The night was best for me
The night was happier
When the evening winds whispered
And budged through the ears of the forest.

In your arms i fell asleep
under the spell of your voice
Angelic voice that sang me lullaby,
i dreamt,
i awoke, but,
You were gone.

Indeed the night was best for me,
The night was happier,
When you came and gone.

How can dreams be willing to intrude
In the sleep where horrow prepares the bed
And misery sets the pillow?
How can the days of laughter be willing to unfold
when each day we teaches with fingers of misery?

How can melodies be found in our rhythm
when we're perfect dancers of wailing beat?

How can pleasure be known
in the land where pain occupys a monarchy seat?
How can the days of joy be willing to intrude
When our nights and days are conterminated by the darkness of our imagination?

To which tune  will we dance
When misery beats and sorrow sounds?

When will we board the plane of progress
When we speed without light?

Except character with good conducts prevails,
Except selflessness and sacrifice hulls greed and selfishness out of our camp
all we hold as a nation will soon come to end.

Heaven is kind,Earth is lovely,
Even life is good full of pleasure,
The winter and haze building conducive serene autum,
Hearts rhythm melodies,
As celebration sits upon various corners of the earth.

The crawling beasts colleague with fowls
Having been defeated in snares of predatory human,
Having had knife segmented them in separate parts.

Hosting by exciting pots sitting on fire,
As spoon peeps through the sky,
By the remote hands of human,
tossing them in parts round about the chamber and corners of the ***.

With longing eyes i sit,
With watering mouth i yawn awaiting mastication,
With stretched neck I peep into the opening ***.
The citizens of my stomach
singing and dancing full of anticipation.
hmmm my appetite is aroused.
Oh! How pleasant the christmas Eve?

Enemies of humanity
Humanly clothed
Roaring lions in sheep clothings
They are demons amidst angels

   Enemies of humanity

They are traitors in our territories
Which we do not know of
They enjoy the delicacies of our meals
Lay on same bed with us  

  They are enemies of humanity

In their arms we're ensnared
In our own town we're held prisoners
At their scenes of play:
  we mourn our siblings
  our fathers yell in grieves
  our mothers weep in deep sorrows
    
   they are enemies of humanity
They are the children of our yesterday
left miserably in the arms of vulnerability
They are the nightmares we've known in our sleeps

They are the monsters we created with our hands
The graves we dug for ourselves

Our rhythm will beat
woefully
we will know no rest until
we treat the messes of our yesterday!

If love be kind tender and gentle.
If love has path let me follow,
If love has door let it open.
If love has story let me sit with ear,
If love has garden let me plant,
If love has rose let me for beauty behold and hold .

If love has a song,
If love has a world
If love has a place let me stay
Let me sing,
Let me live in its world forever.
If only love will find a way ,
let me love and know love.
If love is in your heart keep me and lock forever.

The day is young.
The wind is still.
The neighborhoods quiet.
The sky is thick and darkly heavy.
There's cold as of ice within and out
The feet that set out returned in haste.
The clothes on the rope keep swinging.
Fowls and goats and dogs all begin to run helter skelter.
Suddenly there is sound of little little stones on my zinc rooftop like children playing with sand.
It is the sound of rain,like the August rain.
It is still early in the morning and it's raining.

Here is the mirror which reflects my heart
The only thing that knows well
how it feels within.
The ink which flows through my veins,
That plays the beat of my heart.

This plain sheet that bears with me my grief
When loneliness sings me lullaby,it Hears my sigh
Upon this paper is the best my heart knows to rest
It is my best of companionship
This paper is the origin of my philosophical gatherings
The Collections of my poetry.

She came!
Yes,she that i love came.
I anchored her presence only but for a moment,
The world was our garden,
She looked me in the eyes
I saw all that's destined for me.

I couldn't feel her skin that reflects my image,
For she is so tender and lovely.
The only beauty I've ever known.
She is my charm,my world.
Only but for a while her voice echoed in my ear
and all that resides in me came back alive.

