Know better 

A lizard won’t turn an alligator

A leopard can’t change its spots

Neither will a tiger its stripes 

I saw a fairy tale where there was none

I never saw d skull beneath the skin

Now that the cat is outta d bag

The true colors show bright

And the mask falls off

The bloom is off the rose

The curtain is pulled aback

I know better!

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Afflatus

“can I see you for a minute?”

I ended up taking 15

at that very point

I just knew she had to be mine

behind d chubby cheeks

and succulent cheeks,

eloquent speech

and mannered behaviour

lies the real treasure

I just knew it had to be mine

she brings back so much

the smile that was,

the hope that was bleak

inspiration that once was,

it all came back

with a breathe of fresh air

I don’t need no muse

I’ve got AFFLATUS!

 

come back!

flew away so fast

and there was nothing i could do

to stop it from slipping away

didn’t want to choke it

so I released my grip 

Just a lil bit

’twas like it was expected 

she wriggled and flew

soaring into the air

oh! my beautiful bird

if only you had stayed

under this warm protection of mine 

but no!

you wanna explore the world

i hope the world doesn’t taint you

pray you fly back to me 

before it’s too late

and learn in due time

that here with me

you have everything

Without you…

people call me greedy
‘cos I always wanted everything
money, fame, cars, mansions
just name it
then it dawned on me
all this will still bring emptiness
without you!
and it’s all like I’ve got nothing
if I have everything but you
so, I don’t ever wanna lose you
never ever
‘cos you are everything to this king

Hero

she looks calm
but I can’t help but imagine
what goes on deep within
a storm? maybe
whirlwind? probably
I just wish
wish I can bring her
the peace her heart longs for
provide the serenity she craves
and be her hero
dry the tears she shed
and bring a sincere smile
to that beautiful face
and fill up the space that was void

Kingin

I was born
I was taught
to say ‘sorry’ without hesitation
to say ‘please’ without reservation
to say ‘thank you’ like my life depended on it
as I grow
I learn
‘thank you’ is for the unprivileged
‘please’ for the weak
and ‘sorry’ for victims
I was trained to be all this
I’m not weak
I’m not a victim
I am privileged
gods don’t say ‘thank you’
they made ’em all
princes don’t say ‘please’
father gives him everythig
kings dont say sorry
he domineers
I am king!

It’s not you

every minute
every hour
every day
i miss you the more
but I‘m learning
learning to be independent
building back this wall
the Jericho your solemn words laid flat
here I am
building it back
brick by brick
making it stronger
impenetrable
better than it once was
so it doesn’t fall again
you left and made this man moody:(
but now
i can draw the upward curve well 🙂
lighting up this moody face
and for the first time
it’s not you
who made this smile

Nights

Hooting
from the birds of the night
Crickets
hissing hungrily
as they feast on the field
all in the realm of the dark
silent echoes
howls of hungry dogs
from different corners
all polluting the moment’s silence
little lights flickering in the distance
lightly illuminating d darkness around
beauty of the fireflies
adorning the dark night
everything working in tandem
for the perfect romantic night

NAY

“i don’t feel shii for you”

neither do i

but i want to

 

“i don’t believe in love”

to me it’s a farce

why not let’s give it a shot

 

“happily ever afters don’t exist”

i’ve not seen many either

what have we got to lose by trying

 

i’m not a believer either

but i wanna explore possibilities

i want to see things for myself

differentiate the nays from yeas

i don’t wanna live a life of “what ifs”

 

i wanna start wiv you

 

but you said…

‘HOW TO HOOK A REAL MAN’ – MY MUSINGS

Someone dear to me sent this excerpts she culled from an instagram page, and i think i should publish my musings on it.

