VANISHING BEAUTY.

 

Why do I still see you

Clouding my mind, blurring my view

Thought our stars had fallen

And our sun won't rise again.

That we've sang stanza last

And there's no refrain..

Why do I still see you?

In every moment, you come alive

Like you never died

Like your boat never left

The shores of our promising love.

Sourly, I saw you sail into distant seas.

Does a river flow backwards,

How come I still see you?

You blew in like a gentle breeze

Softly, subtly you swept off my feet

Without struggles, my heart took a bow

In obeisence to your solemn vow.

In a twinkle, you went with the wind

A wounding whirl wind!

Why then do I still see you??

ALL I WANT.

 

All I want is to be free

To live daily without fear

To stand up tall and walk

Having phobia for nothing.

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Not haunted by strange faces.

The replica of the men in the dark sphere.

From the un-covered graves of the past.

Nor the un-dug ones of the future

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Not threatened by rejection or dejection.

Because I belong to the minority

Because my spoon is not silvery

And I'm familiar with kpako than buttered bread

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All I want is to rest with the night in peace

To stretch with the morning still in one piece

To go out peacefully and win my bread

Not worrying about a death sentence on my head.

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All I want is to be a slave to no man

With liberty to execute my own plan

To be in the good book of fate

Until in peace accord I'm titled late.

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That's all I want.

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#quest_for_freedom

#quest_for_peace

RE-CREATOR-S

We would, rather to die than live,

But we remain, rather alive than die.

We are formally fixed in a state of fix

We see the unseen and on it rely.

When our weak eyes grow weary,

Weary of uncertainties of the seen,

The known subsumed in the unknown,

We retreat and rely on what is within.

When the ever looping circle,

Revolves and makes a complete turn,

The seen is seemingly in repetition;

We step out of the rotation for a run.

Now, outside the virtual loop, we run.

Though still confined in its circumference,

But seemingly free from the fix,

We see the unseen via our own lens.

We are renowned rebels,

Refusing to pay tribute to the circle

Unfixing ourselves from the virtual fix

Rebelling against every form of obstacle.

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We rebel, to remain, rather alive than die!

A Song For You

Let me write for you a song,

To be sang with sorrowed tongue.

The stanzas would tell of our story

And the lines boldly imply icabod.

It would suit the morning mouners

As they sing to mourn a grave loss.

For we make a tale of two losers

Each losing end to end.

I will write of our rise and fall

How we went from sweet to sour.

How the spectators that cheered us

Now boo and jeer us off the stage.

I'll make a rhythm for an acrostic

For you to play with an acoustic.

The letters would spell out failure,

For that's all we are, nothing more.

Let our song be sang for generations

Let its echoes resound in tons.

Let it stand a stance in history,

Stacked in the achives of "tales of no glory"

The Words Of A Preacher

Night comes and goes

What tomorrow holds

Nobody knows

Like onion bulb it unfolds.

Ignorant mind seeks wisdom

Troubled soul seeks solace

Bond men seek freedom

But uncertainty remains the case.

Be happy, be glad, rejoice

Mix opportunity with diligence

Tread the path of godly choice

Reap your fruit and eat in silence.

Give a portion to seven

Give a portion to eight

Hope lies in heaven

We await to be late..

We Fade

Just like the day fades away

Into darkness, we fade.

We grow from fondness

To familiarity.

We come crumbling

Crumbled by disparity.

Then we fade

For foundations were not laid.

Rome was not built in a day

So, we fade.

We fade away..

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Into darkness

Into oblivion

Into silence.

We gradually fade.

Fighting Temptation

Oh unbound damsel,

You are for the one older than I am

You expect me to understand

Now for a goat you flaunt a yam

As if its appetite is banned.

In solitude I exist with you

you are evenly arrayed

But even in darkness I see through

And by my cravings I'm preyed.

If even a product of the altar

Still slowly Slays an in-law,

Making me to falter

Won't be considered against the law.

