There’s a suit between love and hate
The jury arrives in rows of eight
Religion arrives with colour and race
Politics displeased demands to be the ace
Culture and sports side with love and play
Achilles, olives and even Cassius clay
Tribe and caste vote to tell a lie
The jury rises, alas we have a tie!
-A. Ajani

Before our eyes, dreams turn to dust
Nature knows which should come first
We wonder what makes iron rust
Delay perhaps is the greatest cost
Ambition says success is a must
Feeble minds say the world is not just
History instructs that all is not lost
Yet humans succumb to this great lust

When at certain moments, I remember your name
I ask myself again how I caught the flame
Your deluding eyes penetrate my soul and leave me hollow
Your graceful legs leave a trail asking me to follow
Your feet left a mark on my noble heart
To prove for once that angels live on earth
Now and then, I sense the dawn of regret.
But love is sure the hardest science to forget
-A. Ajani

The moon rules the eerie night
Though unseen it beams its light
A blue blanket with a million scars
We look up and call them stars
I see this name in eternal space
Perhaps even more, I see a face
A face, a name, that’s all I know
A blush, a smile in one single glow