How to hook a real man

I met my husband through his best friend 😀 :D.. I had dated this so called boy friend (his bestfriend) of mine for 4 years and he was not showing any sign of (Will you).. I was just hanging on because i had no plan B.So i was just there hoping and waiting for the right opportunity.. Until that day my boyfriend asked me to accompany him to his best friend’s welcome party. i did innocently and looked my best.. we got to the party and took a seat, but i noticed my boyfriend was always leaving his seat and disappearing quite a few number of times, leaving me all alone.. i got so pissed off at a time and was angrily leaving when a young, cute man saw me and stopped me, Lo and behold, it was the celebrant, he asked me why i was upset and i told him, he asked to give me a lift home which i agreed, was how we exchanged phone numbers. i’m so so excited that my boyfriend never introduced me as his girlfriend 🙂 🙂 That was how i started double dating, until i finally dumped my boyfriend when his bestfriend proposed 🙂 🙂 It was a big drama the day my husband introduced me to my boyfriend(his friend) as his wife to be. Funny enough, my husband never knew i was his ex girlfriend until that day, he saw the shock on his face when he introduced me as his wife to be 🙂 :), my ex boyfriend was like (my man, this gal na my babe before ooo, i don date her reach 4 years sef) my husband shouted 🙂 4 years, bro u no try.., but anyways, she was meant to be your girlfriend and my wife.. 🙂 🙂 and that was it… i was so surprised when we got home that my husband came to me on bended knees to say (baby, thank you for choosing me.) i was so shocked to the bone cause i was about to even apologise to him…

For the sake of easy comprehension, I’d like to name the characters as thus. The lady narrating is specimen A, and I’ll call her Adeola, the erstwhile boyfriend is specimen B, who’ll be called Bayo, while the ‘would be’ husband is specimen C, called Christian.
After reading the story, im sure most ladies out there will love the ending and talk about how Bayo was the culprit here. But I have a differing view to the story.
This is my view:


Adeola and Bayo had been dating for a while but not madly in love (you might ask how I know, I know ‘cos none of them flinched when their relationship ended). Adeola wanted to get married (almost to the point of desperation) but Bayo wasn’t ready. In the story, it wasn’t stated that Bayo was unfaithful, uncaring, insensitive, etc, his only crime was not saying the sacred “will you…”[sic]. Note that the only thing Adeola was cared about was getting married, not minding who the groom is (I know ‘cos she would have left a long time ago had she had a ‘plan B’). then came the fateful day when she was supposed to meet Bayo’s bestfriend who just came home. At the party, Bayo wasn’t at her beck and call and she decided to leave when she met christian who happens to be the celebrant and Bayo’s bestfriend. Bayo wasn’t privy to all this neither was Christian, but she knew what was going on and continued with the game. She dated best friends for months (maybe years) and only let go of Bayo when she got her prized “will you…” [sic]. Even after Christian proposed, she refused to tell him about her past relationship (or game as you might call it) with his bestfriend… I could go on and on but may I ask you again, who is the villain of the story? Even though it looks like a happy ending, im sure it’s not… it’s just an intermission