But I will lay hold on integrity

And make you the villain and the fool

Though I'm enslaved by your beauty

I just can't swim a forbidden pool.

R I P ME

When at the junction of choice
And you pant for a wise voice.
Please, do not remember me.

When life's sucker blow
Hits you hard and brings you so low
Do not wish I was there.

When in the middle of a cold night
And your urges engage you in a fight.
Desire not my manliness.

When in a depressing moment
And thy crazy thoughts torment
Reminisce not on my comments

When you seek a smile
From a lover even if for a while
Remember not the widening of my lips.

Or you crave the warmth of an embrace
To disperse a weak and frowning face
Remember that I'm gone.

You pulled out a gun
I smiled for we bore no odd
Yet you pulled the trigger
I drowned in the pool of my blood

So, Bury me in your ex marked grave
Trouble no more my parting soul
Sell off my seat in your memory.
And consciously allow me to R I P.

 

When Shall it Be

When shall all wars end

I ask myself.

When shall harmony be the trend

Like a stack of books on a shelf.

 

When shall you write me a song

In the rhythm of peaceful co-existence

To show me that I also belong

To this brotherhood, in all essence.

 

I bear the semblance of an enemy

You take to thought,

You consider me not worth a penny

And thus treat me as naught.

 

I'm a son of mother earth

We all came together

So why constantly wish me death

Like I'm not your brother.

 

When shall all wars end

I ask myself

When shall harmony be the trend

Like a stack of books on a shelf.

 

We are one family

Let love be our watchword,

Let's co-exist peacefully

All in one accord.

Sudden Silence

I sit alone in my world
Staring at my weakening walls
Everything appear new
For they suddenly got my view
Silence had suddenly broken in
with a loud noise.

Though we are united at heart
Yet we sit miles apart
I reminisce on the wrong
That had suddenly soured our song.
The worth of the noise
That had broken us into silence

To and fro
On the lane of my thoughts I go
I weigh the matters
I seek answers
To why so suddenly
We swim in silence...

When Shall Morning Come

Here, with my butt fastened to the seat of discomfort, I curse my country.

 
Here, while I watch my sleep elope with the whore of endor, riding on the back of the horse of pain, I blame my president.

 
Here, I sit subbing from the hurt of the mountains, imprinted on my body by these little night monsters, when they mounted on board for their blood feast, I reject this administration.

I sit awake improvising my own fan with the constant swinging of my palm and a flat matter at hand...

I woke, needing a change of clothing for my bed, for I had unconsciously drowned the first in the pool of my own sweat..

I woke so early wishing it was already late, for not only that my sleep had eloped, but I could no longer sanely lay back, to embark on another voyage... Alas! My night was just half way through.

As mine eyes had divorced her beloved husband, mr sleep, I traveled online to check the sales of my products, but just when I was about driving around, I was cut short, my battery was too low for radio use.

The blinking of my dying phone continued while I resorted to baring my resentment through my pen, I could hear my brother giving himself frequent palm slaps, I smiled for I knew the monsters were at work on him.

"This is arrant nonsense, what kind of a country is this? No fuel!, no light!" were his sudden remarks. He is not used to passing the night without a rotator.

The old lady I bought yam from the previous day, made similar remarks, she was like " our country don spoil finish, I wan travel comot".... I wondered where she would go... I felt her distress.

I kept guard by the corner as the little monsters continued whistling to and fro,

I await dawn
I await morn
To end my mourn.

Suddenly, a little light of hope shown, it had just started raining, though not yet of the magnitude to cool the hot temperature, yet the noise of the collision with the roof, was hope enough.

And as I rushed out to provide a covering for the jobless generator,

I felt the wind
I felt the rain
They gave me a touch of life
And eased a bit of my pain.

K A K I S N

Let me compare you

1. To the valley lily
decorated and beautified
by the God of the heavenly.

2. To the beautiful sky
illuminated by the sun,
for so your smile
brightens the face of sons
of men.

You worry about your
tiny little butt, flat like a table cloth
But I'm more consumed by your gut.

