Not the dead or lost, I revile That I lament and mourn sore; Neither regret him gone to exile, This sun I shall see no more; Do I cry for and show pities, I groan for the land and sea; Kingdoms, nations and great cities, In dirts, I spue and wallow as he; Overwhelmed by… Continue reading LAMENTATION by Moses Oluwatobi Adebayo
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ECHANTED by Michael Inioluwa Oladele
We heard the whispering song, Together with the beating gong. Its sound echoed through the reed The reed of an opening woodwind. In the greyness of isolated time The echo bursted inside of us Like a great harmonic chord- Of a stringed percussion instrument. Encapsulated in the rhythm of the song We danced and gyrated… Continue reading ECHANTED by Michael Inioluwa Oladele
SNEAKY MEMORIES by @Emmykeyz
Sometimes, memories sneak out of your eyes and roll down your cheeks. — @Emmykeyz
THE POETRY OF A BROKEN STREET IV by Stanley Princewill McDaniels
so i sit here within forlorn walls drowning myself in a brown bottle of blue whiskey if you could see me, Treasure, you’d see a broken titanic sinking in my eyes if you could see me, Treasure, you’d see the holes on the walls of my heart where i once nailed your picture to if… Continue reading THE POETRY OF A BROKEN STREET IV by Stanley Princewill McDaniels
CONFESSION ON MY GRANDMOTHER’S GRAVE: Mosela Kgomo
with this emptiness and burning pain with no happiness only tears my eyes contain no joke can remedy the injury I sustain never will your smile be life’s entertain your passing left within me an emotional vain in my heart it will remain glued like a stain in life they say things happens for a… Continue reading CONFESSION ON MY GRANDMOTHER’S GRAVE: Mosela Kgomo
ECHOES FROM THE GRAVE: Olusegun Governor Lawal
Listen gently my lovely flower For I deem it fit to wither through the time. Silencing the voice of the voiceless Should you grow to a mighty tree The advice like a locust bean Smells awful but sweet in vegetable. Master the art of love from the old and young. Should you live to be… Continue reading ECHOES FROM THE GRAVE: Olusegun Governor Lawal
BROKEN HEARTED
For on that day flowed from within unimaginable pain On the night of a full moon did she seek my blood I was standing yet felt I was falling down the drain On my feelings and emotions she gladly trod Now in tears I write She never loved me,it was only a dream My weakness… Continue reading BROKEN HEARTED
MY SALTY PEARLS
I have wanted this More than The barren hag Craved The feel of sucking lips On the nipples of her wilted, Virgin breasts. Wanting, My nerves have rippled Like the irked pond Protesting The forceful entry Of Mr. Frog Spearing its waters. Have I not prayed Even as sin Dilutes my tottering faith; But water… Continue reading MY SALTY PEARLS
DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCUS TASTES?
a soft fart slowly set free gives smelly bliss a tear drop on grieving lips tastes salty sweet … do you know how mucus tastes sucked while weeping? the itch’s pleasure it is heavenly! ever felt it? … exist to exit life is simple why that frown? live to leave mind little things nothing lasts… Continue reading DO YOU KNOW HOW MUCUS TASTES?
CLOUDS CRY
There i sat Watching the black clouds eclipse the sun watching it weep incessantly Its silver tears showers from the sky perhaps for good measure as time is fashioned to this performance The birds run for they’re nest nested by the greens of nature standing tall staying put for as many that got along grew… Continue reading CLOUDS CRY