Author: Emmalase

Am I a snitch for telling the truth? Am I weak for showing empathy? Am I indifferent for refusing to…

Forward he said, Keep moving forward. You’ll make friends, You’ll leave them only to make new ones on your way….

Death has made life precious. That grip that clinches the heart with cold shivers running down the spine, woes of…

I sense a rotten seed sprouting from a place far in the West. A well-designed corruption that could immensely influence…

Why wouldn’t you let me go? All I desire is to be rid of you. You are a pestilence I…

Why do you feel irritated at the mention of my name? Why do you hate preachers of my word? They…

Would you dare listen to its rhymes, Would you dare speak of it, And describe it in its unspoiled form….

On that day they will speak so well of you, your prowess and progress. They will say they knew you…

Growing up, I was enculturated into the belief that parenting is a necessary stage that comes after matrimony. For a…

Sometimes what one wants isn’t what one needs, and wisdom is the ability to decern the difference. Wants are most…

I am a slave of love. A pawn to her schemes and means. Eyes so lit like day light, taming…

Its harder to forget a past I pretend isn’t there, when someday I know it will find me. But who…