Did it rain? Did it pour? Does the water shed Amidst this humble planet With every male, child and female Display their parachute In glowing colours With rivers roaring along Their streamlined courses Pulling everything along their path A water race to join their ocean buddies Fishes having their field day As the rains drum … Continue reading Did It Rain?
Chicken soup was all she cooked for me Pouting her lips adorned with lip gloss Glossing over the truth with seductive eyes Twirling around like a winding snake in skirt Don’t feed off on me! Breathing pace increases Physical discuss ensues, dialogue Hand shakes beyond the elbow! Sending cold shivers down her spine Massive arms … Continue reading Its Her Birthday
Reading is like bathing In the wee hours of the cold harmattan season You contemplate, should i read this book or not Then you decide Like a child undress before a pail of chilled water! What would it feel like? would the first splash hurt or soothe? And now The child spirals all over the … Continue reading Reading
I woke up early today Zappy and zingy I can hear loudly The murmur of nature Gulping the rains-happily And i myself-bathed In a glove of mild comfort Wrapped up in soft weather My brain clear and untangled Regurgitating wisdom to me I slept off amidst papers and ink Within drawing and painting To wake … Continue reading Petrichor
Walk with me This palpitation beat, walk, a little more I have come too far to be messed up by satan Keep standing one foot ahead of another Walk with me Keep standing Only a little further than you were before! Remember how we started this walk Crawling, stumbling then grasping Mama thought it was … Continue reading Walk With Me
When northern hills meet with southern streams At first wonder, doubt then joy Brisk bubbling arts connect with structurally efficient creator call it silky meets soegra with it’s many appellations Colour, lines, anger We probably fought once Dramatic things happened We never looked back! Eating together at Turkey’s republic on birthdays! To checking up on … Continue reading Demola
pianist slamming the keys at 90 degrees low orchestra orchestrating melodious chromatography plucking away, strings apologizing vibratingly pendulums, gong beat talk of home made beats buzzing raps with a little highlife undertone arpeggios streaming, guitarist starring… plucking away, strings apologizing vibratingly pendulums, gong beat talk of home made beats sounds o’ victory in the air … Continue reading Listening To Music
Let it flow Let it flow Like the ink from the nib of my pen When inspiration strikes at you Like dart flying at the bird of prey And you fall in line with the message it brings Let it flow Let it flow When byword had been hidden within your breast And you find … Continue reading Let It Flow
Ovie has fallen in love Like most men would Only that this time around, He fell deeper than he should. Showering me with names, I won’t even call my dog. Like you are the only cockroach in my cupboard. It bewilders me, what men could do for love. Maybe he injured his head in the … Continue reading Falling In Love
Stand close to the store of a fruit vendor And scratch the back of your head without saying a word Motion you hand as if to call for a lady And let the apple glue to your fist Then act as if you are crossing the road Look left or right Just before anyone discovers … Continue reading How To Be Called A Thief
Standing between a three water course river There abideth three abiding women With whom i share my love deeply with Yemisi to say the first was my love And is still the very love of my life When as a young fellow with naive instinct We played together titillating our childish ego But how fast … Continue reading To The Women I Love
So many men once stopped And in your joy couldn’t share Your story could be The anchor for the helpless Hopeless, downtrodden souls, The story you will tell Of how in purposeful strike You took the bait That made the way Don’t give up now
That evening I saw that boy Making a deep cut Into the water melons The father interrupted Was he biting into you lost yam pie Or were is teeth missing after the dip Tone dropped into a quiet evening solemnity The elderly man queried his assailants Maybe he was suffering from jealousy Probably green with … Continue reading Jealousy
What’s in a smile Is it about the teeth Or the elaborate grin No, else yawning will be fine It is the unveiling of the heart The spread on the face Reminds you Of a cold bath in harmattan Once it is sincere You can’t but smile back To show your gratitude.
So much fills my heart for you Talk about last night- gently knocking my door Was the text you sent me, talking of how dear i was to you This is the icing on the cake ’cause thinking of you alone rocks my boat i wake up in the morning shine to the rhythms of … Continue reading Letters To My Will Of God