
Shackles on my feet
The ******* of the past
Thou held me out
Piercing my heart with bitterness
I tried to come undone
Portraying the beauty of the future
Wearing you like a cunning smile
Setting ablaze a binding heart
I let go
Letting deep like a broken vase
Pouring out it's flowery gaze
Turning love astray
Oh some foretelling
Relieving bad memories
Revealing the aches of oneself
Attaching a Biography to pain
Beautiful but broken
A Potter's broken piece
Stunning but broken
Leading to the ways of no return
Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Jan 27, 2021
Jan 27, 2021 at 3:01 PM UTC
Fixating my eyes
Stripping your beauty piece by piece
That I may show thy beauty
Beautiful maiden
Among pleasantry ladies of May
Dancing like an Arabian night
Laying down by thy side
Listening to the sounds of the night
Wondering how my heart captured thy flower
Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Jan 6, 2021
Jan 6, 2021 at 9:23 AM UTC
Sing me a sweet carol
Twinkling sounds of happiness
Upon merriments of joyous celebrations
A time for joy
A holiday season
Old traditions new memories
Glows on the trees
Love all around
Kisses under the mistletoe
Thou gave us thy son
On a manger he was born
Our wishes came through
A king came
Special gifts he brought
Oh what a delight
Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Dec 26, 2020
Dec 26, 2020 at 4:13 AM UTC
The sweeten of nature
Giving life an edge
Tasting paradise at its fullest
Oh what a glorious sight
An awakening to the beauty
Of nature's pavilion
Behold the blue skies
Granting my eyes it's utmost splendour
A view like never before
Gracing my imagination
Drawing the cloud's curtains
Welcoming the god-crust of nature
Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 6:25 AM UTC
Exiting the blackness of the night
Thou tiny mediocre awakes
Arising with casual elegance
Biding the night farewell
Singing it's welcoming lullaby
Pouring out it's gorgeous golden-blinding
I feel it's presence
Sending overpowering bright lights
Bedazzling our minds
Oh radiant one
Thy golden fingers of sunlight
I receive your relentless dappling
Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Dec 2, 2020
Dec 2, 2020 at 6:09 AM UTC
Have thou reached casa isolata?
Shimmer of paradise it bestowed
Beautiful lands it rested upon
Sorroundings of fruitful clementine
An empire of pride
Casa isolata
I hear the callings of thy chimes
Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Nov 23, 2020
Nov 23, 2020 at 11:34 AM UTC
Our husband
Thou look in my eyes no more
I reek of old wine
Thy mouth spaketh
But thou saith nothing
I hear drums
Ceremonial beatings
Your smile I longed to behold
The peepings of the crowds
Your attire I longed to touch
Favourite of thy bossom
I know your heart
Belongings of another
Stories at the market square
Thou findeth thy favourite
Old clothes
Thou look away
Old heart
Thou embrace no more
Longing afresh a new favourite
Welcome
Our husband knows your heartbeat
Preparations of thy entrance
Our husband's favourite bossom
Welcome, our new wine
Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 7:20 AM UTC
The lighting from afar
Near sight of hope
Seeing an absurd vanity of believe
O thou Golden gate
Endearing truimph on fragmented victory
Loud low-pitches
Sending messages afloat miles
Upon glittering luster of waves
Telling the wind it's courage
Professing life on Sea
Corne de brume
Welcome aboard our feeryboat
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 7:10 AM UTC
We will charge harder
Yes sir!
We will strike when it is cold
Yes sir!
Let's go by night
Yes sir!
Prepare the feeryboats and other vessels
Yes sir!
Send them West at once
Yes sir!
Charge our men forward
Yes sir!
Eliminate thy enemies
Yes sir!
Crucify their men to the cross
Yes sir!
Their women
Bring spoils from the merry
Yes sir!
Gold
Your dignity of war
Yes sir!
What's with the yes sir?
Yes sir!
Incompetency tthou keep under thy bossom
Yes sir!
Are you sure you can lead,
Thy men to battle?
Yes sir!
What's with the yes sir?
Yes sir!
Colnel!
Yes sir!
Thou look less serious
Yes sir!
Go forth and disseminate thy rivals
Yes sir!
Go now!
Yes sir!
Go!
Yes sir!
What are thou waiting for?
Yes sir!
Written Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 7:05 AM UTC
At the church of all saints
Singing glorious tunes
Hymns and harmonious voices
The father, an altar he stood in front
His passing
Life if an exited fellow
Can we say something?
Say to the saints
The tears of many
Words much but little
An ovation so small
Ashes to ashes
Keeping nothing in your remembrance
He once stood here
A man like God
He jouryned with the saints
Wait a minute
His family speaks
Tell them
He once stood here
Only to stand no more
Did he perish?
Wait a minute
Did he perish?
I said speak
He had no vision
The mantle perished long ago
Did he wait for the saints?
No, the morning after
I see a congregation
Mourning a death of old
Clap for her speech
He perished like a sunken treasure
Was he not a king?
Did he perish?
Oh!
A glorious exit
He perished like a sunken treasure
Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Nov 20, 2020
Nov 20, 2020 at 6:57 AM UTC