25 Sept 2026, 21:12 UTC16 viewsread 27 September 2026 Long Time
Yeah, it’s been a while.
If not for the days I got lost
in the sea of the world,
fighting against the rain
and the drought,
I might have remembered
how it felt to simply breathe
without having to fight for it.
They said the road is lonely,
but they never knew the battles
I fought every day.
They saw me walking,
but they never asked
how heavy the road was beneath my feet.
They saw the smile,
but never a…
Signed Victoria Damilola
18 Jun 2026, 16:33 UTC167 viewsread 27 September 2026 Photo
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25 May 2026, 08:36 UTC222 viewsread 27 September 2026 Perhaps the scenery from a distant land is not guaranteed to be beautiful, and perhaps the most beautiful scenery is right beside us.
#Monday
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12 May 2026, 17:33 UTC257 views3 reactionsread 27 September 2026 “Loyal to Love”
To whom will I spend all my life with
Then just let it be
Not forced by lonely nights
Nor chosen out of fear in me
Let it come like quiet rain
Soft enough to heal
A presence that does not pretend
A heart that knows what's real
Someone whose silence speaks kindly
Whose truth does not depart
One who stays when storms arrive
Not only when skies restart
I do not seek perfection
Nor a love untouched by…
❤2🔥1
Signed Victoria Damilola
15 Apr 2026, 21:46 UTC267 views1 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Just Write It in a Poem
I wanted to say it clearly,
but the words got lost on the way,
so I kept it simple and quiet,
with nothing fancy to say.
I stopped trying to fix it,
I stopped trying to sound smart,
I just let the words come slowly
from my heart.
If it is pain, I will not hide it,
if it is joy, I will not lie,
I will put it down as it is,
no need to ask why.
No big words, no deep grammar,
just feelings lef…
❤1
Signed Victoria Damilola
1 Apr 2026, 20:46 UTC238 views3 reactionsread 27 September 2026 What is poetry to me…
It is my hello, and my good day.
It is my sorry, even when I am right.
It is my waking truth that tears me into pieces.
It is time, yet it refuses to heal.
It is my elsewhere when there is nowhere left to go.
It is the love written in the eyes… that never stays.
It is the loneliness, even beneath the endless sky.
It is the sweet bitterness that stains the tongue.
It is my world… even when the i…
❤2🔥1
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1 Apr 2026, 20:01 UTC210 views0 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Photo
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2 Mar 2026, 09:42 UTC238 views2 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Why do I have to keep our relationship a secret?
Why do you love me
only when no one is looking
Why do you touch me
like I am something to hide
You say you care
but you lower your voice around me
You say you choose me
but you erase me in public
I am not a mistake
I am not a secret
I am not something you pick up at night
and drop by morning
I am tired of sneaking
Tired of lies that wear the face of love
Tired of p…
🤩2
Signed Victoria Damilola
2 Mar 2026, 09:40 UTC176 views2 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Little did I know
It would feel this right.
Like a wave that does not ask permission,
It crashes through me,
From my breath
To the tips of my fingers.
Little did I know
You would take over my thoughts.
Your smoky, woody scent does not fade.
It lingers in the air.
I taste it when I inhale.
It makes me ache for more.
Little did I know
Your voice would undo me.
Low. Steady. Dangerous.
It pulls me close like a lullaby…
❤2
Signed Victoria Damilola
23 Feb 2026, 14:39 UTC190 viewsread 27 September 2026 That year
I learned how long a heart can wait
without turning to stone.
That year
love did not arrive with fireworks,
it came as silence,
as nights stretched thin on my chest,
as hope folded neatly and kept aside
for “someday.”
I watched seasons change
like people who knew where they were going.
I stayed.
Not because I was empty,
but because I was full of belief.
That year
I loved people who weren’t ready,
dreams …
Signed Victoria Damilola
23 Feb 2026, 14:31 UTC153 views1 reactionsread 27 September 2026 If life is water,
then we are rivers, not oceans.
We flow.
We fall.
We rise again.
Some days we are calm
clear enough to see ourselves.
Some days we are storms
heavy and loud.
Water does not fight its container.
It adjusts.
It survives.
It keeps moving.
If life is water,
then pain is the tide.
It comes.
It goes.
And love is rain.
It falls without asking.
Maybe we are not meant to control the current.
Maybe we a…
❤1
Signed Victoria Damilola
8 Feb 2026, 13:42 UTC188 views1 reactionsread 27 September 2026 Why Are You in So Much Pain? For Whom?
Don’t ask me why I’m in pain
like I chose this
like I woke up one day
and said
let me break myself for fun
I am tired
not the kind sleep can fix
the kind that comes from holding people together
while I fall apart quietly
I learned early
that being a good woman
means swallowing your hurt
so others can eat in peace
I loved people
the way fire loves oxygen
giving
until there wa…
❤1
Signed Victoria Damilola
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