

People say love is sour.

But I say it makes you pure.

People say love breaks a man.

But I say it makes a man.

I say there is great joy in love.

People say it brings you close to insanity.

People say love is to love a boy or a girl.

But I say love is to love humanity.


Khalid Umer is a PhD scholar studying emerging technologies. An electrical engineer by profession, a poet and writer as a hobbyist.

Show Glass

I am on a trip to exploring who Sandra C. Obiora used to be a decade ago! This poem was written 11.01.2010 – 8 whole years ago.


Is it desolation or mere isolation when

There is a demarcation between you,

And the others you call peers?


It appears that they are on the other side,

And you, with you and yourself on the

Spectators end.


One against a thousand,

Is far too unfair, and

It must be this way because you are different.

Or maybe, you are unique.

but If you were unique, then they will turn around.


But why?

Why do they go on with their lives as though

You do not exist?

Why is the demarcation transparent?

It could just be painted black,

It could be a mirror, reflecting you,

Making you appear more than they are.

Creating for you the illusion

That you are indeed with your peers.


But why?

Why does it have to be a glass?

A glass through which you can watch their every move,

Their oblivious faces,

Faces that so innocently show, that

They do not recognize you?


I ask you this time.

Are you in desolation or isolation?