Day 21: Delight of Darkness

Willful men

Groping blindly

Searching for long lost destinies

Cast aside in the height of ignorance.

Depraved men of substance

Listlessly cutting out a path in patches

Edging their days closer

Dangling off decadence’ latches—

Sheepishly tailing accursed strings;

Signing out their annihilation to the nether.

Men sold out to rust

Like corn

On the very verge of ripening

They spin dearly nearer to the edge like lightening

About to peel open the carpet of the sky

Zigzagging their ways in and thro

Darkness’ eternal delight

Men who’ve washed their robes in affectation’s drool

Like timed bombs

Who can’t wait to detonate

Once men of honor,

Now prone to hallucinate,

Slaves to their own error.

Akpan

IntShoWriMo 2015: Day 21: Firefly in the Moonlight

IntShoWriMo 2015: Day 21 Prompt:
While hiking in the wilderness, you come across the body of another hiker. In the corpse's hands, you find a note. — REDDIT

Word count: 20k+

Akpan

IntShoWriMo 2014: Day 21

Day 21: Prof's Invention

When you return to school for a conference, you bump into one of your old professors, who is rambling on excitedly about a new discovery. He asks you to follow him to his office—he has something he wants to show you. What is the new discovery? Why is your professor so excited? Write this scene.

—WritersDigest.com

Word Count: 1,000+

Eneh Akpan,
June 21st, 2014

Day 21: 1,000 Walls

Photo: daytobeyou.com

1,000 walls

Complected and aligned side to side

Could not cripple my intellectual function,

Neither flush the fire in my fight.

I am a rage, who is hyperventilating,

My dream is a doped up athlete that’s a-running.

My path is flooded with everlasting light.

Like a river overflowing its bank,

Plus, there is no ebb in my tide.

I set my radar and even if it be on a plank

I will make it to the other side,

I’m crossing over the deluge of impossibilities.

Then I will morph my solitary fantasy

Into a million stunning realities.

Persecuted to perfection,

Emancipated from soul corruption,

My faculty is alienated from random contradiction.

I have been ransomed by the challenges I’ve gone through;

Redeemed from the clutches of mortal damage

To be reinvented from raw stuff with brand new tissue.

My entire system illuminated, my senses engaged.

Fervor mutating from fear,

Uncertainty conceiving courage to dare,

Fading luster, daunted hopes, stunted faith,

And pain magnified, all worked in mysterious ways

To resurrect a phoenix from his pile of ashes.

A special delivery from emissaries of grace

Distributing sheaves of goodness in deliberate flashes.

I am tomorrow’s today,

What else could I say?

I produce a shine that blinds the sun;

I am a hereafter that exhales through an offed past;

I am like the weed which develops buds to blossom

Roses straight out from a concrete’s crack.

I am a cool cup of water in scorching heat;

I am a practical phenom who defies analytic thinking.

I am like a moment of bliss that keeps up unceasing;

I am rage engulfed by passion;

I am a raw, deep emotion.

I am originality walking, breathing in the flesh of man

This is who I am,

It is all I could ever hope to be or have.

Akpan