Before i could present to her my heart
she was already to go where she must.
My heart melted already in loneliness,
My soul screamed!
As my spirit tried to take his leave
Bury me not in woe when you look back in departure!
My destiny,My forever.

I can't run
i can't hide
i tried killing it
but its alive than life could tell
it keeps crawling to me,
in my hidden places
they crawl to me,

gripping me every corner within,
you are my nightmare!
You are my dream!
Will i toyour dreaming sleep not?
Will i to your nightmare not slumber?
In this dream i love to dally.
In this nightmare i need no intrude!

Darkly atmosphere,
Wind of despair,
City of sitted sorrows,
Ruptured hearts of agony
Deeper than wounds.

All gone,Hope lost,
Fortunes,wealth of treasure harvest,
Painful pleasure,sacrificial pains of no reward gained.
Seasons of labour gone with the wind.

Minds of men darker and blacker full of horrows.
Even the devil pauses in marvel,
savagery of no salvage,
demonically many about creativity,
land full of mines,traps of dug pits.

Foes Upon woes,
Land without pity,city of no mercy.
Harvest of doom,gathering of of woe.
End! End! End!
World's End.

I know it won't last forever.
So i make the best out of it,
i gave my best,
i gave my all,
yes i gave all i had.

Yes i know it won't last forever,
memories shared,
memories lovely,
memories unforgetable,
i know it won't last forever,
so i make the best out of it,
memories dont last forever.

The wind is still,
The cloud is dark,
The sky is heavy
There is strange quietude in all the hoods
Silence enough to bury a child in deep fear
Suddenly there is a great sound like the scary feet of ten thousand matching soldiers everywhere,sound so strong and terrific,
Both on top of the roofs and on land .
It is the sound of a heavy rain.
Rain so fury as of the era of Noah,
So it rains heavily, very heavy.
Rain enough to float a ship,so it rains.

I shall not care
I won't find you I need no angelic prophesy.
I wouldn't make a searching journey.
For I shall care no more why we burn,
Though there be aches in my heart hurts and pains.
Though there be sad tone in my sound reechoed.
I shall care no more.

I shall lie no more awake while the world lull.
For your deep thought was my insomnia.
I shall  lie and rest in pleasure having known freedom.
Freedom from the cell I was long bound.
I shall sing songs of sons of pleasure.
I shall find melodies again even in blues.
My song shall be sweet angelic to heavens.
For i shall care no more why we burn.

Though I dreamed of you yesterday awake in my bed.
I cried a river for the thoughts that wouldn't cease.
I tried reaching you with much flowers.
There was no sight of you, I heard no sound of your voice.
You were long gone in oblivion lost.

Seemed the world has trekked on reverse.
Time ceased, ages faded as dried leaves on oak trees.
The spring retreated from it glorious matching drums.
I was lost in a world so close and far away.
I cease to dream,
I cease to hope,
I have tutored my heart on love defense.
I won't find you, I need no angelic prophesy.
I won't stretch for a search,
For I shall care no more why we burn.

I'll give time and season hope
i'll build love a garden,i'll find my path and
rest my heart,even though the forlorn path i travel.

I'm my legend,my heart I've conquered,
I'm my hero, my mind I've subdued,

when all is done and gone,
still,i'll whisper your name to the evening wind,
i will echo your name from the top of the highest mountains,
i'll say all about about us from behind the hills,

i'll remind the seas and tell the oceans about my love for you..
When the end of life is nigh
i'll find you still and bid goodbye and rest my soul.
For all you're the reason i lie alone.

I have not had a balance,
from the dousy lonely spot where you left me.
many have past me,
hours and days have gone by miserably,
Beating me bands of mockery
I have not had enough of your thoughts,
my heart decries for you night and day,
my imaginations have built you a garden,
you're all that's in my dream.
On my bed i am with your thoughts flooding my memory,
i awake with you in garden of roses,
Then to reality i open my eyes
And you are never near me.
Only in my imaginations you've built a garden.

If not for eyes hosting me with mischief,
With lips of sitted deceptions,
If not for character without conduct,
And reasons without musings.

I could hold you,
I could embrace you,
I could Kiss you
And feel not atom of guilt.

