life is waiting for me. Duties,chores and needs to be met. books are waiting to be read and adult things beckon still, here I am,drinking oxygen from the words of strangers. searching for life in letters and lines, a tale so intricately woven,a word, careless sentence, a blogpost poetry dangerously raw, unadulterated, naked yet deadly … Continue reading Deadly alive.
You will always go back to her To that woman you walked with Someday down the aisle You will always go back to that woman No matter how much you mess around And protect your lies You will always hide it from her All of your love messages sent in the middle of the … Continue reading Unfaithful
They say a vision Without a mission Is an illusion This is why I thrive To stay alive So my dreams can survive Many are lovers of themselves Their dreams are small like an elf Boasting of nothing in g-clef I hope they become a better person After learning their lesson That being kind has … Continue reading My People
If I never had a scar I wont be a star If I never felt pain I wont understand gain If I never felt sorry I wont fathom glory If I never had faith I won’t survive fate If I never worried I wouldn’t have tried If I never failed I won’t be able to … Continue reading If I Never
Beneath the skin Beneath the lips of my scrawny skin lies a song from dark pores Beneath bridges alone except calm waters Above bridges with wreaths and tired feet stuttering songs mourn a wrath for salt Beyond my skin is peace and a life after death. Sweat Open your lips to songs of old scraggly … Continue reading Requiem For Death Sweats
I had been acting weird But no one knew my heart had been seared Not with a spear or an arrow But by the way I was marred. My innocence was taken By a man who called himself a father. I tried to talk to you mummy I tried to make you understand my shortcomings … Continue reading I Killed A Man
For Sir Wole Soyinka on his birthday: I.) Tell us who he is not For who he is- we already know: Of plays and letters The poet, the laureate; Chief Baroka, the cunning old Lion Ake and the Black Orpheus. II.) Tell not of confinements nor trials Of brother Jero: Lagos ’67 or Kaduna ’79 … Continue reading 13 VERSES OF JULY (a Poetic Memior for Wole Soyinka)
In my country, miracles do happen And our politicians as pastors do, Lay hands on the economy and her citizens And at once, lives don’t remain the same I have read dollars walked out of the banking hall Nobody knew where they all went None could predict the path they took Not even the cashier … Continue reading Buhari Son of Mohammed
There she is, looking so different Staring back at me without any offence ‘Tis so unlike her She would have given a million reason to carp Making me vent out in anger for looking at her This bae looks comely today So much seems to have changed by the day; She was always scared to … Continue reading Self Love
Now you’re gone, I can see clearly And feel the thrusts of new truths Break the hymen of a veiled mind’s eye. These emotions that were suppressed Are waxing strong since you’re now gone. for my sails are spreading out and confidence is catching wind In new truths and wild gusts Notching like gales in … Continue reading Now, You’re Gone
TOMORROW I.) At dark corners, in silent rooms In warm chambers of chiming hearts Hangs tomorrow- precariously, As cobwebs strung by fate’s spiders Our arms are too short… Tomorrow can’t be touched It must eventually come… Even though tomorrow isn’t death. Today is not today. Today is tomorrow that passed away. We want tomorrow! we … Continue reading TOMORROW [a Poem]
JOURNEY OF THE CROOKED PATHS In the southern ibid tale There is tinder like flax That neither leaves the hearth cold Nor cooks the broth, as told. The bamboo said “straight is the path” So I sailed straight into your face And was betrayed by smiles That gleams and beckons to the flash But seldom … Continue reading Journey Of The Crooked Path
DIE IN A SONG, LIVE IN A POEM I. After he was held- and judged; They set him ablaze. I watched As the juice of his skin Lost its valor to the heat. I saw songs die on his lips I saw hope hum a sorrowful dirge- in the fire. * After they had turned … Continue reading Die In A Song, Live In A Poem
A WORD’S WORTH I. A story, a tale, a life. II. Your word- a story; Your worth in life. III. In words we trust For money is words; Money: our worth. IV. It’s neither in the flow of lyres Nor velvet vocodes of songs What matters to you breathes the stick, In matters- more important … Continue reading A Word’s Worth
CARELESS EMOTIONS * The sinews of my heart are taut again- Will it break? Or slackened into chords of ruptured fibre- Will it hold? My emotions have dissolved into your own- Will I drown? Or sail on perpetual seas of enamored feels- Will the storms pass? Even as I bemoan calm and tide- Will I … Continue reading CAN I [Careless Emotions]