Prose Poetry: Ngozi’s Crazy Pursuit of Freedom


You call me sweetly and say baby, wear the red dress

But I left the house in a black blazer and trouser

You know I’m heading to work


You say you want me all to yourself

But I lose track of time when immersed in words

I admit your lips are sweet and send this thrill inside me

But it also feels good just laying on the grass all by myself  

I will leave you soon…


You have to understand

Your ring is not my ultimate goal

My art has captured my soul

You say you want to take me home

But home where, it can’t be just one place?

Okay, you threw your hands up and say, let’s just enjoy some food


You direct me to your kitchen

But I’m stubborn

I love to eat but darling, I’m too tired to cook for you

Let’s go out and try the multiple options

Yes, I rather we be served ..

Please, in a setting where the decor is heavenly

You and me sipping something sweet

Let’s talk about where we will escape to…


We always have this conversation

I tell you I’ll get bored if we continue to stay here

I can’t be in the same scene for too long

It is suffocating

My blood is hot

I must get away


A new town

A new country

Okay, maybe we’ll start with a new street first?

I need something new or else this love will fade..


You call me selfish..

You question my love

But I do want to love you

I really do want to love you

No, I mean, I really do love you…

But my life can’t be all about you

It can’t be just about what my body will give you


I need something of my own

Maybe, I just want to be on my own…

Out on my own

Out in the world, in my suit, on my heels

Tasting something sweet

Doing something that terrifies and excites me all at once…


You take my hand and ask if I really need your company..

My sweet love, you’re on the verge of tears..

This moment has me shaking…

I think I should hug you and whisper lies into your ears

But instead, I scream the truth,

I say baby, it’s God and Me.

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Isioma Ononye

I'm a blogger, freelance writer and news enthusiast. I'm passionate about personal development and I'm a book lover. AIso, I care deeply about feminism. My bliss is found in words that move me, nature and chasing my dreams.

2 thoughts on “Prose Poetry: Ngozi’s Crazy Pursuit of Freedom

  1. You write beautifully Hun
    I am really glad to have met you at the #TBA vision board party.
    I felt like I was Ngozi and Ngozi was me.
    Well done.

    1. Thanks for reading. I’m glad you like my writing and were able to find similarities with this character. 🙂

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