Category Archives: Poetry

I’m a Prostitute

Posted on October 15, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

In actions I believe though it’s a forceful belief In love, I go mute ’cause I’m a prostitute Parents left when I was twelve not a penny in our shelve Family lent some hands But only to remove my pants … Continue reading →

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Lost in time

Posted on October 15, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Now his foes yawn throughout the day and their table craves for a flower vase and a drop box. They have killed the unicorn! But their hands are stainless but their eyes are daisy. Arindam Banerjee

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I am only I

Posted on October 15, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

You are Attired and Arrayed and Assured in your conspicuous excellence, And I am only I Think, imagine, picture yourself as a tree of great shade See in your mind its immensity Its mighty boughs and the birds among them. … Continue reading →

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Holding Almost

Posted on October 15, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

As one gets older Getting older seems to change. Time no longer passes The way a car passes, Getting smaller in the distance, Concentrating, Consolidating; the thing That passed a moment ago And the spot that dots the road’s end … Continue reading →

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The Slap

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I often put the cart before The horse I imagine my books Selling by the millions And that City Lights Paid me the highest Honour by having My ‘Chronicles of Kennzio’ in its window Same things happens With women. I … Continue reading →

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Dreaming Diego

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

Writing and painting have no difference, You wait on your blank canvas muse, In the mud and slime, an idea blows by, Maybe you catch it, maybe you don’t, If you do, suddenly, the seed, becomes The flower, and then, … Continue reading →

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We Two

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

I want to paint your portrait Nude surrounded by Hummingbirds and Doves I want to be the sun You lie down on The sensual sounds of your Words My feathers a golden task Inviting you Into the rainforest Where I … Continue reading →

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The Ice Cream Man Is Burning

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

The place is on fire the entire place flames devour holy man and infidel alike the young girls unblemished, lurch down the street human torch-light uncorrupted, screams buzz saw into smoke pigeons dissolve into feathery ash. I have found the … Continue reading →

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The Magical

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

The breeze, the light, the warmth, the grass, the shadows, the paper, the lines around everything, the leaves, the cigarette butts, the tourists, the mothers, the sons, the sleeping cats, the waving American flag, the beat drummed, the electric guitar, … Continue reading →

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On the East Bank of the Mississippi River, New Orleans

Posted on May 3, 2014 by Ijagun Poetry Journal

They come here to drown they don’t know it but they come here, they come here to drown even if it isn’t certain they don’t know what they are doing they come here to this place this time to drown … Continue reading →

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