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Mar 2019 · 239
Kuvar Mar 2019
The mirror is a story
Of a body with smooth scars
So it appears on smooth glass

The mirror is a story
Of a mind to remind man
Of his thoughts unforeseen

The mirror is a story
Of an heart of darkness
And the give and take of kamar

The mirror is a story
Of beauty and ugliness
For those with eyes to see

The mirror is a story
Of our past and our now
And of those lies we lie  

The mirror is a story
Of those who dine
At the corner of lost glory

The mirror is a story
Of a skeletally written matter
With an opportunity to wear death

Sep 2018 · 262
Graveyard in a library
Kuvar Sep 2018
Today I saw them
With heavy loads of favored wood pulps  
Weighing them down to the earth
The deceased might of their gods  
Pushing hard to open the library door
Today I saw them
Protocols mechanizes their existence
Sniffing the dust as they walk
In-between lines of old forsaken books
Gently touching the back covers
Today I saw them
As their feet march in accordance
Empty Buckets of sands to quench fire
They’ve come for the obituary of dead men
Reading their books to their ears  
Today I saw them
The chirping birds that made it in
Build a nest with tattered fluffy cottons
Chirping in slumbering pitch
A Lullaby to this already sleeping generation
Today I saw them
Aug 2018 · 399
Kuvar Aug 2018
It made a Father a Woman  
It made a Mother a man
O death!
How unfortunate you are  
A winner of those who race in flesh
Doesn’t the soul mock you yet ?
Aug 2018 · 386
Lucifer lies
Kuvar Aug 2018
reality is a devil’s lie
It sprouts questions hauling
“where is your God??? “
Job resisted those lies  
Lucifer fled away from him
So when the devils sows
realistic seeds in your life
Face him with the truth
Jesus is the truth
The devil will lie to you in the name of death of a loved one but this is the time you should hold on to the truth of this trials.. don’t let you faith shake.
Aug 2018 · 226
Kuvar Aug 2018
Life is a circle of lessons
Happy learning to us
Death is one of those bitter lessons...
Jul 2018 · 561
Kuvar Jul 2018
Where are you I asked
Beside you she replied
Why haven’t you burnt yet
Sitting next to fire
She gave a gaze and said
Fire doesn’t burn fire