No doubt,you're tender and beautiful.
Yes fragile and delicate.
Truely innocent and unlearned,
Yet with my romantic touch
Will i in no wise corrupt your moral character conduct.

For that which my heart holds for you,
Even Angels envy.
In longing passion,
I long for your love
You're my desire,
My forever.
My destiny.

We ain't stricken by age yet we know ages than you count.
This river here for long is our bath.
There lied Hills our feet had leveled.
which song you know sing which wasn't our sound?
Which path you dare lead, which wasn't our creation?

Come you child, tell  us stories other than yesterday's.
We hold this portion of planet for our beings,
This garden of rosier dreams and petals we planted with our blood.

Come, you new stranger, tell us about here, tell us the story of our land.
Tell us all about the land of our yesterday,
When there in the world of the unknown you borne fate a hope.
When the air, our very air was without wind of your being.

Come, you child of the new age,
Tell us how without head you grown to kiss in mockery the grey hair from which you have black.

I remember the last time we spoke,
How soft and lovely the words we shared.
How lovely our eyes we gazed.

How we long to be in each other's arm,
Today the dream has been fulfilled.
Today is the day i long awaited
Today is the day i wish to last forever
Here in our arms we will be
Till the end of time.
My love for you is for all ages.

From the world unknown we came to self
discovery.
We woke to a land our mothers had
conceived us.
We came little and fragile, soft and tender.
The world we never knew received us to a
people we never chose.
We came with tears in our eyes,
And echoes of sorrows in our voice,
As joy and gladness of heart inexplicable
prevailed the man and woman to whom
we're born.
Our babies borne around back and front
and side to side.
Little by little, day by day
We **** and eat and grow
Our innocent beings gradually are
introduced to the world,
A world of pain and sorrow, a ruthless
world.
A world of uncertainties, like children lost in
wilderness as to Lord of the flies.
After so much love, care and tenderness, we
began to know hatred, harsh words of
tongues,
We're introduced to straight pains from
rods of chastisement.
Some rod out of hatred born with envy,
Some out of love and correction.
We kept on growing like grass in summer,
snow in winter.
We are sent to places where with our peers
we learned to be better in our societies,
Primary and secondary to tertiary and to the
universal world.
We learn to know ourselves our world and
the way of tomorrow, it uncertainties.
From the world we live free,
We're left to build our own,
The world of our own,
The beginning of our beings

They've no heart,so they feel not.
They have sight of eyes bluring,
Their retina captures far too short images of focus.
They have hearts deeper than ocean's debth.
They are full of reasons,
so we ceaselessly ponder,
with unending muse.
We give to them our hearts in market places of multitudes of feelings,
they've no heart,thus know not feelings,
they damage and ravage our pure hearts,hearts full of love,
we give truth and feed on lies

They fall to mischieves, paying rapt attention with soft fertile heart.
To unambigous clinical non-fiction sound of voice they frown at with rocky hearts of stone.
Though they sing with melodious angelic voices they have no melody,
They are extractions of men's perfect beauty,
Beauty,beauty which they took from us,
And to such beauty we're ensnared.
From our pain they've much pleasure,
They have no heart so they feel not.

Lonely Merchant
Drunk and drown sinking deep in burning flames of passion.
Heart in pain like lashes of rain from a heavy downpour.
I must have gone the wrong way.
The broken garden of abandoned desires.
Sitting in a jaded world of shattered hearts.
The forbidden Kingdom of lonely merchants.
Merchants of stories written on broken walls.
A stranger in a strange world.
A lone indigene.

Life came without a choice,
Life came to a land of hope desolate
bound to a people unselected fighters of war.
Buried in wearied mind heart broken.
Daring the pen of sacred ink.
The thoughts of hearts darker in solemn note.
Should I write, should I read this solemn poem.
From dark hands gone beyond?
Having fled their own soul and spirit did flee.
Leaving the wonders of life to them that love it.

