THE MEMORY OF A BEAUTIFUL SOUL

I drown myself in an
Ocean of my thoughts.
Not to awaken my demons;
But, rather, to kill it, and
Hope it takes me with it
But it can’t die;
Neither can I.
You can’t kill what’s
Already dead.
You can’t save what’s
Already condemned.
We can’t rise from
The ashes because we’re
Nothing more than a
Memory that’s
Bound to fade
With the wind.

Hello everyone. I’m Okoto Enigma; a student from Nigeria, currently studying English Literature and I’m a first time blogger. I’m 18, and I’m also a writer. I write poems, and have unpublished novels, and plays; but my blog is filled with a lot of my poems. I love writing; it’s part of who I am; and I hope to keep writing for as long as possible.

The question now is, why do I write? Writing for me is a form of therapy which helps me heal and let go of things. Basically, my life and my experiences are my inspiration for writing. I write to free myself and let go of all the things I’ve held back so I can be at peace with myself. And expressing myself through my poems is what I do because it helps me vent in a different and artistic way. My poet persona is mainly a girl; talking about love, sadness, despair, giving up, and then finding strength or happiness amidst all that pain. I write based on emotions and thoughts. There was a time someone told me to kill myself and I was really affected by it; but then I decided to channel the pain through words; and after three poems about it, I was able to get over the whole situation. It was at that moment I realised that writing poems wasn’t just a gift/talent; it was also my therapy. I’m able to put my emotions or feelings into words and get my message across to my readers.

Writing isn’t just something I do for fun; I write when I feel down, and the words come freely to me. It’s very easy for me to write; as I write my poems between 2-5 minutes. And with such a short amount of time, I’ve successfully poured my heart out into a piece of writing. Most of my poems are about love; but not the type of love where you find happiness or where it ends with happily ever after. As a writer, I’m meant to believe in what I do and my writings are based on the fact that I don’t really believe in love or see it in a high context like others see it. Most people might contradict me on that; but my poem explains it all. That’s all I can say for now about writing. You can check out my blog for all my poems so you understand better.

Thank you Sue for this opportunity; I really appreciate it. It helped me think, vent, and express myself.

BROKEN HEARTS ON PAPER

Our love story
Was my greatest inspiration.
You were my
Greatest muse.
Our love story
Was my reason to live.
You were my
Reason to smile again.
Until you left me
Heart broken.
And everything went dark.
As I lay on the
Cold ground,
Soaked in my own tears,
I picked up those
Shatterd pieces
And poured my heart out
Into a piece of paper.
I’ve learned to live
Without you.
Now, my newly found strength
Is my greatest inspiration!