Category Archives: Poetry

Love, when cold

Mystery of Love

Here I lay, beseeching The heavens to come and seize my breath. So the ghost of my Angelina will stop bewitching, But rather let me go back to death.   Let these miseries that has stolen my treasure My pearl, my angel, which has killed my sexual pleasure Will come to an end, So I […]

Spiritual Voyage

Spiritual Voyage

I sat on edge of the chair. My eyes rose above every, until I could see the stars. I glanced at my koala bear My eyes couldn’t hold the tears I held onto the pen, yet it juddered My urges to write lowered I missed the earthen oxygen And the dole of its return burgeoned […]

Abiku Metamorphosis

Abiku Metamorphosis

Abiku the child of circumstances O’ Arise your lusty spirit as day chameleon into twilight ghostly parade you stage on the sloppy hill decked in devilish sartorial with rueful clues written upon the sky. Abiku the reigning african deity your witty panegyrics, and funky mantra we shall duly say make not our home a harvest […]

My Comrades

My Comrades

My comrades. During the time of plenty, with me they merry. My comrades. In me solace find when in need. My warm comrades. From afar, affection bestow when I’m skint. My comrades, when we node, with compassion, and charity, like Joseph, I pardon.

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it’s not okay to miss her

Will I know peace again tonight As i lay down, before i turn out the light Out of your lips, will there be a careless whisper My friend, it’s not okay to miss her Where do broken hearts go, a mystery untold Where do they channel their hate, the pain served cold The sleep in […]

Kings

Kings

I am me Capable of great feats and terrible deeds Noble and majestic Worthy of respect or criticism I could be Overrated or Underestimated I am me We dont know leadership What it looks or feels like We haven’t seen it before We must live to love and serve We have no pride, worth or […]

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Ready?

Ready to face your fears again like a coward you went away leaving the battle and the cause for another day not today, not tomorrow but another day which may never come again?   For enemies not confronted are suggestive of many haunting unknowns What! If! What if what ifs are more more than the […]

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Lost in Siberia

It meant but one thing as they approached her door Flag in hand and a letter from war Her eyes clung to each words as she read Gently sobbed; these were the words he said “can’t be stronger than I already am It can weigh heavy on my mind than a kilogram Certainly yea, I […]