Annus Mirabilis (For Stefn), By Nnamdi Elekwachi

My friend wrote consistently poem for each day until he had 365 for the year 2018, a task he undertook. I looked for a way of celebrating this and penned this few lines for him. Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu, this is my laurel wreath for your poetic head, do sir, wear it. Congrats! – Nnamdi Elekwachi  Annus Mirabilis […]

I Made It | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 365: I MADE IT all I’ve ever known is this,  this seemingly endless musing. I may make it although there’s nothing wrong with wanting it to end. but it was cruel  waking each day to be greeted by the blankness of another page why would the simplest of tasks make me stumble over words? […]

Love Hurts | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 364: LOVE HURTS They told me that love makes stony hearts fluffy and makes life worth living, but they never told me that love could get so close enough,  it chokes me with expectations I cannot meet. They told me that love is life stringed on sofa notes, and music is the language of […]

SMH | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 363: SMH To the secrets entombed in frozen time and the symphony of dirges we mime To the feelings we couldn’t bear but consumed in bottles of beer To the ill thoughts that bloomed in hearts that are oasis of doom To many enemies groomed by actions assumed To hatred resumed by stereotypes exhumed […]

Nobody Cares | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 362: NOBODY CARES Eyes watching and ears listening Ideals capsizing and ideas conspiring Thoughts sinking and dreams drowning: Drops fallen and dusts rising Hearts broken and love forsaken Time fleeting and hopes beaten Foundations shaken and promises broken Questions asked and answers hidden Souls scared and faces masked Limbs amputated and hands hanging Poets […]

At Least You Have Life | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 360: AT LEAST YOU HAVE LIFE If by the end of the year you realize that you achieved just a few and gazing about, everyone made it but you be happy, at least you have life If you realize that the much energy exerted from the dawn of January compared to the little gain […]

God’s My Dad | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 359: GOD’S MY DAD while the world speeds by  sunlight looks upon me as I struggle along  and say “you have nothing left”, because this hurt doesn’t feel right but sunlight, you’re so wrong, in my heart, I am rejoicing, how I wish your burning eyes could see the gleaned grin that saturates my […]

Ediye Series (I): Ediye Mmi | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 358: EDIYE MMI (MY BEAUTIFUL ONE) Ediye mmi  ató ke idim áwere ake duk inyang  (from the river you’re flowing to the sea) emptying yourself into me like the river to the sea drawing me deeper still into the wetness of your arms Ediye mmi I am the fire and you’re the candlestick I […]

Of Depression And Suicide | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 357: long walk to nowherelost wars to no onelung worn by frostbitesboxed by his own fears and after a long stare at shooting starsBolade shut his aching eyescalling on dead gods like a dying priestdangling from his rope destination reached: his fearsconquered in the cold hands of death #365DaysOfPoetry#Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave […]

Unrequited Love | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 356: etched in my soul are desires  I dread to satisfy; each frown, a smile imploded grafted in my eyes are quests  I dread to chase; each blink, a tear hoarded scribbled on my palms  are songs that make my psalms; each victory, a war you dreaded. so, when darkness spreads over your sky […]

Nigeria | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 355: NIGERIA on daily, you hurt me in ways like no one ever,  cutting me deep, right into my heart on a daily, you beat me up without lifting a hand, and, you shut me up when I cry on a daily, you crush my hope and tell the world I am a stale […]

Vanity | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 354: VANITY the most impious of thoughts flooded my mind  as I bowed the head to pray for you and I blame the chilly harmattan breeze that through my window panes, sneaked in when i made to say the grace the words below was what I said: strike me as you would a match, […]

Because It’s Christmas | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 352: BECAUSE IT’S CHRISTMAS of myths and organized religion of birth and rebirth, incarnation we sip one and spit out the other, embrace stale rhymes of jingled bells and archive sweet melodies- melodies to which our forebears jiggled waists because it’s Christmas? days of festivals were scratched onto cave walls, and imprinted on claypots, […]

The Miles Between Us | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 351: THE MILES BETWEEN US i have come to realize that  i always love that which is miles away  from roving copters and floating trains my inability to commit to that which is as close as my nose to my face than my toes the fear of holding love in scarred hands  and having […]

Ode To Lost Love | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 349: I heard no thrilling seraph when you promised musicbut I heard crackling at my side that wasn’t music I felt no warm glow when you promised to fan my flares and fuel my desire with raging flames,but sudden darkness engulf my smilescovering the night sky with heavy clouds when finally, I heard the […]

Goodbye | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 350: GOODBYE when we said goodbye the cost of loving hard and the strain of diving deep was waved into the wind #365DaysOfPoetry #Pengician #SSA Enjoyed reading? Please leave a comment and share with friends. Thank you!  

For Want Of Silence | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 348: FOR WANT OF SILENCE a big part of the world now, is we all want to talk, write, rant, project our opinion and force it on everyone No one wants to listen in a world where every tongue wagvoices echo back and forth,we must learn to be better listenersif we must be heard […]

In Spite Of All | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 347: IN SPITE OF ALL strong winds do not care to knowwhether or not the root is deep or shallowit just blowshard,bending, breaking, uprooting ocean waves do not consider the ship nor seamen losing sleepit just rises,high,rocking, flooding, upturning tough times are not concerned with my pain,whether or not I can bear another strain,it just […]

Courtroom Pun | Stefn Sylvester Anyatonwu

POEM 346: i am about to mock my ignoranceit’s okay if you cannot stifle the laughi’d be better off, because i write. i’m unaware, isn’t it the trend?about the working of a court,of scribbling porn, i was convicted,by the church, without the court by god, i swear, i meat no Ham’twas a harmless play on words,‘you’re […]