Category Archives: Poetry

I have come this far with you

I have come this far with you now at this crossroads I must either press on with you or take my leave I am emotionally falling apart and the centre of my psyche is fast losing its firm hold I … Continue reading

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Looking for a chink in the wall

Agama The red-headed one With a mighty comb Nodding in fury Like a pressed cock Finding a foolish fowl To quench the fire of his furious groins Agama Why looking for a chink in the wall Why not climb and … Continue reading

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You Said

You said, “Well, what did he do?” I took a pause. It is simple and now. I will take a break Since you asked if I have not been thinking straight. You asked it now and so I say, “I … Continue reading

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The Working Man

I remember that salty first kiss I gave him so many years ago, Two children, same age and so naïve. It was the kind that sits on your tongue in its chamber Lurking in the lavish dismay of minutes passing … Continue reading

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Crazy

Crazy, crazy, crazy is this life, You think you have some grasp But find you are dancing With a corpse of maggots So you steel yourself Become uptight, Anal, The clock is ticking, Time is money Money is blood – … Continue reading

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My DOG

Like any boy I wanted a Dog But my father’s answer to all things was “You are too young” One day someone heard my pleas Brought a mongrel street dog he had found My father objected However that man My … Continue reading

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Voice of Sorrow

Maami! This is not to be eaten The three-day-left eba with palmoil and salt Asake! The only thing left is this Though the smell is putrid We just have try so that we won’t throw up But the taste is … Continue reading

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The Picture Frame

It was nice of me in that frame No shame ever greeted my face I was the most handsome then Then, I was great with music Songs danced were worth danced Likewise, the proverb was worth acted on Still, I … Continue reading

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Defining Meaning

history is in constant mourning of all days prior thousand-yard stare across a panorama of nothing that used to be everything and the mind knows better than to simply wipe the slate clean – though, this will be to its … Continue reading

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Lessons in Repetition

concentration of moths confined in an area, defined by the streetlight’s narrow reach. carcinogenic smoke is nothing in the pitch-black, out of sight unless with infrared. god doesn’t notice and i evade his written list of people to slow-purge with … Continue reading

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