Jun 2018 · 372
Kuvar Jun 2018
Dear self
You can’t find yourself
On another man’s shelf
Said the bookshelf
Jun 2018 · 266
Songs of Solomon
Kuvar Jun 2018
If making you a wife
Will take away my life
Then I will choose my life
She is my first wife
I love my life and she is my wife so let me hold her tight in the dark nights and blur days
Jun 2018 · 197
No! Love isn’t Blind
Kuvar Jun 2018
To say love is blind
Is soulfully blind
Hasn’t love been so kind
To give back sight to the blind ?
Jun 2018 · 940
Rotten Tomatoes
Kuvar Jun 2018
I am living in a house
Made of fleshy blocks
Costlier than golds
Not because it is cost
But this man in the building
refuses to be bought
His choice of substantive intake
Rotten tomatoes or fresh tomatoes
it is the shelter of slaves
It is the guile of the law
Jun 2018 · 539
Knives and Forks
Kuvar Jun 2018
This is a time
When a man
Needs to eat a full chicken
And flesh he can’t afford
Let him go for an egg
That is a full chicken
From a life chicken
Poor innocent man
Just saved a chicken from the knife
Man with his muscular knife and fork
is such a
I am talking about his Tongue
Jun 2018 · 590
here is a check for you
Kuvar Jun 2018
Here is a check
To take to a bank
Miles far away from the bank
I am yet to bank
Tell me where in the world
Would I deposit a check
Bouncing the banks out
With no No numbers
Not even Roman numerals
tell me
Where to deposit this check
with the sign of your heart
So have I come to realize
With a stern rose at sunset
I will come kneeling before you
Please take my love back
Let’s make love in the river bank
I am still waiting to deposit this check of mine in your heart my love
Jun 2018 · 963
Gina with the curves
Kuvar Jun 2018
Just when I taught
Why girls with curves
End up as ******
Tina is just a letter I
And she ***** like acidic pores
Notice Gina
Letter 8 is the word
That lady preaches the word
With her character and her word
She is slaying the devil’s chord
A woman with curve
Yet not a *****
Deserves applause in this ******* world
Alas! Some women out there won’t just let that beautiful body praise the devil
Jun 2018 · 213
Game of chance
Kuvar Jun 2018
This game of chance
Is what you call dating
Marry after or marry not
I can do better as “I”
But the reason however
Is to erase ‘I’ for ‘US’
But this game of chance
Is not always so nice
And yet another time
It has failed ‘US’ for two ‘I’s
I pray the lord
Have mercy on ‘US’
Have you ever seen this bitter sweetness of our finding an everlasting “US”
Jun 2018 · 649
Palm wine tapper
Kuvar Jun 2018
He’s a palm wine tapper
His bicycle for the journey
His calabash for the palm wine
His waist tie for his balance
Calabash will not be filled
Palm tree will not shed tears
Bicycle will not ride itself
Palm wine tapper is dead
The political and social vanities of man
Jun 2018 · 281
Behind me
Kuvar Jun 2018
Your sincerity as thongs
When you say
We can’t work out  
Fate is a key I hold
Out of your heart I go  
Shutting the doors in grace
If I refuse and stay
Is to be trapped a slave
Whatever involves two and one says it won’t work then it won’t for negativity is achieved with little efforts , possibilities are it will be but becoming enslaved to such a decision is to be enslaved to another’s choice.
May 2018 · 1.8k
Kuvar May 2018
The world is watching  
Little boy dangling
Like a earring
In an over ear piercing
Many hate to see
The future go ******
Not in their eyes
But still the boy is dangling
Right in the open
Many eyes looking
This is unthinkable
All wishing
Let it be a marvel comic
Hoping to end happy
With a friendly neighborhood
Spider man!
There is no Spider-Man
No Spider-Man
If there is no neighborhood
We have  a neighborhood
Without a Spider-Man
But a mere mortal man
dried up the tears on Paris map
In the hands of Gassama

This credit goes rob Gassama who saved that poor soul in Paris...Not all heroes wear Cape
May 2018 · 806
Kuvar May 2018
Success is all he had
And hate was what it brought
Frenemies with smiles
All around your house
Perching your fortune as houseflies
The scramble stumble struggle  
That took you
To be a butterfly
Frenemies can
Make you turn larva
May 2018 · 564
To every child out there
Kuvar May 2018
Little fingers with nails that tame tigers
Who innocently belly dance to telletubbies
Sunrise on your face every time a smile triggers
You dance to the beats of my heart like piping bees

Momma and poppa work so hard for your diaper
Gladly with mild poo you will sit on the sofa
Looking at the news wishing it is over
In your eyes I could see you wish this world is better