I envy them of their bravery.
I linger longer than them all in such thoughts .
It melts within me heart for the people am given to love, I should have written that note and let them read over my careless soul when the spirit in its freedom spreads wings.
When the lying body makes no move,
When its sense flee no longer of this world.
This note before me should I read and stay or should I print and let them read when over me the cloudy eyes Laden with tears let pour rain of tears.

Take me not far away in your mind I might get lost,
I might miss the world.
Lead me not too far in your heart I might not find my way,
I might not see the lane.
I am the wandering soul on the path you lead.

You are the stage,
I am the thespian,
They are the world.
Let the world see the wordless wonder,
Give the earth sound to wonder,
And let me be the rhythm you sit to ponder.

You're the story untold, the love story everlasting.
In the dark deep blue moon,
when the evening wind says more than heard,
When my soul sings a million love songs, let your heart listen.

When the morning sun invites the sky brightens,
Do not let my heart beat alone,
Do not let me all alone lie alone.
Let me find you near me when I seek you in the morning.

I am the thespian,
You are the stage,the light in which I make a blaze,
They are the world and I am the voice,
You are the very song, the melodious song all sit to listen and wish no end.
And I am the story, the very last story unend.

Your beauty is like an unheard of songs
so magical full of rhythms
It is like a garden unstained with weeds
You're like a movie,you're like a song,
you're like a sweet sound of melody.

YOU'RE THE CODELESS CODE OF PLEASURE LOCKED IN A WORDLESS WONDER,
YOU'RE THE HIVE OF TREASURE NO DRAGON CAN PLUNDER.

You're the dream world of many hearts,
The very home of my tomorrow.
The precious flower in the garden ,
The lullaby in a jaded night.
You're the goddess of beauty,
The queen of my heart.

Do not forget
the best of the best
the best of times we had
the best of moments we shared,
the laughters and the smiles

do not forget!
do not forget!
The kisses,
the romance,
all that fondled into the arms of our friendship.

Forget not yesterday,
not even for a day,
all that was laid for us,
forget not to remember me.

The night had long hours,
The heart became restless,
The mind was dim without brightness,
Your image retreated not from hunting me.
My night was filled with your  intrusions.

I laid awake still,
I saw nothing but your reflection
captured in my retina.
I went to my door and pushed for a stroll,

Yet the ocean of your thought
In which my brain swims never run dry.
You're all that has invaded my within,
You're the perfect stranger
that besieged the city of my heart.
Last night was my torment.
The night without you.

Here in this strange land we set out wandering,
Chasing shadows and vainglory,
Here, in the deep darkness of our imaginations,
We conceive monsters of evil and bring forth like maidens in long Labour.

Our land is polluted in an atmosphere of despair,
In evil shadows we lie awake at night having awoken by nightmares,
Eerie shrieked by monsters we spring up out of the deep black darkness within our beings.
The deep darkness within where no light dare shines.

The scary story that's told of this land,
Our name is a reminder of sorrow,
The nightmares that swept our dreams away.
The light of our days has ceased to shine,
For our light we put out so darkness can prevail.

We are the tears in our eyes,
The very songs of sorrow we sing in strange solemn.
The pain and agony that hunt our days continually.
Like roof of an house that keeps away sun, snow cold and evil wind,
So we lay evil above us like canopies,
We set traps of desolation beneath our feet,
And in the middle we gasp for breath.
There is no evil in our land we've not conceived.

I will live on,
Life will go on,
I will keep hoping on.
I wouldn't end
I will live happy still without you.
I will sleep and slumber .
I will dream even if it's in lonely world
I will move on far beyond where we ended

Happy days will come,
Days of sorrow will be gone
This eve is sad and broken
A new day will come,
Joy will find way and stay.
Melodies will be found in my songs.
The journey may be long and boring,
But along will come a companion.
We'll build our own world.
We will find our way.

My eyes captured
I went for trial
i was driven by it charges
i thought love was for free!
Why charging what i can't pay?
It hurts the prize of your love
It hurts that Love is for a prize
All i do was love you!
All i do was think of you
All i do was dream of you
All i do was wait for you
It hurts!
Yes it hurts!
Thats your love was for a prize.

