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Ramblita - MY Poetry Collection by Nobody: 12:51pm On Jan 05, 2015 |
TWELVE MONTHS Since January, I have been watching, carefully stalking Hoping and praying that someday we would start talking Right then in February, I made the first move ‘Cause I wanted you in my life as a permanent ‘groove’ Still in February, month of love, spirit of valentine I bought you gifts and for you I robbed, almost face the guillotine Month of March, we became alien, like friends in Palestine I kept hoping and became as soft as galantine April ravings, I told you my mind You laughed at me; your bravery was one of a kind I never saw you through till June and my love for you, still confined You hugged me with tears and said yes! Crazy; my state of mind We were all love and smiles till late August When you went down in severe chills and left my mind scattered like sawdust In three weeks you were hairless, was this the same beauty goddess? Was this the same lady whom I proudly called the cutest? Early September, doctor said you had critical cancer “Is this the end of me?” you asked, no was my answer You braved it and in September, you learnt and became good dancer November came, you were weak, down very much with bosom cancer I prayed to the heavens but all I got from God was silence In your face was total sadness, your heart full of dryness December came and you were lively, went on my knees and thanked His Highness You kissed me and two days later you were cold and lifeless Twelve months of struggle, love and heartbreak Quiet I became, filled with heart ache Devastated and lonely, my fragile heart ached I wondered why life wasn’t long, shortcake Life has taught me lessons Given me curse and blessings It’s full of darkness and lightning It’s full of activities but the time is too short and too tight, leggings Good night love, my half-heart for twelve months. WE REGRET A lot of stories a lot of lies fingers pointing no results We remember those times when they stood with hungry faces clearly stricken by poverty so we pitied them They came to us with sweet words saying they know our plight and will fight for us Lies!!! All lies! With ink stains on our thumbs and joy in our hearts smiles on our faces we put them in office Crocodile tears of gratitude hungry eyes of theirs they looked at us and praised us for "doing the right thing" Days, weeks and years gone by no sign of them close by I hear they live in mansions while we live in mud huts They only come when they need us they never feed us nothing to show for our stains stains on the thumbs put on paper We regret the times we wasted standing under the hot sun shouting their praises, we regret. We regret the ink we allowed to touch us the papers we put in boxes yes we regret we shall always regret IMAGE OF HER (Quatern) She is an archangel The ‘she’ version of Gabriel Definitely the unknown descendant of Abel Her beauty is almost unreal as though in a fable Maybe, ‘Cause she flawless and it got me thinking like a premature baby As Lately, The thoughts of her overpower me greatly Mind’s on fire Soul’s taken higher Heart’s melody sweeter than a choir’s ‘Cause when she talks, even wars gets a ceasefire They say perfection don’t exist That is a lie I must admit To her, my soul is an addict She is perfection and that is my verdict WE HAD A FAMILY We had a family from long ago We lived in peace and love Devoid of violence except for War against disallowed exodus into our land Suddenly we had monsters in priestly garments Telling us that we lived in the dark and the deadly ages That we need to develop pass all those stages And embrace the civilization of the Mercedes They told us to go to the church and mosque To abandon our old ways We accepted Then our family started to rip apart Suddenly we turned villains Our brother became our enemies The family broke and we knew not of love anymore Peace became a tense of the past We no longer eat from the same plate We no longer unite anymore Our land and our blessings are being sold But all we do is fight it all bloody Our sense of humanity gone All the killings we’ve done We refer to our brothers as “they” See each other as infidels We’ve been divided and we’re ruled A family gone We had a family And it was Africa. |
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