MUSINGS OF A RED DEVIL 2


Super saturday it was, and almost everything was superb! The weekend was filled with mouth watering ties that made every football fans salivating. I personally had 2 wedding I was supposed to attend but I couldn’t as a result of the matches lined up for the day! It started with Everton against Chelsea (a match I predicted would end up in a stalemate). Naismith “the super sub” again proved how easy it is for him to pick Chelsea apart. He has done it before and he did it again much to my delight. Just as I predicted, this Chelsea team will find it hard to get a 4th place finish this season. they were seriously fortunate last season by having their key players uninjured and motivated all season long. This season is appearing to be the reversed. All of their players seems highly unmotivated and disinterested. From the backline to the strikers, I can only think of maybe 2 or 3 players playing at the level they played last season. I remembered when Sir Alex Ferguson was still at the helm at my beloved Man Utd, he always says, even when you win titles, you need to maintain the hunger in the team by increasing competition through bringing in much more hungry players to compete for places in the team. Chelsea failed in doing this, thereby making their star players feel too comfortable and somehow complacent. Hazard has been a shadow of himself, Fabregas looks out of sort and Diego Costa (even though I never rated him) hasn’t found his mojo yet. Well, I hope they continue on this path cos their loss is our gain. The second fixtures of the day were pretty staright forward, I was expecting Stoke City to put up a fight against Arsenal, but unfortunately for them, the fell like a pack of cards before Wengers boys with both their strikers getting on the score sheet. Man City needed a last gasp winner against a resilient Crystal Palace who deserved at least a draw from the tie. The result keeps Man City leading the table with maximum points without conceding any goal. Then came the match everyone’s been waiting for! Manchester United against Liverpool. The news that came earlier in the week about De Gea (our player of the season for the previous 2 season) signing a new deal gave everyone a huge lift ahead of the fixture. I didn’t even flinch when I heard of the injury to Rooney (the longer he’s out of injured, the better I mused) I was equally eager to see how our newly acquired “Martial Arts” will fare. The first half of the game was typical pedestrian as we played the ball around without real bite. Memphis had a couple of chances which he failed to capitalize on (as has being the case a couple of times this season) we dominated proceedings but never looked like scoring. Then came the second half and Ashley Young with it. He replaced the dire Memphis, and he was soon up to what he does best, drawing foul foul from the opponent. The resulting free kick brought about the beauty of a goal from Daley Blind. The room went upside down as we all went wild in ecstasy. Hererra added the second through a magnificent penalty (after he drew a foul from the inexperienced Joe Gomez in the box) and thought we were safe. Then came in Martial, the boy came in and looked confident with the ball, but still got to see little of the ball
Liverpool threw everything at us, the fought and clawed back and were rewarded with a lovely goal fro Benteke. This immediately threw the tie wide open again. I started chewing the remains of my finger nails, not knowing what is to come. Then ball was fed to the boy called Martial at the left hand side of the pitch just around the edge of the box. He took the ball majestically a strode towards Skrtel just like a Panther ready to devour it’s helpless prey. He turned Skrtel inside out and finished the ball expertly in a Henry-esque way. The rush of adrenaline within me was inexplicable as I jumped up in a triumphant celebration! The boy many expected to be a big mone flop has delivered on his debut. The goal was a thing of beauty, and he couldn’t have expected a better debut. The weekend ended in a good note with three points bagged. The champions leagu starts with us travelling to PSV on tuesday. The competition missed us last season, and I know it’s delighted to see us again this season. I have a feeling this is just the start of great things to come. See you all after the champions league  matches. Glory! Glory!! Man Utd!!!

MUSINGS OF A RED DEVIL 1

Well, now the much anticipated transfer window is closed. As a Man Utd fan, the business done by our beloved club has been met with mixed feelings. the acquisition of Memphis (one of the brightest young talent in Europe last season) was met with great optimism by me and a couple of my man Utd supporting mates. watching his goals and free kicks with PSV reminded us of CR7  himself (as a budding talent), although he’s still a diamond in the rough, we hope he’ll get polished and come good soon.

Then came the arrivals of Darmain, Schweinsteiger and Schneiderlin in a single weekend! saying i was ecstatic would be an understatement. Even rival fans green with envy tried to mask it all with talks of Schweini being brittle and other blah blah… “all we need now is a striker and a centre forward” many mused. but then came the question, how many top strikers in the world will improve our side? I looked around and the ones i thought of are next to impossible to get at the moment. Aguero will never play for us, PSG is relying on Cavani for the future (as Ibra is getting old) Lewandowski and Muller are the other two options i would have loved but  i think even though Bayern would have wanted to sell us either(cos i’m sure the money on offer attracted them) but they don’t want to be perceived as a selling club thereby incurring the wrath of their fans. Benzema to me is not exceptional, forgive me (especially Arsenal fans who believed him to be the Moses who’d take them to the promised land that is the EPL title) for not believing too much in him, but to me he’s at most a 7/10 type of striker on his best days while those i mentioned earlier are between 8/10 and 9/10. Everyone believed we need a new central defender, but personally i think we have more than enough. we conceded so many goals last season not because our defence was abject but because of the poor state of the midfield and the recurrent change in centre back pairings (caused by our bad luck with injuries). Everyone of our central defenders look decent (of course apart from Evans) and this season, barring any injury bad luck and a solid midfield , we should be one of the best teams in the league defensively come may.

