I am a victim of Hope And it tortures me every single day, And every single day, I fight In order to escape it I can’t break free because it has caged me I don’t [...]
Mar 212012
Ayokunle Falomo
Sep 262011
This is the day that the Lord has made Let us rejoice and be glad in it, they prayed Gathered here today are the folks celebrating, And folks who are being celebrated And witnesses to [...]
Sep 192011
I know of a lady Beautiful, she is Great qualities, she posesses Kind enough to even help us As we navigate through the day But nay We longer respect her Wait Did we even have [...]
Jun 152011
This poem really is a tongue-in-cheek for the fact that I’ve been gone for a while away from this site. That’s on the surface! Deeper than that is the fact that it is an expression of [...]
Apr 052011
EPISODE 1 (H)Aiku – We never Die Yes, we never die We will live on forever Lie, for we all must EPISODE 2 IRONY OF LIFE Leaves and shades of green Cluster minds of [...]
Apr 012011
I Speak Not of a Fish It’s my occupation I have to catch fish My preoccupation is the Tilapia, the salmon, the catfish I need one so I could fix a nice dish
Mar 202011
CAUTION: SPELLING ERRORS, GRAMMAR ERRORS, SENTENCE STRUCTURE (FAIL), ORGANIZATION (FAIL), COHERENCE (FAIL). Just bear with me! It’s a bumpy road ahead! Get a glass of water, a bar of chocolate, something to cushion the ride! [...]
Mar 132011
EPISODE 7
There
is nothing to fear
Dear
It’s nothing, forbear
The pain
if just for a little
The pane
it must spur a giggle
Mar 092011
EPISODE 3
not
very
many
REALIZE
very
many
plot
Mar 072011
This would be a series consisting of about 10 poems that employ the use of minimalism (using as less words as possible to convey a meaning, or sometimes ditching conveying any meaning altogether), and also [...]
Mar 062011
I feel like I’m an outcast, I don’t belong here
Others around me are happy, while I am downcast, I don’t belong here
Ugh! Can you shut that damn baby up? So annoyingly loud
Thank Goodness, now he’s silent
Mar 042011
A fateful encounter, or was it? I would want to go back, and pause it However, our encounter served a purpose, Much deeper than what it looked like on the surface There was something more [...]
Feb 122011
Disclaimer: This poem is what is in literary terms known as a Nonsense Verse. Read the poem, and please, don’t comment about it not making sense, cos it’s not supposed to. BUT read it, and please give your own interpretation.
Watch on, as the gurple runspeesh
Run on, no stop, they want peace
Behold, the mortals will not let go
Sacrificially rendering their souls on the Mirrentko
Feb 082011
Okondu, a young man in his early thirties. Young indeed! – “Age is an issue of the mind”, he has always proclaimed. “As a matter of fact, I feel like a young baby trapped in [...]
Feb 032011
Last Year – Failures, Successes, etc. New Year – Expectations, (Im)Mortality, etc If there is something I’ve learned over the course of my life, it’s that the summary of life is to be born, and [...]
Oct 302010
At first, I knew who I was
But as the times passed on, I became ashamed of who I am
My mother is Chinese, My father is a Nigerian
Who is a Chinese? Who is a Nigerian? And What am I?
I can sense you feel my predicament by now
I don’t know what to call myself
Oct 252010
BEEN THERE, DONE THAT!
Born on a Sunday night
Been there, done that!
But that never meant I lived right
Been there, done that!
Growth started, all the time I cried
Been there, done that!
To walk on the straight and narrow, I tried
Been there, done that!
Jul 142010
WHY? Why did she have to be so young? Why did she have to wait for so long? Why did she have to go through life alone? Why did she have no one to call [...]
Jul 112010
“Eureka! Eureka!! Eureka!!!” her mother’s voice rang across the empty hallway. “What is it this time”, she thought to herself. At 17, she’s stuck with the responsibility of taking care of her ailing mother. She had not had a reasonable amount of rest the whole week. The Final examination to graduate from High school was coming up, and she needed to study, but alas, time is never on her side.
“Maybe I should run away to the city, then my life would be at least better”, she would lament. As if her mother knew all along her thoughts, she would everyday praise her for the care and service she is rendering. “My daughter, you’ll grow up to see your own children do the same for you. If not for you, I would have been dead, you know I have no one”, she would always tell her, amidst the tears rolling down her wrinkled cheek.
Jul 052010
“Those good for nothing niggers”, the President blurted out his last words. “Oh my God, the President has been shot!”, the young beautiful reporter screamed, unable to grasp the reality of the President’s dead body [...]
Jul 032010
Mama was always the most gracious one. She would sit us down at nights, under the beautiful moonlights and tell us ancient stories about our beginnings. The Wars, the Victories, the Heroic expenditures of our [...]