What loathsome nights every night,
As I cuddle my cactus pillows,
In sacchariferous despondency.
And the beefy sky is always heavy,
Laden and obese with my tears,
I'd sit and watch it rain,
But the world always make burlesque of me,
What a bleak and desolate world?
UUCHENNA
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LOATHSOME NIGHTS
Tuesday, 16 February 2016
A jewel
A treasure money cannot buy,
A gift only God can give,
It's not gold it's not diamond,
Amber alexandrite none of it,
Something far needful than the moon,
Far more precious than the stars,
Something I can't own that owns me,
I found it in her eyes nose and smiles,
Her voice kindness and heart,
This I can say is not achievement,
Personification of fulfillment I'll shout,
Grateful I bow to the womb that bore you,
Blessed be the day we met,
As you take my heart on the voyage,
Please watch my steps for me,
Because I left my brain behind.
Monday, 15 February 2016
I LOVE ME
Through the storms I hold unto me,
As the sunrise hits the beautiful me,
This I've never told anyone I'll tell me.
No beauty race have you ever won,
On no glorious adventure have you gone,
No muscled arms or back have you got,
Your abs not six packs I see just one,
But me I love and dream of daily.
Years may pass climates may change,
But if constance means death,
Then with joy I will embrace it,
Cause the universe may pass away,
But my love for me will hold till eternity.
And when finally I'm called to glory,
I will not rot and melt like all others,
Like Egyptian mummies I'll be prepared,
So all parts of lovely me will be intact,
And may be in a millennium I'll be a museum.
Then my love for lovely me will conquer death,
Forever protected day and night,
By generations unborn,
And sciences unseen.
Ifunanya (Love)
In a world so vast and built like a maze,
Stumbling drunk dizzy and daze,
Bruising my heart keeping the fire ablaze,
When it seemed like hope took flight,
At the end of ends I saw light,
Like a gentle dream in a fiery night,
I found what I've seeked will all might,
A God sent she's everything,
All I desire a ride on your godly wing,
For more else I ask you nothing,
You are a jewel I promise not a plaything,
At the finish line I've found the one,
Love I searched for Ifunanya I saw,
You have been there all along,
All I had to was translate your name.
Sunday, 25 January 2015
FAKE A SMILE
Sweat always come running down my cheek,
But I wipe it before it becomes tears,
Though countless I'm pierced,
In my heart with poisoned arrows,
And the sun pours it's cancerous rays,
Upon my innocent brow,
I always manage to stand erect,
Look life in the face and fake a smile.
Tuesday, 14 October 2014
Dying Heart
With a voice as cunning as a cactus garden,
And eyes innocent like a hyena in dark,
Approaching, stepping cautiously like a lioness on hunt,
Driven with malice of unknown origin.
As naive and unsuspecting as I can be,
Arms outstretched in greeting to a supposed friend,
Who violently and remorseless dashed at my heart,
With a throbbing pain my ribs cracked as my heart left.
An innocent heart now lie dying in a hospital bed,
"We'll try our best but hope is slim." The doctors said,
As night slowly closes on this dying heart,
I'd like to remark; it tried it's best to live.
Friday, 26 September 2014
Treasure (2)
A treasure in a restricted area,
Inside the area so well hidden,
Hidden I'm the only person condemned,
Condemned not to find it at all cost,
Really painful when that person is you,
Especially when you are dying in need,
And it's all will ever want and need,
You will look back and all you'll see is pain,
It will embrace you so hard you'll break,
You'll break to hard you won't heal,
To the point that when you think of healing,
You'll sound so pathetic you will realize,
That it's all illusions you can't push away,
And then all the illusions of healing,
Becomes a pressing burden,
A burden you would want to step out of,
Even if it's for a moment,
But deep down you know,
You are broken and that's all there is,
You are in pain and in it you will forever dwell.
You are changed and will never be the same.