The only problem i think we have now is our attack. Rooney, i think has forgotten how to be a poacher. He has played in midfield for so long that all his killer instincts in front of goal has been traded for long passes and organized ball retention. I doubt if he’ll be capable of playing as a lone striker anymore. The others in attack are expected to chip in some goals to help the team. Memphis, i think is struggling at the moment, but i expect him to adapt to the league sooner rather than later and show the world why he was alotted the sacred number 7. At the end of the season, i expect him to have notched nothing less than 10 league goals. Rooney should manage at least 15 goals and another 15 goals from our midfield players. Mata should equally manage 15 goals comfortably (remember he’s our penalty taker now) while the defence should contribute with over 10 goals of their own.

Then, this brings us to the most discussed transfer of the deadline day, Anthony Martial. i first became aware of his existence last season (when Arsenal played Monaco). Before the match, i read that an 18 year old kid had usurped Berbatov as the club’s main striker and i was kinda surprised at how much Berbatov’s stock has fallen, not thinking maybe the said boy was any good until he assisted Berbatov’s goal on the said night. i didn’t even bother about his name until Tuesday (September 1) when we signed him for a ridiculous amount. Yes, ridiculous because at the moment all he is, is a raw talent and nothing more. I even believe had we given our own very young striker (wilson) the chance, he can do a similar job, if not better. But i want to believe the coaches know what they are doing. The fact that other clubs were also interested (clubs like Barca, Tottenham, Chelsea, etc) and Monaco’s reluctance to sell him can only imply that the boy is good (at least to an extent). But still yet, the price we paid was definitely on the “too high” side. I hope we end up paying the whole fee (with all the add ons) cos that will mean we he ends up justifying his price tag (by winning the balon d’or) before 2019

The season so far has been okay, we’ve made progress from last season’s start, and i think we were unlucky against Newcastle, and Swansea is turning to be a tough nut to crack for us (just like Tottenham was a while back). Nonetheless, i expect us to  win a cup and finish 2nd this season (though my heart says higher). The only team i think maybe is stronger than ours is Man City’s. Chelsea might not even make top four if they are not careful and Liverpool really turn up their game. It’s the international break last weekend and i hope all the lads return injury free. Glory Glory Man Utd!

MUSINGS OF A RED DEVIL 1

Well, now the much anticipated transfer window is closed. As a Man Utd fan, the business done by our beloved club has been met with mixed feelings. the acquisition of Memphis (one of the brightest young talent in Europe last season) was met with great optimism by me and a couple of my man Utd supporting mates. watching his goals and free kicks with PSV reminded us of CR7  himself (as a budding talent), although he’s still a diamond in the rough, we hope he’ll get polished and come good soon.

Then came the arrivals of Darmain, Schweinsteiger and Schneiderlin in a single weekend! saying i was ecstatic would be an understatement. Even rival fans green with envy tried to mask it all with talks of Schweini being brittle and other blah blah… “all we need now is a striker and a centre forward” many mused. but then came the question, how many top strikers in the world will improve our side? I looked around and the ones i thought of are next to impossible to get at the moment. Aguero will never play for us, PSG is relying on Cavani for the future (as Ibra is getting old) Lewandowski and Muller are the other two options i would have loved but  i think even though Bayern would have wanted to sell us either(cos i’m sure the money on offer attracted them) but they don’t want to be perceived as a selling club thereby incurring the wrath of their fans. Benzema to me is not exceptional, forgive me (especially Arsenal fans who believed him to be the Moses who’d take them to the promised land that is the EPL title) for not believing too much in him, but to me he’s at most a 7/10 type of striker on his best days while those i mentioned earlier are between 8/10 and 9/10. Everyone believed we need a new central defender, but personally i think we have more than enough. we conceded so many goals last season not because our defence was abject but because of the poor state of the midfield and the recurrent change in centre back pairings (caused by our bad luck with injuries). Everyone of our central defenders look decent (of course apart from Evans) and this season, barring any injury bad luck and a solid midfield , we should be one of the best teams in the league defensively come may.

