…turbine alight…almost vertical…save beauty…small kiss…hopeless…breaking…soul was taken…<eyes close>
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Detached from earth my weepy soul ascends into the sky
Up where the angels dwell and the other lucky souls cry
Incessant blare of trumpets salute the Almighty one
He gazes down on me warmly like a father to a son
Golden gates open wide like arms longing embrace
I tread softly on alien ground at my own slow pace
Welcomed by gatekeepers signing me into their log
Up ahead a blinding light shines thru the mystic fog
It’s a constitution of single flames burning in unity
Each upheld by a soul in white – symbolising purity
Unknown to me I too wear this bright silky gown
I join the assembly and in one motion we bow down
Suspended in the air is a Book that the devil shames
It’s marked in Holy ink so he is unable to blot names
I soul-search for familiar ones but there were none found
Til I felt a familiar finger tap to which I turned round
Its the once Mean but Angelic Beauty standing by my side
She finally returned my smile and threw away all her pride
My faith in true love restored ‘n all scepticism faded
She takes my hand and whispers, ‘I’m so glad you made it’
Our eyes lock, our lips part, and our heads draw near
A velvet kiss sealed and our feelings are made clear
My sense of taste excited by undertones of eucalyptus
Then we instinctively turn to Psalms to sing the scriptures
We are all singin’ perfectly and I did not need to rehearse
But I hear an offbeat disrupting the rhythm in each verse
It’s my heart…<thud>……<thud>…<thud><th-thud><th-thud>
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>-<o
Yet again I slowly lose her grip like I once did on the plane
A sinking feeling, and next I can’t hear what she’s saying
Suddenly my soul falls fast through each sacred cloud
Heading for an eerie room surrounded by a medical crowd
They’re congratulating each other, expressing signs of relief
Through a window my family spy, once overcome with grief
I’ve been returned to the 3rd planet to impart this 1st rhyme
It was a narrow escape … but I pray I get caught a 2nd time…
…Jollof~
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jollof @jollof213
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U died for love??
Eh…thats so noble of u.
Nice poem.
Thanks for the comment. It was more of a near-death experience actually.
I like.
Nice one.
Thanks Kaycee. Coming from you that means a lot. The final installment will bring this trilogy to an unexpected end
‘Heaven’s gate’ would have been a prefered title. Nice one. I like too.
And… Owh. Person fit make love for heaven? I think the poem needs a prequil. Wetin b don happen. So the guy reach heaven meet im babe them kon dey make out abi?
lol. No hanky-panky was intended in heaven – just sacred kisses. I like the prequel idea!
When u die for love, what have you done, what have you done??
It was near-death so no need to panic
Nice one Jollof…Ur guy bin wan turn matyr…E better say im come back…
Oh…better he’s alive.
On to the third one.
Well written bro…
I had my hand in yours up to heaven and back into that haspital bed…..then, my room…lol..
Nice one….
Real nice… loved it all through.
“We are all singin’ perfectly and I [did]not need to rehearse” – [did] kinda jumped out of the present tense you used all through.