The water
poured in
amidst waves
of black
and white
Right
into streams
and realms
left untouched
As a
of strikes
Fell
in
–
to
reality
© Hudson Biko
The water
poured in
amidst waves
of black
and white
Right
into streams
and realms
left untouched
As a
of strikes
Fell
in
–
to
reality
© Hudson Biko
Past events
pass through vents
Blowing
streaks of their
presence
Like presents
and
Unseen
Until scenes
Replay
and stay
In tents
bellowing
and blowing
their forever.
© Hudson Biko
It was never meant to be like this.
It was never
meant to be more
than half of four
,
It was never
meant to leave
the echelons of hives
Buzzing
in echelons
of everything
that was
comfortable
;
But it was.
Buzzing
in the echelons of hives
we were never meant to leave.
© Hudson Biko
Inspired by the Daily Prompt: Unravel

Maybe our
scars only
heal enough
to stop
the bleeding
;
Maybe that’s
never enough.
© Hudson Biko
Photograph by Nikola Jelenkovic

You came and asked him why he stood there.
Staring into his eyes
Cold as ice
With words melting
Into ears
That for years
Could only hear
Your voice.
As we stood there
,
Like Outliers
,
Without words
Because we were never heard
Because we never had
Any words
To say
Anyway
Because each time
He came with you
,
Like ice
melting
into your eyes
That for years
Could only hear
Your voice.
© Hudson Biko
Photograph: Romain Lours