You worry because your pair of oranges
sell just for twenty naira
due to their size
but that's not what caught my eyes.

Every morning
I pick up the New York times
I see your face shining
On the cover page, for
you have walked all the way to
Influence.

Your addictions and sense of view
make me smile whenever I remember you.

Each day I desire to knock
on your door even if to hear you ask
"na who dey knock"
but I fear I might get electroCUTEd
because you are just too cute.

But the way you walk and flip your hair
Always make me want to dare.

Nwababy, I'm an Igbo boy.
But I go school,
I sabi book
I sabi cook
I get good look
Abeg, carry me go Ibibio.

Debtless

I have dissolved my debt
With much money left.
I bank with abundance
From the throne of grace.

I have the ancient miner
For a faithful father,
That is access to much gold
More than king Solomon of old.

He is the gardener for the lilies
Making them glamour in the valleys
For him, the stars glow at night
So you see, beauty is my right.

I have dissolved my debt
With much money left
I bank with abundance
From the throne of grace.

The cattle inhabiting a thousand hills
Would attest to how it always feels,
Whenever I desire meat to eat
My father sets them on their feet.

Even if resources be scarce
I still swim in abundance
I have dissolved all my debt
Still with much money left.

Call Me a Tourist

I come from a land
where beauty grows,
I got you a twin, a rose
for you ooze same fragrance.

I have also been to lands
where bodies glitter,
I got you a twin, the sun
for you bear same brilliance.

You've touched my heart
with your silent words
I turn and twist totally
to all that your beauty affords.

You bear a uniqueness
In the way you dance to life's beats
I admire such a noisy quietness
That makes fate submit to your feet.

I'll shut down my own book
if a day comes without a line from you
For your beauty lies not only on your look
But on the way you do the things you do.

I call you Divy,
my stubborn poetess
Someone I'll forever cherish
For I know, our flow is endless.

Happy New Month

I looked into the sky
as I watched smokes pass by
Through the thick dark cloud
I saw it glowing
Like the burning of a metal
With the beauty of a petal

It is the full moon
Welcoming the month of June.

Then I saw him smiling
Robed in a shining countenance
Emitting blinding radiance
In my inner being he was glowing

What am I typing?
What am I saying?
What am I seeing?
Am I high?.

Okay, if you are still awake,
I have a wish to make
For our friendship's sake.

Happy New Month
Happy New June

Silent Stroll

I silently stroll through this street again
I open the door to my thoughts
They come rushing in like a gush of wind.
I remember you
I take a sit at your memories junction
I don't want to move again
I reminisce
I ponder
I'm in tears
I miss you.

I let in these thoughts of pain
How you left without saying goodbye.
How you shut our sun in mid day
How you uprooted our sprouting seed
How I stay awake wishing you were here.
I desire you
I pant for you
I yearn for you
The angel in you
I miss you.

I rise to take a walk again
Through a different street route
It's the lawn way to sad memoirs
Of the lies you told
Of your deceit load
How you said a broken pot wasn't old
That one plus one equaled one
And a bond is ne'er broken.
I hate you
I detest you
The monster in you
Yet I miss you.

It's an endless path
I circle back to where I once sat
These memories piercing like a dart
Through my caged heart
Which was turn apart
The moment you decided to depart.
I wait no more
I shut the door
I lose the key
So no more
Never again
Will I ever remember you.

Be gone for good!

Our Echoes

   

We resound in a loud tone
like voices from a megaphone,
echoes of our shouts of joy
trailing our hope convoy.

   

We heard tales from ages past
resounding voices like a blast.
Echoes of a foreseen hope
yet all met the end of the rope.

 

We have echoed in distress
Sounds of groans from regress
Echoes of our mourning song
that we've sung all night long.

 

Once more our voices resound
louder sounds, our hearts pound
Echoes of a mother in birth pain
a cry in anticipation of a new reign.

 

And finally we resound at last
Voices of multitude echo in mass
Shouts of joy for a new born hope
hoping never again to grope.