Pour me some glass of whiskey,
Oh! Pleases I need it iced,
Yes ma'am he said.

Miss Lucy a lady in her
Early twenties,
My heart is clean!
Never thought of you without your *******!
But miss you're quite mean!

I am common gentleman,
Why such ego?
Is it because am a Blackman?
Let go of this ego,
Isn't it yet  time for our first kiss?
Spare me this ego please!

I heard Mr George jilted you,
I might be the right one,
Prof Harbert called you a *****,
That's not the right one!
Miss you are a lady,
Let me treat you as one!

When I couldn’t help Stalking you,
On that narrow path that leads to the stream,
Full of dry leaves that your feet would rustle them,
Do you remember?
Sure you must have forgotten,
When we ran into each other,
You poured the grind tomatoes on
On my linen,
I nearly broke my mama’s jar,
Then you smiled.

The well at the backyard of your mom’s
House made it easier,
Always seems to be a date,
Do you remember our first hug?
We were both nervous,

The time I helped you with your backpack,
Leaving a trail of good tidings,
Do you remember the series and
Collection of poems?
I mean the romantic ones,
Like the one I wrote you last night,
When the candles went off?
Do you still remember the last stanza?
Using the vocals I learnt from my
Favourite English teacher,
They weren’t left out in my scheme of love,

Do you still remember?
Your sister, she hated me,
She even pour water on me,
From that bowl over there.

Now do you remember why am
Remembering you?
Because you told me my
Fishermen was unlucky,
Unlucky enough to catch you,
Today am placing your head drink,
On your papa’s table.

When testimonies are left out,
And you sing in distress,
Your hope and fate worn out,
With a sarcastic smile around folks,
Your worries like a cloud of smokes,
You wanted to touch the best.

Thick drop of rain from your eyes,
As your happiness dies,
Eyeballs dancing in moisture field,
Your soul in distress where she hid.

Thick drop of rain in your eyes,
Oozed out due to sympathizes,
Then you Think nature has turn against you,
The world too big for you,
Or perhaps only when the sky is blue,
Who is that pilot? your pilot, you don’t know who.

The rays and beams of the sun seems unfriendly,
Smiles on other folks seems deadly,
The world is too complicated for you.

After your tears on hard to rocks,
Your cries and your sober reflection,
The Sowers grain fell on my Palms,
You claimed blessings, even psalms,
Where is your opportunity,
Are you not a liability?

You pray for a better chance,
Cause He once path way in the sea,
And yours? Or can’t you see?
You shall have that breakthrough,
And you shall dance!

The rhythm of the burnt pages,
Of the diary of life with no wages,
Pages of old memories,
That you may consider as stories,
Which sometimes ooz tears out of me
That which I wish u knew.

The rhythm of the smokes of the diary,
That which makes me weary,
Putting in you in a dilemma,
A sophisticated dilemma.

Pages that makes me smile suddenly,
But in the aftermath, resulting in a cry,
Then I sit solely,
My tears has not dry,

I might have cried ruining my make up,
Pages in that needs to be burnt,
That which I write every morning when I wake up,
Memories I can't erase, pages that will remain burnt.

I could hear it, it a voice calling my name,
It was soft and it sound so lame,
So lovely, dancing In my heart like flame,
I looked around, thinking it was my sister Jane,
I now noticed it was whispering to my heart,
I was calm, so I remove my hat,
Soft like that of a cat,
I was on my mat lying down flat.

I saw myself where I couldn't comprehend,
There comes a long shadows with no end,
I looked up and saw Lucy whom I LOVE,
She was lonely, and she needed my words.

I woke up from my deep slumber,
All the puzzles in my heart was answered by her,
Children are unborn, I want her be their mother.

Dreams come true with her,
We laughed to each other with kisses,
Living happily with no hisses.

It was an heartbreak,
It was like an earthquake,
That which I ponder on day after day,
No more smiling, no more play together in the hay.

My aim of loving turns nothing,
Our future turns dim,
My feelings turns dim,
But am still breathing.

I am sober,
Recapturing my past,
The withered flower,
Iron remains cast,
So pathetic,
That love did not last,
I love you that's why am emphatic.

Feelings that can't be measured,
You were the diamond I treasured,
Life without you is would be solitary,
For now, it doesn't change anything, feelings unnecessary.

The clouds were covered with darkness,
The thunder strikes hard with no kindness,
There comes a great lightning,
People said it was made so by God almighty,

It strikes hard like a renew sword,
I wish I could stop it with my with my words,
Fear encamped me on my bed made of muds,
I was a stick and couldn't move,

It sounds so awful like an empty drum,
It was horrible affecting my ear drum,
It rained like the the time of Noah,
We wish we won't hope for more.

I finally took my linen that is almost torn,
We became friends on the floor,
The I realize that is almost late,
That day was superb and great.