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 Oct 2020 Winter
Stephanie
Forever
 Oct 2020 Winter
Stephanie
as my day is drawing near
all I wanted is to be one
with the air you breathe
be one with the summer skies
that everyone loves to see
and be one with the ocean,
the surface level that shimmers
in the sunset
-- soothing and calming

i don't want to be one with my storms anymore
in which you shivers and curse
if all I was emitting is a loud, frightening thunder
i don't want to be heard anymore

if remembering me would bring pain and bitterness,
i don't want to be remembered anymore

i would rather be unheard and forgotten


forever.
 Sep 2020 Winter
Babatunde Raimi
If love was religion
I would worship you forever
If love was a school
You'll be my core and only course
If love was a song
Be sure the world would be our stage

Since the day you hacked my mind
The bad boy in me got extinguished
I wish I could turn mountains to pebbles
And tell NASA to build you castles in space
I wish I met you before my wife
"No mind dem oh! Na dem!"

If you fall for these true lies
It's either you are a learner
Or you came with a plan a gamer
Before you allow him plug his bluetooth
Be advised: he is just a flirty-flirty He Goat.
 Sep 2020 Winter
Sanko
Broken Petals
 Sep 2020 Winter
Sanko
Like light through the eyes of a prism,
I saw the colours
Of a future that made dreams want to start dreaming
The fabrics of your essence, woven with care that transcends time
An ever present glow, brown eyes that makes Christmas chime

I needed you to stay, I needed you today
But I let you drift away
Broken chords from sweet, full of words but nothing to say
“I love you” never came home to you; It lived on the lips of a man named ricochet

Nerve ending pains as broken glass petals severs the nerves causing pain
My love where are you? My heart can never be the same
I gave a part never shared with any soul
Dance to my tune I beg, dance till we get old

On bended knees and hands, lost in the mist of another broken dream
I smiled and said I was fine, but I wish you heard my scream
I needed you today, I needed you to stay
Broken glass petals, my heart was never meant to see this day
 Sep 2020 Winter
Babatunde Raimi
Poets never die
They live forever
On the pages of our hearts
With lines that resonates with us
They hug you so tight in their lines
And make you forget your past

Poets are Legends
They pierce through stony walls
With words that cuts like a knife
Not with the tongue
But with well conjugated lines
Oozing from the best of minds.

There is a man for every woman
A woman for every man
If there is a gift for all and sundry
Then, there is a poem in everyone
A poem that tells a story
A story or love, lust, hurt, all freely expressed

When I am sad, I think
When I am happy, I smile
If I want to save the memory
All I do is ink it in a poem
And never will it fade away
Memories that will linger till eternity

Poets are romantically romantic
Marry a Poet, you will live longer
They paint the world with words
And make the world a better place
They are masters of eros and seduction
Especially when they run their ink through your sensory receptors

When my time finally comes
I want to smile and die empty
Knowing I changed my world poetically
And to me, this is how to change the world
For even when we die, we never die
 Aug 2020 Winter
putiira
Meet me in
a blank page
 Aug 2020 Winter
Michael Perry
HEAVEN BOUND

in what feels
like a way station
for the people-of ethereal
to move about;  a difference of realities
they mill around to
take their turn-there
is no pushing, everyone
gets in line, fully cooperates
coming from everywhere
all walks of life
white, black, yellow, brown, red
filling up all the space
they smile, or
give a pat on the back
reassuring; to usher each other through
to the waiting gate; young and the old
gathering together ready
to make their way, destined to
board the crosstown bus, be heaven bound

by Michael Perry
Cultures of old
Surrendering to thy god
Bowing in reference
Telling mysteries unravelment

The forecast of the elders
Giving praises to their gods
Welcoming the spirits
Resurrecting the ancient incantations

Monarchs in gathering
Rulers in council
Entering the room of spirituality
Leaving Epistles for generations unborn

Their cultural powers
A bestowing of forefathers
Worshipping mighty deities
Forming lineages of righteousness

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
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