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Don’t hate me because you can’t be me. It’s hard to kick against the bricks don’t you think?

I don’t talk like you, or think like you. My only crime is allowing you see a piece of me.

Guess looking into my soul made you realize how empty yours is.

I can’t help that I stand out, can’t fret cause I am talked about.

Y’all grew up in the same hood, ate the same food.
Memories in black and white, all boring without color.

You wish you knew me heck you wish you were me.

I am quiet, I am silent. I am unmoving. I am unafraid.

Y’all can’t f*ck with me, I am God’s kid so watch this space #####

 
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Posted by on May 29, 2015 in Poetry

 

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Chocolate-Flavoured Vodka!

The story of a gal and a guy 😉
Toasting ko easy, even when it seems like everything don click, e fit scatter, Gbam!

Here’s a poetic war of love between my friend V and I, don’t pity him too much, he enjoyed small….

Vodka:
Am swimming in a sea of dark brown goodness. Aphrodisiac kind sweetness Chocolate dreams giving me the stiffness.
U dig?
Must be made in Amsterdam, guilty pleasures handed out in minute measures which to some be an overdose,
I got the vodka, let’s make a toast!
Chocolate:
5 feet away & I still miss you sitting and thinking of how I wanna kiss you.
My vodka, my sweet, not gonna let any man diss you.
Playing hide&seek & stolen kisses so nobody sees you.
Xxx

Vodka:
Chocolate hymns,
chocolate dreams,
chocolate streams I’m swimming in.
Please!
Chocolate hymns in my ear. Chocolate in front, chocolate in the rear.
How does chocolate know that I do like her?
Well that’s easy, eyes blood shot, tools hell hot from a touch.
Got vodka passing boiling point. Sensations got nerves jangling as they travel down part synapses Got me thirsting for a relapse after asking for an end.
Pity my health with this trend,
I got the one willy wonka didn’t have.
Like usher I got it bad.
Aphrodite’s jealous;
mad at your song.

Chocolate:
I want you so bad I get jitters when u come near,
I have to fight falling for you. You’re so manly, so erotic
you smile&I turn to jelly. Someone save me…
I couldn’t give up true love for a facade
but a l’il part of me is hoping you fall for me hard
so that I have a good excuse to change the path of my destiny if I choose to.
Like pretend luv,
cos I cant justify my feelings.
How can you care for 2? Still want you,
still miss you,
still like you so so much.
For a whole week I fancied myself in love with you
but after I finally got the courage to say it
I realised that I didn’t feel the release I should have.
Guess it was probably me still on the verge of falling or deeply infatuated.
Give me some more time, my feelings will make sense.

~And then she dropped the bombshell~

I picked him over you. I’m marrying him.
He may not be perfect but I love him.
I’m sorry I hurt you, wish things were different.
You’ll make a woman a good husband, I’m sorry i’m not that woman.

Vodka has remained speechless till today!
Drink in silence….
Have a great day peeps and remember chicks, guys have it tough too, no matter the lyrics, sometimes ko si kankan 😉

 
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Posted by on November 4, 2010 in Poetry

 

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Chocolate-flavored Vodka!

The story of a gal and a guy 😉
Toasting ko easy, even when it seems like everything don click, e fit scatter, Gbam!

Here’s a poetic war of love between my friend V and I, don’t pity him too much, he enjoyed small….

Vodka:
Am swimming in a sea of dark brown goodness. Aphrodisiac kind sweetness Chocolate dreams giving me the stiffness.
U dig?
Must be made in Amsterdam, guilty pleasures handed out in minute measures which to some be an overdose,
I got the vodka, let’s make a toast!
Chocolate:
5 feet away & I still miss you sitting and thinking of how I wanna kiss you.
My vodka, my sweet, not gonna let any man diss you.
Playing hide&seek & stolen kisses so nobody sees you.
Xxx

Vodka:
Chocolate hymns,
chocolate dreams,
chocolate streams I’m swimming in.
Please!
Chocolate hymns in my ear. Chocolate in front, chocolate in the rear.
How does chocolate know that I do like her?
Well that’s easy, eyes blood shot, tools hell hot from a touch.
Got vodka passing boiling point. Sensations got nerves jangling as they travel down part synapses Got me thirsting for a relapse after asking for an end.
Pity my health with this trend,
I got the one willy wonka didn’t have.
Like usher I got it bad.
Aphrodite’s jealous;
mad at your song.