Tabula rasa until your first ******* hunt
Milk for you  till you had your first spaghetti
In my life you are the most beautiful font
And in this world, you are before any
May 2018 · 7.6k
Kuvar May 2018
-This is Nigeria,
Where Cattle’s fly their terrorism flag,
Stumping on humtydumpty green white green.
-This is Nigeria
Where corrupt QWERTY and busy ******  
Puts food on the table of unemployed youths.
-This is Nigeria
Where clerics find paradise on earth
Lo!  followers live as church rats withal.
-This is Nigeria
Where Eve plotted against a serpent  
Hm! Mrs Philomena and her fairytale animal.
-This is Nigeria
Where Sundays are full of bibles and Qurans,
Yet her body stinks in poo of immorality.
-This is Nigeria
Where the mace is a mess in her house
As senators sleeps and vacate seats in a hearing.
-This is Nigeria
Where in Nigeria
We are looking for Nigeria.
May 2018 · 790
Today’s Headline
Kuvar May 2018
This day, the grand commander refused the opened door of the corridor that exhumes National odour,
The iconic gallant lamented “good harvest is impossible with rats in the rock’
The Grand commander is right, isn’t he?
Giant rats with two legs and ***** claws caused us wounds yet to close up,
The pig fight they played us in tough dirt
let the Atlantic be a stain remover yet it won’t cleanse us
Let us take the hands of the Clock to dance the moon walk,
You see these rats are black flames in a dark room,
An illumination of appetitive explosion
Oh Clock, the thorns on your feet, can you see?
That the rich green land broke your rich green  blood,
Wait, can’t you smell a dead rat?
The beautiful rat who at a time was the pilot of the crafts
who went so far to bury legality in a pit latrine,
I guess, it smells too nice.
I am sorry oh Clock, I know you hate the moon walk,
I see they make your old wounds open to new grief
Should rats hunt rats for if rats hunt rats then who pants?
Twenty shekels of silver awaits you in twenty’ 20
Take it and let the times get sweaty *****
Oh Clock! Your prophecy talks in time
Should I seek vengeance from the grey sky?
Should the thunderstorm strike and the gullible grey hair die
Rats of bungalow minds in elevated ranks
We trust their word yet they ****** the sword
It is this organizational madness
Let me stop here before the mad dogs bite me
Every Nigerian would have that date on their head the event of a rat in our aso rock., how pathetic but I found out it is poetic. Unraveling the depth of it
May 2018 · 687
Kuvar May 2018
When I wave
I am saying
hi and goodbye
To  be welcome
To be estranged
Life has taught me
Never to be so sure
May 2018 · 2.1k
When Love plays a playboy
Kuvar May 2018
When a *******
Is in love
He doesn’t know it
He unknowingly
Plays his game in clay
Swiftly in his smartness
He misses the path “don’t love”
His fatal fall into a quicksand
Yet, he doesn’t know it
He thinks he is moving
But ******* has sunk half body
His phone rung until death comes
He would’nt answer till he ****
He is busy with another
And the others will still call
He’s got a new phone line
Thinking it means a new life
He keeps dialing  +234  
This time not caring about ****
******* sleeps in her dreams
With his eyes open
He says to himself
She is mean
*******! You were brutal to love
You cut off her wings
And let that dove not fly
Should you be proud
That today
Love grew up a hawk  
If you won’t accept her a dove
you will have to deal with this Hawk
When a ******* falls in love
He falls with hawkish wings cut
Deep down he would fall
To the bottomless pit
To a land of no return
When love plays a *******
He becomes the game
And love is doing the play
So if you are a *******
Take your time before night
Love will come in due time

Don’t ask me if that ******* was me
May 2018 · 798
No Woman no cry
Kuvar May 2018
No woman no cry
A mother is no exception
The tears that roll down her eyes
As she push in pains for my sake
The blood down her ******
In between the first haven I knew
The spank that spoke life to me
That moment I cried as mama cries
That moment I sensed the pain
O Bob Marley!
Now truly I see
No woman no cry
May 2018 · 285
Kuvar May 2018
I have learnt to say OK
when I feel like going a little further
I halt and say
She’s ok
That’s ok
You’re ok
I’m ok
It’s ok
I guess after all
Whether I can or I can not  
afford a cupcake
being OK is OK
May 2018 · 338
A Forbidden Trade
Kuvar May 2018
I fear our originality will fade
The mistake I made
Thinking love is a trade
My heart lost from this bade
I should have called a ***** a *****
Your “NO” tears me as a  blind blade
My heart is homeless and needs shade

When the ine we love doesnt love us back, i leave the rest of the story to one who knows.
May 2018 · 382
Nature’s sexuality
Kuvar May 2018
On that faithful day
With the tree’s clapping so loud
The wind escalated the noise to the sky
Covering the face of the sun
Darkness corned in man’s heart
Their shelter roofs it took off
Men were sent on a forceful voyage
Things fall apart as weak mustache  
Tabula rasa hits the skull of man
Church goers lament in distress  
“Forgive me oh lord my sins”
An atheist gulps in self defense
I stand as a witness to say
The sexuality of nature is wild

At the veranda, then this might my wind started beating the trees and the waves went up as dust and the darkness on that day was so heavy that I feared if it’s the end of the world then the rain poured that the sea wasn’t known from the land...
May 2018 · 263
Love a war
Kuvar May 2018
Love is the only sacrifice
To make us
The monster
We must truly be
And those who never loved
Are no better
Than weaklings
May 2018 · 367
I killed Divorce
Kuvar May 2018
They were to be tore apart
By a villain  
They could tear apart
They call her
The contract of divorce
And I laughed
Took the crazy papers from them
Squeezed her in my fist
Chopped her in the bin
Just like that
May 2018 · 510
Drip Drop
Kuvar May 2018
As the rain beats the Earth
The romantic blues in her fall