The only problem i think we have now is our attack. Rooney, i think has forgotten how to be a poacher. He has played in midfield for so long that all his killer instincts in front of goal has been traded for long passes and organized ball retention. I doubt if he’ll be capable of playing as a lone striker anymore. The others in attack are expected to chip in some goals to help the team. Memphis, i think is struggling at the moment, but i expect him to adapt to the league sooner rather than later and show the world why he was alotted the sacred number 7. At the end of the season, i expect him to have notched nothing less than 10 league goals. Rooney should manage at least 15 goals and another 15 goals from our midfield players. Mata should equally manage 15 goals comfortably (remember he’s our penalty taker now) while the defence should contribute with over 10 goals of their own.

Then, this brings us to the most discussed transfer of the deadline day, Anthony Martial. i first became aware of his existence last season (when Arsenal played Monaco). Before the match, i read that an 18 year old kid had usurped Berbatov as the club’s main striker and i was kinda surprised at how much Berbatov’s stock has fallen, not thinking maybe the said boy was any good until he assisted Berbatov’s goal on the said night. i didn’t even bother about his name until Tuesday (September 1) when we signed him for a ridiculous amount. Yes, ridiculous because at the moment all he is, is a raw talent and nothing more. I even believe had we given our own very young striker (wilson) the chance, he can do a similar job, if not better. But i want to believe the coaches know what they are doing. The fact that other clubs were also interested (clubs like Barca, Tottenham, Chelsea, etc) and Monaco’s reluctance to sell him can only imply that the boy is good (at least to an extent). But still yet, the price we paid was definitely on the “too high” side. I hope we end up paying the whole fee (with all the add ons) cos that will mean we he ends up justifying his price tag (by winning the balon d’or) before 2019

The season so far has been okay, we’ve made progress from last season’s start, and i think we were unlucky against Newcastle, and Swansea is turning to be a tough nut to crack for us (just like Tottenham was a while back). Nonetheless, i expect us to  win a cup and finish 2nd this season (though my heart says higher). The only team i think maybe is stronger than ours is Man City’s. Chelsea might not even make top four if they are not careful and Liverpool really turn up their game. It’s the international break last weekend and i hope all the lads return injury free. Glory Glory Man Utd!

Wealthy Crown


“Pack your bags, you’re going to camp”
Shit like this don’t excite me
But there was a strange joy inside me

“Be fast they are waiting for you”
I’m known to go at my own pace
But that day ’twas like I’m in a race

The road to Egbeda was a bumpy one
Journeys like this makes my stomach turn
But a flame inside just won’t stop to burn

A. deserted camp ground
Couple of eager kids
About to bask in the joy of freedom
And reel in the promise of adventure

Emerging from a chalet was a fair dame
A pretty one at that
A smile and dimple adorning her face
Energy seeping from every pore

She caught my attention that instant
Then I understood the anomaly that was…

She’s mine today
Her day’s today!!!

No home-wrecker

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she walked in majestically

with a carefree swagger

and a smile so infectious

fashion glasses adorning her plain face

no make-up, bar a lip gloss

‘not my type’ i murmured as i looked away

but this mind of mine saw something else

‘though plain, gait oozes out of her

a carriage that makes me wanna own her

she walked my way

and i caught her sway

i  swear i heard my heart skip

she smiled at me

i mirrored her unconsciously

she captured my heart that moment

i thought… “if only you are mine”

i quickly drew up a strategy

going all attack

a new goal is set

about to strike

then the news broke

she’s the boss’ wife 😦

… and i’m no home-breaker!

… to be continued

SiSi by Tolu Daniel

The Hourglass

so, this is me again.I’m sorry i bailed last week but trust me it was for a good cause. today, I bring you another story from Tolu Daniel, my old friend. When i read this story I marvelled at the daring nature of the writer. You’ll see what I’m saying if you read it. Do enjoy this well written piece and drop your comments as usual.

