All The Same | A Poem

I can always find myself in my poetry, even though I never have any recollection of putting myself there. I am who am. And I really do have head pains.

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My head hurts
I know pain
 To live
To die
To me it’s all the same

Night and day
They’re all the same
When you leak shadows
From your brain
It’s all the same
I am who am
But who’s to blame?
All I have is numbness
To my name
Since my ruin
I’ve remained the same

Fight or flight
It’s all the same
When I kill my demons
They come back all the same


© Eshe Kente 2017
Image: Numbness by Thomas C. Fredo
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Saviour | A Poem

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My train of thoughts crashed
A quarter to midnight, now I’m
Alone
In the pitch black

Saviour come save me
I did this to me
But don’t blame me
Maybe blame me
But don’t shame me
You said that you’d tame me
Your lies are easy
Steady like your breath
When you spill them
I said I had demons
You said that you’d kill them,
Liar – I can still feel them.


© Eshe Kente 2017
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My Raptures Are Blue | A Poem

 

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All of my raptures are blue
None of my demons are new
Often they lie on my truth
Often I lie but I’m true
All I think of
Is death and violence
Lost in the deep dark
I watch the silence
My soul has deep marks
She drinks the silence
This life is fruitful
Me, I’m barren

Dead inside
I am never okay
Cold inside
I don’t even smile inside


© Eshe Kente 2017
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MUCH | A Poem

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He told me he wants me
I told him don’t want too much
He told me he needs me
I told him don’t need too much
He said, he said
He wants in to my head
I said let’s vaporise instead

He said I suffocate him
Like the smoke of wildfire
If I’m wildfire
Then he’s my amazon
Rainforest lush
I told him breathe easy
You think too much.


© Eshe Kente 2016
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Wanderer | A Poem

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I’ve never known much
Only that life is a dream
And I’ve never slept
Through the night
I’m a wanderer

I’ve never preached much
Only that death is king
And I’ve never had
Much basis for happiness
So when I smile it’s sacred

I’ve never felt much
Only air to breathe
And I’ve always been this broken
Unforgiving is pain


© Eshe Kente 2016
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