As the rain beats the Earth
She tore the territory of my belt

As the rain beats the Earth
The lightning testifies to our sweat

As the rain beats the Earth
We made love still and yet
May 2018 · 644
Chameleon lines
Kuvar May 2018
We are in a century
Where a new phone line
Will mean a new life
Distance of love
Is only taught
To be covered by a dial
so we see no pain
When we quit relationships
For a donkey’s walk
As the ancient had it
Is nothing but a phone dial
How chameleonic is it
I have seen people give up on themselves by the easiest recommendation of technology on social platforms just a block or an unfriend., as far as having a new phone line... life as we have it today is chameleoniC
Kuvar Apr 2018
For the prologue
As a sign of gentlemanliness
I pull my hat for her
How beautiful you are my lady
And then I put my hand forward to her
And to the greatest wakanda saga
Venom spew her **** lips to my face
With no second taught
I took my leave to live
Far away into the land of singles
For her beautifulness
Will give me nothing but illness
I am looking for a boo not a poo
So I took my hat and my heart
Who burns love letters to ashes
on a first date??
Apr 2018 · 285
De flower
Kuvar Apr 2018
I flowered her
Digging to the end of her earth
Parting the lips of her lines
I flowered her
With my poems
Thrusting so deep in her heart
Apr 2018 · 336
Kuvar Apr 2018
Beat that drum
Beat it so loud
That drum of vengeance
Made out of the skin of man
Who will dance to her beats
The dance of nemesis
Who shall dance next
To the talking drum of kamar ?
Apr 2018 · 381
The Lord’s Prayer
Kuvar Apr 2018
All men are particles of time
They come and go as sun and rain
They are inhabitants in a world
beneath or above they don’t know
They slam their hands to God above
And chasten their teeth to him for help
Their last is that they will never know
The accomplishment that gives time its sense  
The call from the East to time above
And back to him all men will go
We are all elements of time, generations and lineage will pass but time will remain the same and the only thing that changes is what man could change but not time., time remains unchanged.
Apr 2018 · 513
The road to Heaven
Kuvar Apr 2018
Who among you
Here today
haven't given his life to Christ
Let him today
Take off his flesh
Lie it in this coffin
Let him today
Drop it six ft down
Let him today
Pour sand on that dead flesh
Sprinkle holiness
on his sinful deeds
Let him today
Go and Sin no more
Apr 2018 · 704
Terror in my heart
Kuvar Apr 2018
I know you are in love
with your time
But I will wait
As far as Mississippi
Till you have my own time
Until then
Don't forget
To sprinkle some happiness
On my sad face
Till then
love will hurt
Apr 2018 · 649
He is Risen
Kuvar Apr 2018
The blood of a lamb
Hewn from the wall of life
Flourishing as fountains
In the place of skulls
Golgotha knows no peace
For his crown of thorns
Tore her to pieces
The heart of life
Is back to life
Lord Jesus, your death I can’t repay
Mar 2018 · 348
Tonight my love
Kuvar Mar 2018
Two we are
Our Day in a nightgown
The costume of a beautiful nightmare
It is I
The great horned owl
it is you
The mourning dove
Our two
In a thick cloud
Under a dark sky
The loud happy cry
We make in love
The clash of titans
Inbetween our breathe
The formidable pulse
Wrapped in our legs
The world is our's
Tonight my love
Mar 2018 · 442
Kuvar Mar 2018
Tell the one I love
I am Lurking
Till her go-to-hell
Opens the gates of Heaven
Kuvar Mar 2018
We've been decieved  
To worship a Trojan horse
Thinking it is all that matters
The brainy relationship so to say
Between sits and desks
against an innovative innocent board
Trolling Man’s Allegation against ignorance
Depends on statistical ratios
That Trojan horse I refuse to worship
Her name  “Cumulative Grade Point Average
Mar 2018 · 264
The poverty of our richness
Kuvar Mar 2018
It is affordable
For the rich or poor
I mean the coffin
Whether you wish or not
Mar 2018 · 513
Story of a Truck Driver
Kuvar Mar 2018
This is the story
Of a Truck driver
Who never stops driving
Unwillingly he lives on the road
Hoping he will find love in motion
He wasn't looking to love someone else
He is searching love for himself
And at the same time
He is running  from feelings
Running from the hurts
He should be told
He carries it on every road
That head that tells him
O! Truck driver
navigate left away from tragic street
For twenty four years
And yet today
He is still driving
Hoping the road will teach him
To love himself again
Mar 2018 · 374
The lady I HATE always
Kuvar Mar 2018
Have you ever seen a lady
That you struggle for life
That you gasp for breathe
For her body is breathtaking
Have you ever seen a lady
That you fight for her
That you sustain an ugly face
For her character is beautiful
Have you ever seen a lady
That you worry of her
That she stole your heart
But you failed to arrest her
Mar 2018 · 3.4k
A depressed poet once wrote
Kuvar Mar 2018
Before you say this is *******
Read the first line again
Before you say this is *******
Read the third line again
Before you say this is *******
Read the fifth line again
Before you say this is *******
Read the first line from the third word
This is *******, Isn't it?
Poet poetry depression write read *******
Mar 2018 · 420
What babies don't know
Kuvar Mar 2018
A Baby comes into the world  
In a warm blood of thick mortality
The concierge of Devil's property
Satan with no chill out of snowy hell cries
Pay your rent to have a peaceful Earth
the very day baby takes in air
I know you want to live in a womb forever
You need to know the hope you bring
To the one who carry you in a 9malt of labour
So be strong to end an unending race little one
Babies do bring up... A hope for a future of goodness...a hope for a family of lost treasures...a hope to humanity continuation
Feb 2018 · 418
Black Panther
Kuvar Feb 2018
My girlfriend rushes in like a flood
It was no joke, she was furious
Someone had called her to wave goodbye
But her hands were cold and frozen in love

