I know what death is It is the sad atmosphere of nothingness which takes residence where laughter and voices once lived. Its the absence of matter Which once stood here and there That walked, that sang, that loved, that lied, that feared, that reaped That now lays in stillness Immobile in its stance Over there in the sands I know what death is Its the hollow clasp of an embrace now empty of what was there before The Warm Sweet lips of dear Bola who once kissed me now: Pale, cold and sealed for good. It is a supper table of five seated sadly, Where six once chatted off gladly I know what death is Its the call of the dust Like the muezzin does; To those who stood just and unjust The echoes go past The house of the old frail man lying on his bed in the arms of his posterity as they kiss his head The drug dealer just shot in the head: gasping, crawling to what was his prize now his death It bids them welcome to the crematorium, the cemetery, the evergreen fields… As their wish or demise deems fit I know what death is Its the singular and long sustained beep of the cardiac monitor accompanied by the flattening out of its waves For now the patient is qualified for funeral rites Its the gentleman withholding the sycthe who took poor Racheal’s with him I know death He is the black adorned faceless chap who danced every time there were mishaps that … Continue reading I know what death is
I do not know when last i did this when i wrote a line, a poem just what my heart felt sometimes its like i am sucked in i refuse to be tucked in In this vehicle of life its not my life To want what they want to admire what they admire its not … Continue reading My Reverie
Once again those eyes will rest upon me I do not know what they want They keep staring now and on, back and forth they go The eyes of a lady are ambiguous to watch They are iridescent in emotions i wonder what they want Is she confused trying to play on my emotions and get them confused? Is she in love does she think of us both as a clove of love? Again the stare! My eyes flee from her stare Even distant from her line of sight i can feel her eyes on me as i leave the site A woman shouldn’t stare it can cause a man emotional wear In my room it took me on for hours The light of those eyes even at night it shook me It took me into the place i am now at Evading, avoiding the limelight: her line of sight A woman shouldn’t smile and stare Its not good for a man we do not understand what it says Next time she shoud leave a note and we will get back to her.
Just like a novel A life of blight This was my plight For it was darkness we were accustomed to Mum and I And whenever I stare at the family picture and I see her smile I marveled at how well she concealed her battered eye I had always wondered If it had … Continue reading Just Like A Novel
Your Husband falls continually for me You have allowed me take your place Though I was brought as a stranger into this place Don’t think I am not of standard What do you think all men want? Than to be well fed and pampered I trim his feet, and at the sound of my bells … Continue reading Dear Madam
I beg of you……. do not pray for those who are already gone Theirs is a journey already done For they hover above where we stand And others below our moving feet I beg of you……. do not cry prolonged tears for those who are gone If you do let them be incessant tears … Continue reading I Beg of You
In a while they will all gather around me, here in my lovely room nobody said they should but i know they would all come to witness my frail figure lying seemingly peacefully in my Egyptian sheets. Here they are now these whole bunch i call my posterity here to await my mortality. See their … Continue reading A cynic on his death bed
I do not wish to cause you harm Though you left me harmed body still intact Arms akimbo, Do come back. I would understand what you did to me Maybe in the afterlife, But not in this one Promises of forever together: no more together I remember when we ran wild, our love … Continue reading Arms Akimbo