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‘Sisi, touch me, touch me in that sweet and sexy way, the way you touch those boyfriends of yours’ Chief Kunle said in that husky tone of his, as though he was whispering to some unholy genie that would appear as he rubbed the tip of his penis back and forth. He was already far gone, intoxicated by his drive for sex and not planning to get sober any time soon. He wondered for a brief moment how any woman could resist him…

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NEW STORY | FLASH FICTION | YOU KILLED YOUR ROOMMATE

Anyadu

You woke up on Thursday of last week and just killed your roommate. You’ve always hated the idea of having one. You cannot sleep in a crowded room – this is the real reason why you moved out of campus anyway.
Your roommate didn’t ask for permission before moving in, and didn’t even share in the paying of rent. You just came back from lectures one afternoon, famished and tired, to realize that you had to co-habit.
Your roommate was a gecko with an almost translucent skin. You can swear you could partly see his insides just by looking at his skin… or is it her insides? Her skin? You are not sure.
Your roommate occasionally hid in the crack by the corner of your Southern wall, and ran marathons about the other three walls… and the ceiling, of course. His presence never really disturbed you. It was not like…

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The 9th

It’s the night
Just before the 9th
Eve of a dame’s day
On my bed I lay
I started wishing
She cld be here sleeping
While I sing her lullaby
And cuddle her as I lie
I didn’t know when I slept
As a cool wind in-swept
I landed in dream world
What I saw’s beyond words
But I’ll try to relay sum
Gleaming in was the rising sun
On a day that’s yours
We r in a bed that’s ours
You r in a robe so sleek
And I gently kissed your cheek
Wishing you a happy birthday
We r in a land faraway
“Paris” my mind imagined
It was just like a scene filmed
There u were beaming
As the sun started falling
And you whispered in my ears
This is the best I’ve had in years…

SEXCAPADES I

‘Bliss at last’ he murmured, as he watched her breast fall from the embrace of the laced bra she wore. A fantasy coming to pass so soon. He has always imagined this day since the day he met Toyin. Their paths crossed on a fine Saturday morning after the Saturday morning set he normally plays whenever he’s at home on hols. Emerging a just completed duplex was a beauty queen who’s about to haunt her dreams. Blessed with a face that could be described as angelic with bright eyes like Monalisa’s and lips so full, you can kiss ‘em till eternity and top of all that, an artistic physique with tempting curves in all the right places. Even the great Delilah couldn’t have sport it better.
Little did he know he has been drooling on a spot for like a minute. “Larry” Shola called patting him heavily on the shoulder. Hysterical laughter ensued between Shola, Dele and Dayo as they watched him switch off for a while. He was simply spellbound by the sight that just graced his retina. “You too like woman” Dele enthused as they head home. A new target acquired and that was all Lanre could think of. He hurried through his to-do list and devoured the pap and akara that was prepared by his mom on that fateful day. He took his bath and set out for Dele’s. Dele was fumbling with his new I Phone 4 when he got there. “Lover boy” Dele called when he saw him come in as they exchanged pleasantries. “Omo, this girl don winch me ooo” Lanre remarked. The void Lanre felt within since he saw the mystery girl was unquantifiable. She was all he could think of. “I pray your dick doesn’t lead you to where you don’t want” Dele said as he headed to the bathroom.

Ode to a legend


A gem of inestimable value
A bright light
Source of luminance
To all and sundry
The perfect companion
To the one I call “Dad”
The perfect “Mom”
To the person that’s “Me”
The perfect “Friend”
To people around
I can’t think of any
Stronger
More virtuous
More inspiring
An epitome of perfection
.
.
.
11 years gone
With those qualities amiss
Leaving a void
None close enough
To match
So high flying
Even eagles fail to reach
I can say “I miss you”
And it’d be an understatement

Bee

I’m so egotistical
I myt not call you in a day
But I love you too much
Every picture I painted
Had you as the lead role
Cos I’m addicted to you
You might not hear from me in a decade
But know I think about you too much
You may not be the first
but you are definitely the best
Years without you
Has been nothing but misery
And top of my prayers
Has been you and me forever…

The duel

duel

 