Chocolate:
I want you so bad I get jitters when u come near,
I have to fight falling for you. You’re so manly, so erotic
you smile&I turn to jelly. Someone save me…
I couldn’t give up true love for a facade
but a l’il part of me is hoping you fall for me hard
so that I have a good excuse to change the path of my destiny if I choose to.
Like pretend luv,
cos I cant justify my feelings.
How can you care for 2? Still want you,
still miss you,
still like you so so much.
For a whole week I fancied myself in love with you
but after I finally got the courage to say it
I realised that I didn’t feel the release I should have.
Guess it was probably me still on the verge of falling or deeply infatuated.
Give me some more time, my feelings will make sense.

~And then she dropped the bombshell~

I picked him over you. I’m marrying him.
He may not be perfect but I love him.
I’m sorry I hurt you, wish things were different.
You’ll make a woman a good husband, I’m sorry i’m not that woman.

Vodka has remained speechless till today!
Drink in silence….
Have a great day peeps and remember chicks, guys have it tough too, no matter the lyrics, sometimes ko si kankan 😉

 
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Posted by on November 4, 2010 in Poetry

 

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EVOL~

——My version of the story——

Life blows both hot and cold For a green horn not even old.
Wolves in sheep’s clothing Cost nothing but a farthing.
So like a vulnerable reindeer Not ready to succumb to its predator, I masterminded a subtle disguise And went forth to subdue the world. With the pretended wisdom of a professional, I curtailed an unsuspecting buck.
But Oh foolish me, I didn’t realize that the coin bears two sides
‘Tis the summer of long ago. What fun we had you can never imagine. Your fine ears would tingle
At all our funny jingles
And without a further thought,
On and on I waltzed with my delectable ally
On and on we delved until Cinderella’s clock chimed twelve!

Alas…………………
I had run out of time
Winter was drawing near and the prize was still not mine for the taking.
I succumbed to the words of greener horns
And sold my precious coat in exchange for the prize.

Oh poor soul,
After giving your fair coat, one which had never been hurt or even mal-handled into the hands of the keeper of the prize,

It was returned to you rejected and not just the same and the prize refused you.

Oh life, your coat will heal and its sheen return
but one must pray that the pining does stop
For it must be that yours was never meant to be.
…………………………………………………

~ The Version told under the mango tree~

‘Tis the tale did go,
Two summers ago,
A lad and lass
danced once again
to the wondrous tune
of the sisters of fate
The lass
(bless her heart)
was nothing but a minor
not aware of the unexpected visit
of our flighty cupid
Their paths sure did cross
in a very remarkable way
and if one was to say modernly,
in the fashion of the times,
one would say theirs was surely
A meeting on the line

They talked and talked
My, my, dear gentlemen and ladies of the audience
Your fine ears would tingle
at their morally shocking jingles.

The lass (poor dear) was awed by the stranger
But as would be expected, that didn’t affect her chatter
On and on they went,
As surely as the clock strikes ten
So bold she did go
Like a reindeer in the snow
until a heady climax was reached

She was asked to be his queen
She shied away like a scared donkey
And brayed unintelligibly
till her prince was distraught.
He chastised himself on his mistake
For ever dreaming she was the one
And all was sad up in heaven
as the lass and lad different paths were driven.

Hear!! Hear!!
In this whirl and twirl
And tumult within and without,
Hope’s little fingers remains crossed
As she beholds the lass’s despair
only she sees the rainbow beyond the looming dark clouds.
………………………………………………..

There are times when right beautiful things
Could come at the wrongest of times
To the wrongest of people.

When God with his uncanny humor
Would make the paths of the most unsuitable enigmas cross

The physicists say opposites attract
but the counselors say you must have something in common.
Which do I follow, science or ethics.

Poor me! Being a science student has affected my choice unconsciously,
As I have waltzed to the tunes of Sir. Isaac Newton and Lord Earnest Rutherford not to mention Madame Curie.