So she stood there and watch
As my hand sweeps up a strange creature
And I could hear the noise of hell
As her tears drop to the floor

She does not deserve this I taught
Or her **** or ******* insufficient
Before mercy dries up from her tears
My tears met her tears on the floor

In her unsettled breathe I could hear
Her speak forgiveness to my heart
And that same day must I say
She became black panther to my world
Feb 2018 · 890
The Lovie Movie
Kuvar Feb 2018
A complete stranger
Through these rows
In the dimming light of terror
Cat Walks all way and sits with me
I gave her my popcorn and Pepsi
As she crunches my heart pops
As she slurps my brain slumps  
At the end she left wearing a smile
A smile that pens up a love story
The cinema sits down to watch me
I am in the screen no one could touch me
As I Sit in Disney world and lost in dreamland
Until a little girl shouted in her top voice
The end Mr. Bean
I can't stop thinking about that little girl call out...the End Mr.Bean or the smile she left is the only way I could recognize her...she left in the dark
Feb 2018 · 413
Hold me tight my dear one
Kuvar Feb 2018
This wind up toy
                 You crank it
                 And let it go
                     This wind up toy
                           All it does
.                               Is hit the wall
                  Backup and hit the wall again
                         This wind up toy
                       Made it back home to his .           Cheesy honey Juicy Lucy
    This wind up toy
Is the relationship of two
Never meant to be smooth
       This wind up toy
   Bruises and falls and pain and tears
Is the beauty of her perfection
relationship was never meant to be smooth and this hitting and hitting is what smoothens her
Feb 2018 · 422
Kuvar Feb 2018
I don't need a geographer
To take me round the world
I don't need a compass
To direct me south west east north
I don't need a sailor
To sail me in the dark light seas
I don't need a pilot
To fly me all way above the earth
Let me whisper the truth in your  ears
My lady is the world
Inside her is the map
She takes me round the world
She magenetizes me to the paths
She sails my heart through the storms
She flies my mind out of the earth
And she whispers the truth in my ears
You must travel round me my Love
(c) Kuvar
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