Kiss me quickly! Chasing away this shadow of reality Turn truth to doubt by the closeness of our lips Yet this... this... the fact that lingers... It is not love; it is not lust But calculated affection that bindsus yet is it not safer so, is it not enough?...
She weighs upon my chest words that make no sense, Much nonsense put on paper with the many blip-blips to censor dark expression flowing from a broken center
My muse damns me to this inspiration, Choke-filled with life’s putrid manifestation Vexed from the stings of bites not felt yet heard and seen…
I am ANGRY! because its Death for breakfast, War and Anarchy! My pain is palpable- come- cut, taste with me- This muse is ours, Awakenings to life’s woes she showers us constantly
Even in the comfort of home, exposed by the media drawing my attention to the next bomb that explodes, Reports of wars-disasters and poverty “Oops! This just in, more fatalities…” Fake- ass governments and their bullshit policies, Resolute terrorists making God seem the enemy…
Her essence causing these scales fall- BUT resiliently, For lies will always be sweeter than honesty, now lying naked to the truth and left questioning, Existence!… is it Hell or is it Purgatory?
Cruel star, burning
Renders us UV-ray scares
Glad I've got Sun-screen!Barbecuing sky,
Do you like your humans crisp?
I'm almost ready!
Nerve wrecking heat wave
Blame it on global warming
Feels like I'm melting!
I smile as I see your face in my wallet… Traces of you that had begun to fade and as I am reminded Sadness drapes over me-thick curtains at the Epiphany… ” I lost you that day, most certainly”
I stare a little longer The portal to your soulgiving life to you portrait, Your eyes beaming back at me, I hear your laughter- Deep, Commanding… Gentle, I breathe a sigh with eyesclosed and hold you in my mental.
2 years you’ve been gone, it feels like 3 Death was cruel to snatch you from me, Each year passes bringing its distance Your birthday last year… forgive me, I missed it 😦 But it doesn’t mean you are lost to me Neither are you forgotten, ‘Just wish I didn’t have to depend on a picture, I’d rather stare at you in person!
Deeply embedded you are in my history The foundation of my family tree… To forget you Papa… would be to forget me. So I’ll hold on to your pictures and be reminded In hope that at journey’s end we’ll be reunited
Worlds Toilet Day making known my country’s shame… The tally, 34 million taking a dump on the streets! Where then do we put our feet?! … In fear of stepping on shit
How can the leaders deny development? Still a far cry… Citizens watch with eyes blood shot as state wealth streams amongst lesser gods
These lesser dogs, Tearing away at the meat Won’t even invite us beggars to the feast So we lay out on the streets Watching for scarps from their tables to eat I even hear a spiritual leader’s got a gold toilet seat! Probably passes out holy shit
O well, The whole world’s gone to hell so why am I bemused? …Totally confused!
Country surrounded by water, A hydroelectric dam, yet my people defaecate in gutters hardly any power in town
I swear, I can’t stop babbling
The whole thing makes me pissed
I can feel them defecating on me, these
thieves for Politicians filling their
already full pot-bellies, no plans of recompense…
A shout out to the lesser gods dogs “HAVE SOME F*@!ING COMMON SENSE!!!!“
As Nigeria joined the rest of the world to mark this year’s World Toilet Day, a joint UNICEF and World Health Organisation 2012 report has revealed that estimated 34 million Nigerians practice open defecation.
Green light comes on and its a “go” signaling, signaling… Yet traffic, moving slow, matching the envy in my heart dazzling green light monster mocking its very meat
Green light comes on to stun Signalling, signaling… The dot sign, green on my screen becomes distraction. Emerald light that feeds my greed These odds desires, I have no need!
*google image* … Laughing Tayo? 😀
Green light please turn red, bring this traffic to an end! My emotions in need of release a stop to your shine to bring an ease But will you ever lose your glow? the answer I am yet to know. Surely your green light I will see, yet I pray my heart will not skip a beat.
And though our backs be turned for a while I still look upon your green light and smile….
I saw the “Y U NO…” Poster and I just had to put it up there for laughs 😀 … A sort of sweet and sour effect… I hope it worked! 😉
I see nothing speak nothing hear nothing My monkeys 3, in a state of Nirvana
Dwelling in nothingness, Paralyzed by emptiness Too tired to be angry Could one be more sad?
It feels painful just to breathe yet I hold it in till I am pale Probably for the torture Probably to prove I still exist.
I war against image and color closing my eyes to lose sight wanting them all to disappear atleast for a moment those daily icons of life
I want nothing! not to breath! not to speak! Not to see!
I push away all that is beautiful From sight, to sound, to word
Turning off my radio, Dismissing friends, I become silence itself,
I want nothing … Not even to feel.
Even a happy life cannot be without a measure of darkness, and the word happy would lose its meaning if it were not balanced by sadness. It is far better to take things as they come along with patience and equanimity.- Carl Jung
She’s crying again, her vibrating sobs seem to echo through. There’s talk about doctors and pills and how time seems to be running out. I can feel the build up of tension as it invades my space, voices raise as the conversation reaches its climax and then something slams shut. We are alone again, she, drowning in her tears and I, left to feeling every bit of her pain.
Its quiet, there’s little movement and shes breathing calmly now… She’s asleep I believe. This is the only time I get to exist without her negative air trying to choke the peace out of me… Its been like this for a few days now, up until then she had been a much jollier person. I have experienced her many emotions during the course of my existence but this feeling of hurt had never been so intense till she found out about me. Often times I wonder if I am the reason for her tears, shouldn’t I be here? ….Maybe if I keep still long enough she will forget that I’m here and things will return to normal, but I doubt that will work, it would only make me even more uncomfortable.
She wakes and I don’t feel that intense sadness anymore, it seems to have been replaced by this unexplainable calm while she slept. I’m not sure I like this sensation… there’s this feeling of disconnect, almost as though she’s keeping her true feelings from me and I’m left all alone in this weightless wonderland. I hear her voice as she speaks to an unheard other, the word “doctor” comes up again and an appointment has just been set for tomorrow… If only I could go back to the first 3 moons of my existence when it was all about food and swimming, she felt happier and so did I… Now all I may ever know is her feeling of regret and my feeling of rejection…
“There is nothing in the whole world so painful as feeling that one is not liked. It always seems to me that people who hate me must be suffering from some kind of lunacy.” – Sei Shonagon