An Apoetsbrain Original 2011 ©
It appears you must always be by my side
For me to think more about you.
I know I may promise you now
That I will think about you everyday that you are away,
But we both know that is untrue. Continue reading Forgotten Lover →
An Apoetsbrain Original 8/12/21 ©
One quiet night 2000 plus years ago, heaven and earth collided in silence.
A baby was born.
Born to a virgin.
Born to heal the sick
Born to raise the dead
Continue reading The Advent →
An Apoetsbrain Original © Written 31st December 2019
As I look out my window at bleak skies,
As I feel my way through the winter chill
As I think of glories past
As I dwell on things to come. Continue reading Decades Come and Go →
*Note: This poem has been published with the New York Public Library Zine 2017 ©
It begins as a creeping thought. Like an itch.
Easy to ignore, difficult to locate.
It graduates into an illness, and soon your mind is stuck on replay.
Like a swarm of butterflies with needles in their mouths.
Continue reading The Missing Game →
Poem by Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora. 13/10/2020 All rights reserved ©
The Melancholy of grey skies is something I seek after.
Desperate at times to find myself.
Desperate to remain in that blankness,
Desperate to flee bright skies.
Continue reading Grey Skies II →
An Apoetsbrain Original. © All rights reserved.
I feel it. In my chest, and in my throat.
As though a snail has lodged itself in my soul.
Sliding and slicing. Bringing with it poisons. Continue reading Heart Burn →
Poem by Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora. Written 30/03/2020 © All rights reserved
I woke up feeling pained within me. Pained for the world we live in. Pained for her cries, but mostly pained for the black race. Continue reading The Black Race →
An Original Poem by Sandra Chukwudumebi Obiora Written 24th December 2011©
The distance between us
Only allows me to know you by memory. Continue reading The Morphology of You →
An Apoetsbrain Original ©
One great man was mocked because of his lifelong agenda and effort 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 the concept of generosity, and begged that each man care for his neighbor. Continue reading Birthing Emeralds →
An Apoetsbrain Original © 2012
When it comes to love, there is nothing new or surprising anymore.
We now know it all.
In short, we know too much to expect too much.
Gone are the days when we knew not what to anticipate. Continue reading We Now Know It All →
An Apoetsbrain Original ©
It used to be that she had too many friends. Now it seems like she has no one to call her own. Continue reading Friendless in Her Underwear →
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 →
Written by Sandra C. Bamisile ©
Beloved, you are being deceived.
You cannot see it. Neither can you tell why.
The one beside you right now, despises you.
The illusion is that they care. But they do not. Continue reading Deception →
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