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Banal illusion

A banal illusion was my love

In the darkness of the night-

I ran mad thinking of you

You,who I will never have

I have come to accept that now

But you had already left your imprints on me

Why!I yell in my mind;

Did I ever get to know you

Why! Did my heart lose its sense

Over a banal illusion

I drowned in the grandeur of something great

As my life was sucked up in thick mud

In my dreams you are my reality

And in my reality,you are a dream

An unaccomplishable wish

A sad sad banal illusion

Which I prayed was something more
The bold lines are taken from an actual quote by an anonymous source


Brown powder on my face

Red on my lips

Brighten my skin

All for me

Through out my life

I had sought for peace

In places that were not for me

For I  had not beauty

I had not charisma

I had not anything sparkly

But I had me

Me, me, me

My existence on this planet

That might just be enough for me

But what if I want more

If I want to be-








But I remained just flawed

This poem is kind of special to me because when I penned it down,i noticed that all the lines refer/point back at ‘me’.




We were made to feel this way


If our nature be our fault

For when we always go wrong


No reputation

Minute object without jurisdiction

If things truly change

Could it come quicker

Will the tides ever shift?

Our names faded

The images paint blood in my soul

My insignificance remains

Maybe a bit dramatized

But the concept is true

Unrestrained may be my thoughts

To flow from whatever source

When the mind decided to shut up no more

With a unique style


Un proud yet unashamed

Insignificantly great

Small remains only in the mind that lies to itself

Asante sana,my beloved

Synesthesia-chapter 1,first part

No one knew where Medline was.They had searched the entire house to find no trace of any human existence.

“She is long gone”said the man in a red shirt

“But where?!”asked another of the men

“That is something we have to find out”

A lady was on her way to a metro bus, suitcase in hand.The look in her eyes were desperate yet determined.Her hair was held up in a neat bun yet the length and style of her dress showed that she was not conservative.Stepping in the bus,she sits at the back,next to a window.She notices a bird chirping outside which makes her sigh.A call comes in and the sound of her buzzing ring tone alarms her a bit.

“Verto” she whispers the name that flashes across the screen.

She picks up the call.

“Hello.Have you found where they hid her?”she asked before the voice on the other end spoke.

“Be careful Medline.They may be on their way to find you as we speak.”said the caller

“I asked if you know where she is!”

“I am on it.we have to proceed with caution.”

“Let’s be quick with this,time is running out”

“Yeah,they could try to track our call this minute.

“Let’s meet at our rendezvous spot,8pm tomorrow.As usual,come alone”

“Are you really telling me that?of course.Don’t you trust me?”

With that,Medline cut the call.Anxiously,she looked around to the unassuming passengers.


“Governor,have you considered the investment of The Halves pharmaceuticals?”said a bright eyed lady with a lab coat on

“I will consider that when our subject is stabilized”replied a male middle-aged labcoat

“Is it she, sir.The one with the unmatchable gene sequence?”

“Subject z.Her gene coding is spectacular.She makes the most perfect test subject than anyone else”

“I heard she was found all the way in some county in Africa”

“Yes.It was all carefully planned out to sneak her away.There was an organized scholarship program which she entered to be transferred here.But there have been a lot of breaches in the plan.”

“I heard that subject z is very stubborn”

“She is indeed.But we will break her.Though it will take longer than the rest,we surely will get to her”

There was a momentary silence.

“I know that you might have been informed but i personally want to tell you that the project Synesthesia has appointed me as one of the heads of staff”

“I was informed by Miss Stacey, head of scientific endeavours.Who would have know at that conference in Kimell that we would be working together on the Same project”

“Life is strange that way”she smiled.
A lady in pure white outfit walked in.She had a patient file in her hand.

“Dr Bryce,you are needed at the main quarters”she said

“I have to leave my darling.See you whenever”he whispered to his partner

“Carpe diem Governor-Dr Bryce”

“Carpe diem Felicia”

Synesthesia- prologue/beginning

“Alena,Alena”yelled a voice from the bushes

There was some movement then a wounded girl stumbled out.Her left leg was bleeding and the bandage on it had turned deep red.The girl who called out looked at her with pity before grabbing her hand.

“We have to escape fast!They must not catch up with us”

“Akwa,I’m sorry but I don’t think i can go on any longer.You must escape.Leave me behind.After all,they will not hurt me”Alena said 

“But who knows what they will do to you!You’ve seen them,they are crazy.They shot at you and hurt your leg – again!”

“Go.just go!I will be fine,promise”

While both of them looked indecisively at each other,a shot rang out.A gasp escaped from Akwa’s lips.Alena could not believe her eyes as she saw blood on her sister’s shirt.Footsteps were getting closer.Akwa held her chest which bled furiously. A look of confusion was on her face as she grasped unto her sister’s hand.Her death was swift as her eyes lost light.The soldiers had arrived just as Alena began mourning her dead sister.Without a second’s hesitation,she was yanked away from the body.Admist screams and tears,she was taken away.

“It has just begun”whispered one of the men.

News update!A new segment on my blog.

I will start a story series of what I want to become a novel.Other forms of stories will be added as times goes by.

This new segment of my blog will consist of short stories,novellas and ‘wannabe’ novels of all genres (thriller,romance,horror),all written by me.

it will be written from chapter to chapter or from phase to phase.Basically written in a linear and understandable manner.I’ve wanted to do this for a while now.Writing stories have been my passion and i am happy that I can now share them to the world.

The name of the first “wannabe” novel series is synesthesia .It is a thriller of some sort.

Brief background info of synesthesia-

An experiment is carried out on a girl who is the perfect test subject with a unique gene coding, to see how much emotion and psychological pain a human can endure.It gets worse as the experiment leaves just being a mind play to her actual reality.

The consumer

She eats up her sleep

Sucks away the darkness of the night

In the glow lays in a heap

untold stories of profound glory

Some might be a bit gory

But the joy of the conqueror lies strong

A tale in her eyes

Her eyes-

Browned with age but sparkling none the less

Her countenance solid

Yet she had no face

She had consumed her fears

And produced many things from it

The wrinkles give an image

Of beautiful life at play

Both past and to come

The power of a warrior

Embarking always on a sailors journey

With the destiny of an adventurer

Her voice became a song

A rhythm with so much melody

From her story comes the source of joy

Nothing was ever a vain cause

Adaptation is our answer


The ability to develop certain features to withstand different environments and conditions.Every living creature adapts.This is a skill all humans possess.In animals and plant life,the features are more physiological,while in people they are of a psychological/behavioral kind.

I have found out the answer I was searching for.What makes particular people in humanity trive and survive?Like most great answers,it is very simple.Adaptation.This is what influences growth.It makes a millionaire rich and it has the same driving force that enables the same millionaire to have no problem being one,even when all wealth is taken away.

When there are hardships learn how to adapt to it.When you are struggling with lack of money,adapt and grow.When money comes,get used to the flow and spend accordingly.Adaptation is an important life force.We are starting to forget this power we have inside of us due to recent occurrences.A constant rememberance is necessary to use our inbuilt magic worker.


I long for space

Where I can go be myself

Not contain what I truly feel,who I truly am

I crave for that longing to belong in someplace

Where I will be called a friend

And treated like a member

I want to be understood

To see someone hear me speak

And really listen

Nodding repeatedly without saying a word

Or much worse a criticism

A silent “I understand”

A simple approval

Transcends complexities, Community,communication,

I seek for a space