Clashing rods
Unsettled dust
Fleeing birds
In search of their nests
As knights display their best
Here we are
Standing not too far
Amazed at the view
As duels brews
The kingdom stood still
Fear was all we felt
As he emerged
The warrior we call “mad”
Sauntering in with pride
In tiger’s hide
Sneering like an hungry dog
In d morning fog
Cursing like goliath
The man from gath
Tearing others apart
Into little parts
Even experts
Were like dead rats
On desolated paths
Before d one called “mad”
Fury in his eyes
In his belly mischief lies
His next victim pries
As he was sent for slaughter
Fear oozes out of him as he moves further
A lil voice cries out
“Dad! Shut his mouth”
Tears rolled down his cheek
As he smiled at his lil freak
Voice of the lil one strengthened him
And it all seemed like a film
When the “mad one” tripped

The word!

imagesA word thrown around like a stone A word seen in every nook and cranny A word cheap as a free meal A word many lose like you do money A word some hold so dearly A word some would kill for A word some murdered for A word some will die for A word some commit suicide for A word which means the world for some A word hearts beat for A word I’m still yearning for A word I can’t find it’s meaning A word that that is a flatter A word inconsequential A word I’d love to feel A word that’s lost A word we all found once A word we lost A word that left A word that was A word that is A word that will be . . . . . L O V E

Dark princess

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I see myself stumble
For a pretty dame
A dark princess
With innocence filled eyes
Coupled with luscious lips
And a teeth gap that drives me eerie

Everything seemed in tune
Closest to perfection I’ve seen
Making jagged road smooth
And a bleak tomorrow bright
An eraser to the mistakes of yesterday
Heralding an awesome future

The picture couldn’t have been clearer
The future shaping itself, starting now
The perfect movie I imagined
She just took the lead role
And I’m sure she’d do it justice
And make a master class

Daughters of eve (sirens)

 

 

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Luring sailors
With that sweet melody
And pretty looks
Hypnosis her tool
Using it with expertise
Even Delilah envies her
Cos she broke her record
Drowning skilled sailors
Dimming the brightest stars
Great men have succumbed
To that hypnotic voice of hers
And she’s so ‘ungraspable’
Jezebel’s incarnate
Uprooting mighty trees
And setting ’em ablaze
Just for the fun of it
Thousands have fallen
At her pretty feet
I’ll advice you to watch out
For that deceitful vixen
On your way to success
Cos she haunts in every corner
Looking for whom to devour

Bully

bullying

 

Thought the school yard was the end

But bullying avails still

Rights being trampled upon

With no one to intervene

You see people move on

Like nothing happened

While justice is brutalized

When will this end

When will equity prevail

When will things get back to normal?

Contrasts

 

 

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I let my head fall back

And I gazed into the eternal blue sky

Its a beautiful morning

And the sky’s a blend of yellow and blue

Coupled with little scuttles of clouds

Creating an amazing work of art

Strange how things below can be so contrasting

A shadow of the masterpiece that is above

Filled with pain, chaos and… Death

– Damilola Omole

The leap

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‘Safety first’;
My watchword
Then she came
Throwing me in turmoil

Was caught unaware
Treading on a path I detest
Putting myself in harm’s way
Risking it all in a glance

How did I get on this road
How did I come about this path
Once a subject of my joke
Now, the joke’s on me

My heart says its okay
But my brain kept screaming
“Run for your dear life”
Leaving me in a dilemma

Cos it seems to me
Like I’m handing over my heart
To that one person
That can break it into smithereens!

Am I that proverbial dog
Who won’t yield to the hunter’s whistle
That falls on Delilah’s laps
Not knowing the doom that looms

Or maybe this is the paradise I imagined
The resting place where my soul craves
Maybe this where I find love
I might never know unless I try

Letter to her

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I never need anyone’s attention
cos anyway i have yours
you might be far
as the space between sky and earth
it might even take time to get to you
or difficult to prove
how Expensive you are to me
but anyway you are here
Right here in my soul
My mind could seem so busy
infact Engaged with issues, deeds and lots more
but don’t doubt it
its mostly Engaged with the thought of you
Tell them loud and clear
Distance is just a number of buildings
time is a matter of Day and night
Destiny is Priceless
Tell them my Love for you
is as much as number of buildings in the world
Aged as the Existence of Mankind
Costly as every Individuals Destiny…
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Letter to Her By Sowemimo Adeyemi Kazeem

Worst nightmare

 

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All I felt
When she introduced me
To the supposed “the one”
My head felt light
And for a minute or so
My whole being went numb
But I held my act
Played the new role perfectly
Smiled like the good friend
Even though my heart bled deeply
She knew me like no other
Her eyes like Monalisa’s
And her smile like no other
But there she goes
In the arms of another
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And the alarm went off!

