Life Through My Eyes

With all hope lost, I lay on that hospital bed thinking of the worst and planning on what I needed done so I could sleep and never wake. What was the essence of living if I couldn’t do anything for myself? I couldn’t feel myself, and all the fun and joy had been drained away. I couldn’t lift a water bottle to my mouth without support. I felt useless and worthless. I couldn’t lift or turn my head without support, let alone lift myself to a sitting position. And the worse, I was alone in a strange land with no blood to smile down at me and whisper, “It is okay and it will be okay eventually.” Home people had already re-assured me I was on my own, and that day I got that information, my spirit sank to the pits of the abyss. Then one evening, Muje walked through the hospital ward entrance. Whatever I felt upon her sight cannot be described. A kind of emotion I have never felt flooded me. I didn’t smile, my face was blank as usual then something clicked and my eyes and cheeks caught fir...

As the flower I wish to get kissed by the bees Hugged by the butterflies Sniffed by the squirrels And favoured by the one who loves me the most PC: The internet Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita

He’s here, I know he’s here I can feel his presence Something jumps within me My soul reaches out to him He is here!   Slowly I turn He is standing there Smiling sheepishly Tall, he towers above Apollo He scans my entire body I shift my weight, but still feel his eyes on me   His face turns serious But a warm crease highlights his mouth He takes a few steps towards me I gush for air He has drained all the air from this sphere   I stumble Flail my hands The earth has become soft I am sinking I need to sit down urgently…   How did I reach my bed? “Are you okay hun?” He called me hun! Did you all hear that? My spirit is soaring from the inside Shocked I run my hands over my brows “It’s me Nim, you fainted, I just sent for the doctor”   I’m fine, just a bit tired I think, I respond with a   smile I’m comfortably propped on his laps It feels like a dream Am I dreaming? PC: The internet Through t...

Two weeks, two weeks! I haven’t seen the face of the African sun I haven’t felt the heat from this beautiful golden ball Yes, the one that I never paid attention to The one that marks day break and signal its end Yes, that one The one we curse often when it strikes at us so hard Yes, that one   Here I’m confined in my little prison Wishing I could see its face Feel its warmth No matter my struggles My body has rebelled The entire body appears to have sat in a meeting None of the parts will agree to cooperate So all I can do is see it’s light from afar and fantasize With streaks on my face marking my desire PC: Geoff Walker Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita

When you get worked up Because he has ignored you When you feel a strange pain in your heart Because he stood you up When you look forward to seeing him Then when you do You freeze You are not just infatuated You are in love PC: The internet Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita

My chest is tight Not from sickness But hurt I try to breathe normally But I can't I try to take a deep breath But I can't  My chest is closing in  Closing in not from sickness But rejection Closing in not from sickness But loving wrongly Closing in not from sickness But from choosing unwisely But I must act like all is well The facade PC: Anna Shvets Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita

My heart was at peace until Misiko showed up. Pain blurred my eyes, but as Misiko nursed me back to health, I started noticing features that got stuck in my head. How much pain did I have initially to have missed out on this striking god. He was no doubt the brother to Apollo.  With time, I started looking forward to his arrival. His presence warmed my being, soft spoken with an infectious smile. The sound from him would numb the strongest of pain. Tall, well built, a feature that would have a broken necked woman turn to have a better look.  Here I was pleading with my heart to behave. It was no time and place to misbehave. For once, I pleaded day and night for the heart to allow the head to lead. Even now I pray the heart won’t rebel. But the heavens know I am falling. PC: Walter Photography Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita  

Once upon a time lived a hero named Misiko. He was God’s favourite child and was created without blemish. He was just as perfect should be. One day, my daily routine was halted. All that I knew was taken away from me. I didn’t even how to breathe without feeling excruciating pain until Misiko was introduced into my life. He was kind and very patient with me. He handled me as though I was some fragile ornament. Slowly, he worked through my body to see me on my feet. Praised every little success I made no matter how small the effort was. He whispered soft commands which I gladly obeyed like a reprimanded child. This rings in my head every day; “Do not close your eyes”, he repeatedly whispered this to me. Poor me, in the wake of pain and tasked to walk, something I grew scared of because of pain, those attempts to walk saw me exert all my energy into taking those little steps and with every step, my teeth dug deeper into my lips and eyes shut tighter. But besides me, my hero stood t...

With you, I want the kind of connection that makes us dance in the kitchen, kiss in the rain, make love in the shower, talk the night away under the stars every night for the rest of our lives. And make beautiful babies with big eyes like yours Pc: John Rocha Through the eyes of AYENYO Joanita 

My heart raced when I saw him. He smiled and crossed over. As our bodies crashed in what will remain the most ecstatic of embraces. Time froze and with it every movement in the universe. Only two of us existed at that moment, just me and him. I could feel his heartbeat and his breath warmed my ears. His body was beautifully large as I clung to him. I could feel the radiation passing through our bodies. By the time we disengaged, I was giddy and with very light feet. I was snapped back to reality when ordered to sit down. And boy! Did I just obey a man for the very first time? And tonight I want to count the stars with him with my lips pressed to his neck and fingers toying on his lower belly as I slowly and affectionately kiss him like he's never been kissed before. Kiss him with the purest of love that has built within me. PC: The Internet  From within the depth of AYENYO Joanita