Okechukwu’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: hearts

  • Muse: The African Bride

    ‘I will never leave you! I go deh with you…’ he said. Tears rolled freely. She wept as her face went red. It was clear he meant it; his words cut her open. She must believe. So he went away to fight in the World War. When he returned to Africa, it was with a…

  • Musing: Loneliness

    A writer’s love is like a tree on a lonely roadside, with no one to feel or soothe away pain. When the tree waves its leaves in calm winds, it says a lot, but it is lonely. And when the stubborn storms shove it back and forth, it stands but broken inside, with one more…