I have fallen for the wrongest of people,
A prize not even mine for the taking
A real jewel in the rough.

What is it about him,
that leaves me sleepless at night?
My parents would chastise me,
my friends despise me,
my colleagues disapprove of me,

Shouldn’t I use my head in this matter,
why do I succumb to the yearnings of my heart?

This is a man who scorns etiquettes.
A man who is as wily as a cat.
A man or yet even so a boy

But sometimes at night, I remember his smile
And the look in his eyes as he mercilessly teases me.

I mustn’t fall but alas I fell a long time ago.
He leaves me ever so vulnerable but gullible I am not!!!
……………………………………………….

 
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Posted by on November 4, 2010 in Poetry

 

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Love’s Second Coming!

     I’ve heard people say that if one could grasp the meaning of love
One would be one step nearer to recognizing and emanating that true feeling

God is love
If man could only comprehend
The magnitude of this simple sentence
Then the greatest wisdom of all would have been attained

Love is patient…
An all-powerful God continues to coax an unrelenting people
To mend their ways.

Love is kind…
A God who hearkened to the cries of his people
In the affliction they had brought upon themselves because of their sins
And stretched out his mighty hand

Love is gentle…
The God who made the rambling mountains, the dangerous precipices
And the vast universe also made the delicate petals of a rose
And painstakingly designed the wings of the beautiful butterfly

Love does not seek its own way…
The all-powerful God could have compelled us,
Who are but specks before him to obey and worship
But instead gave us a will of our own and a choice to do what is right

Greater love had not a man than he lays his life for his brothers
God showed an undying love
Through His dying Son

A special being devoid of all sin and unrighteousness
100% man
100% God

He was sent with a message
A seed borne out of love for a perverse and lost generation
A depraved mankind on its way to destruction

He loved us
Didn’t even spare his only son
His son’s blood was all it took to save us forever

Oh God, What love!
That we may grasp the wonders of this emotion

Emotion?
Love is not just feeling
Neither is it passing or based on circumstances brought before you

Love is God
For if you have not love, you have not God
Love is your one-way ticket to the throne room of God

Little wonder, God is love
And as Jesus said I am in my father and my father is in me
So Jesus is love and also the way, the truth and the life.
I love you

———————————————-

Like a thief in the night,
He has promised to return for his own,
Pure rapture to be caught up with Him,
Never to be separated again.
Rapture for some, chaos for others
As the world is unexpectedly thrust into an event predicted long ago.

Much wailing is heard and gnashing of teeth
As mother is separated from daughter,
husband from wife.
Could it have been prevented?

Alas no, for what God has spoken will surely not return to him void

Then perhaps more could have been warned of the glorious arrival of the Lamb,

But alas, the Christians tried but more of them were concerned with being found worthy enough to be raptured
Than telling others of the woe that would befall those who missed the glorious respite from the world before the onset of doom.

Would one call them selfish?
Not at all for the basic message of truth, the salvation given us by Jesus Christ was preached a long time ago to all who would listen and believe

For righteousness and an easy passage to heaven were assured by accepting Him as Lord and Savior.

He who wins a soul is wise!

 
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Posted by on November 4, 2010 in Poetry

 

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Infatuation!

They were drawn together by a remarkable twist of fate.
A friendship borne out of a mist, promising bliss
Cupid hovered around, his bow and arrow poised
Waiting to commence a lifelong relationship
But out of nowhere, a stumbling block arose.
What started out as a mere pebble became a rumbling mountain.
A force greater than them both shook our fragile foundation
And thrust them apart a million miles away.
What could have been a prelude to love became mere indifference And both were left to salvage whatever remained.
The bond had been broken Strangers again did they become
Both swore that the other had meant nothing.
Cupid sagged his shoulders in disappointment
At the loss of such a perfect match.
The sisters of fate bowed their heads in shame as though the situation was not inevitable.
Only one, our sister Hope,
Sees a glimmer of light at the end of this long dark tunnel
Into which they have been thrust.
………………………………………………….