@sophyliciouz

If wishes were horses
I’ll be on one right now
If I could choose
I’ll have you here right now
Waking up to your ‘mawn’n’
Grinning to your “lol’s”
Answering every question u have
If I have one wish
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If wishes were flight
I’ll be gliding through the sky now
With no other companion but you
Hold your hands
N look into those gleamy eyes
Grinning to your chit chats
If I have one wish!

i’ll never dance again

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Moving to the tune
We danced and laughed
Reeling in pure emotions
We poured out our hearts
a beauty to behold

We danced like we’ve never danced
Doing the rhythm justice
Even nature seemed to have paused
To enjoy steps in line with tune
A sight to behold

Then u left
Left without a backward glance
The music stopped abruptly
And my limbs go limp
‘Twas like my legs will fail me

Years have gone
And I still remember that dance
The memories still lingers
But I’ll never dance again
Except you are there 2 lead d way 🙂

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She couldn’t look at him
She’s all jealous
She’s not getting it
The attention she once shirked
it’s all directed to another
N she can’t stand it

She can’t stand d look
Of another on her man
A man she once left
Left in a lurch
For another to find
And now she’s all jealous
She wants him back
Cos she lost
Once she once had!

sorry? Never again!

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I said ‘sorry’
A rare word
A word I rarely utter
She took it with levity
That’s the last she’ll get

I apologised when I shouldn’t
I swallowed a pill so bitter
“My pride”
I stooped down so low
To tell her how sorry I was
Yeah! She’ll never get any again

Cos that was a one off
A fluke
something she should have embraced
But she lost it
She’ll never regain it
And I’ll never say ‘sorry’ again
Never again!

sweetheart

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She was once my sweetheart
The one one was ready to confide in
The one one with the supporting role
In the ‘future’ I pictured
Not anymore
Cos she’s no more
She left without a backward glance
Leaving me in a lurch
“Sweetheart’s” no more sweet
“Sweetheart” took it all with her
The smile
The occasional laugh
But she left something!
She left ‘what if’

@temiepinkie

I always thought I was d black sheep
D dark horse in d stable
Then u!
N I had hope 🙂

A wonderful character
Lil stubborn
Quite strong willed.

Will allow no one to tread on her
I’m sure Thatcher couldn’t have been better
When she was her age

In few years
She’d be d finished article
An independent woman
But before then
It’s your day!
Enjoy it to d fullest…

vanity

not-real

 

 

Sometimes
Things are not what they seem
They are nothing but ‘virtual’
All in the head
Things are what we take it to be
What we perceive ’em 2 be
Running around

Thinking we are making waves
But what we are really doing
Is chasing straws
Chasing shadows
Cos it all bores down
To one word
‘Vanity’
What is real?

Dream world

 

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World of d loveliest fantasies
Home to your worst fears
‘Dream world’

Sometimes we are in there
And we don’t want it 2 end
It’s all we eva wanted
It’s all we eva fantasised
We smile in real life
An affirmation
Of how sweet d dream is…

Or a worst nightmare
Sweating profusely
Praying 4 d end of it
Struggling 4 supremacy
With the forces at work
Warring with ’em
And hoping for a break!

all about you!

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She’s a year older today!
She was mine
She has d loveliest smile
That makes me grin
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It’s all about her today!
A day the world was blessed
With an angel that’s her
A day her beautiful being face
Adorned this world
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Today I pray
That all your dreams
Even the wildest wishes come through
N I silently hope
That I’m in those dreamz/wishes 🙂
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The clock!

Tick, tick, it goes
24 hours a day
All thru it’s life
One wonders how many
Revolutions it takes
In it’s lifetime
Working non stop
Not tired a bit
Always working
Never weary
With precise accuracy
And so reliable
It does so much
Yet not appreciated much…