Oh, how wondrous this feeling is
One minute, soaring through the clouds
Then another, free falling to the depths
Yet only a shadow of the real thing.
A fleeting image of things not yet come.
Its force as strong as a tumultuous storm
It holds its captives spell bound
As they wade through its insecure waters
Shadows of the deep eagerly wait to capture their prey
A mighty obsession it turns out to be
A quest for true love not yet within reach.
An infatuation no less
Engaging the most unsuspecting personage.
*2nd Runner Up, International Amateur Poetry Contest, 2002.
………………………………………………………………..

 
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Posted by on November 4, 2010 in Poetry

 

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Walking Wet Dreams and Hunky Blokes ;-)

          He creepwalked into my life, looking fly like the covers of a glossy magazine.
Dripping with sophistication, coated with his own brand of cool, redefining suave, full of swagger like a cuban cigar or a bottle of chardonnay.
He added flavour to my life, spiced up my appetite, his blend of life adding fire to mine.
He was tall as a fulani warrior, fair as d sun, his shoulders broad like d plains of egypt and his torso hard like a cut diamond.
He stole my breath away then gave it back in minute measures.
He hung my heart on his chest, dictating my every beat, swore to love and protect it as it shone brightly decorating his chiseled uniform.
That’s who he was, commander in chief of my ship.
The king of my heart. He was my lover’s rock and heart throb.
He made me blush in several ways and moan in many languages
He was virile as a greek god, women fought over him but I always had the prize.
Even when I lost focus & it seemed he grew impatient of my insecurity and immaturity, his love bridged the gap, healing my broken wing and making my heart glad.
He made my heart aflutter and so high, he was my ladder, leaning on him I could touch the sky.
He is my sun and I am his earth and it will take a while before we get tired of revolving round eachother.
A new chapter we write as we dance d dance of love, arms entwined and hearts as one, my model and I always on the cover of your magazine…

————————————————

From the first time I set my eyes on you
It’s been a walking wet dream
You turn me on beyond my wildest fantasies
And the anticipation of your kisses lives me agitated
Where have you been all my life?
You sexy Greek mortal
Your body moves in gentle rhythm setting my pulses on edge
Your eyes set fire in my very soul.
I gasp for breath at the anticipation of your touch
Oh darling, I’ve heard that you can’t be mine,
that you won’t be mine.
Maidens have testified of your icy coolness but to me it only emphasizes your sexuality.
Why does this crush befall me at such a crucial time in my life when I wish I were as far away from men as possible.
How I wish the sister’s of fate where kind that they would allow you fall as hard for me as I have
fallen for you.
If not I pray fervently that this phase of my life pass quickly so that I might be relieved from this burning desire!

————————————————

First time I saw you I wondered how it would feel to get lost in your arms.
The way you listened and seemed to understand the whims of others made me wonder if there was a lucky girl.
Unfortunately, there was!
What I feel for you is different from what I’ve ever felt for any guy.
Your thoughtfulness, understanding and empathy made me respect you and crave for your friendship.
Soon after that I noticed your evident strength of mind and character and sheer maleness.
I didn’t think you’d ever notice me and once I even felt you disliked me but how wrong I was.
I may not be at all certain if you have even the littlest feelings of love for me but your smile assures me that you certainly do not have any hatred in your heart for me.
Till the day when my wish comes true and you beg me to become your one true love
I’ll hold on as tightly as I can to the friendship struggling to be built!

———————————————

I used to think that life was cool
I thought I had all I’d ever need
until one starry night you walked into my life
Then all changed…
Now I’m left with only confusion because I feel so strange.
Some people say it’s part of growing up but only you could possibly do this to me
I’m young, I protest!
Because of this my feelings are caged
I cannot express myself, I cry.
I’m just so immature
I wonder if you’ll understand
Sometimes, I feel that what would become of me
if I finally realized that it is love I feel
Your patience may have run out
But what if…a hidden voice says
What if it’s not love, I can’t bear to think that
But still, I feel so confused…
Please give me a chance,
And if you really love me like you say,
you’ll wait for me.

This last poem was written when I was 12 years old, for a sweet boy who departed this world, some years ago! R.I.P Gbenga Adeyeri, We never got to go out… May your gentle soul rest in perfect peace! 😦

 
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Posted by on November 4, 2010 in Poetry

 

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