Ages well lived long gone in songs,
So sweet stories of old retold.
Swayed in sweet surrender.
Enchanting world of fantasies
In view of sight unclear
Sound of voices unheard having faded.
A beautiful adored in the sun fades in shadows.
A world unknown.
A land never lived.
A garden never planted.

Where do broken hearts go?
    To that camp where lonely wind blows and the stretched green grasses bend to let it pass.
To there where lonely camp host men of shattered hearts of consumed passion.
To that land where tunes of solemn songs echo and hearts wither like dying roses.

Where do broken hearts go?
      To that land where tales of love legends are written on broken walls.
A land of cold wind and desolate Streets,
Where the standing trees of faded leaves bend to fall in deep sorrow.
To that land where chirping of birds make mockery to them of love victims.
To that land where feelings are locked behind doors and hearts bleed in aloneness.

Where do broken hearts go?
      To that Kingdom of forbidden desire and rejected feelings of hearts.
Hearts of awesome wonder beyond the values of gold.
To that Kingdom of treasures beyond the reach of men.
To that Kingdom of broken gates and shattered cities having ravaged by ruthless beings of no feelings hold.

To that land where I stand and bend and lie.
To that land where love fantasises and reality aches.

Into my very own broken heart
Where love in it is an endless cry.
Straight to my heart where passion and desire burn like flames of fire.

Why is it so hard,
Why is it so tough,
To live the life I dreamed?
To travel the path I wanted,
Why is it so hard to keep the people I love?
Why is it so tough to hear melody in songs?
Sometimes, even from my infant, sometimes ,
Am not glad to live.

She was the hope I hoped for,
She was the dream I dreamed of.
She was the sea and I the wave .
She was the Destiny that borne hopes.
She was the precious of all jewels
She was the heaven and I the Saint.
The sound of her voice soft like angelic whisper.
She was the most precious flower in the garden.
She was one in the crowd spotless
She was the song of angels.
The song I sing in quietude.
The reason I ponder in solitude.

In the morning I listen in vain for the sound of her voice.
At noon I'm overwhelmed by her love.
At night I lie awake alone in bed,
For her love does not let me sleep
And when sleep intrudes and lead my
breath
It is she I see in my dreams.
She was the fire and I like gold melting away
in abundance of love.
She was my passion and dream,
She was my heart desire,
She was the dream I didn't want to wake from.
She was my Destiny.

I thought heaven has heard my plea.
I thought heaven has sent my perfect whole Centre.
I was drunk drowning in love.
She was my charm, my spell.
I was enchanted.
Lo, my love is come!
My love is returned like a stranger I never met.
She's come in the convoy of a strange prince.
She's come in the arms of another.
She was the wind and I the sea.
She has come no longer for me.

They will come,
Many will come,
Even all will come.
But to you alone will these feelings be reserved.

I'll wait with time and season.
Even if my mind travels,
My heart will remain.
To you alone will these feelings be reserved.

Till you come,
Till my arms hold your delicate skin again,
Till then,all the nights I'll wait.

Beyond words,
Beyond lines and letters can scribble,
Beyond stanzas and pages
Even beyond chapters of books

I've loved you😭😭

Beyond hurt and aches,
Beyond brokenness of heart
Beyond fears and doubts
Even beyond trust,

I've always loved you😖😖

Beyond the hilltops,
Beyond the heights of mountains
Beyond the depths of seas
Even beyond the universe

I've loved you.

Beyond times and seasons,
Beyond moments of life
Beyond dreams and visions
And for all eternity

I'd wanted to love you.

Until you left me broken and broken.

BITTER SWEET

How do I behold the stars again in the beauty of their shine when your reflection is no longer found in them?

How will the sun ever brighten my days when it is beclouded with the paleness of your bade goodbye?

How do I thread this path alone when the sound of your footsteps no longer echo beside me?

How will I ever take pleasure from hearing the sound of my name again when your most charming sound of voice no longer say it?

How will life ever be lively when you have taken all its liveliness with you?

My eyes long for the sight of you in vain,

My ears listen endlessly for the melody of your songs when you sang me lullaby.

Where once I had pleasure now I have pain.

Where once I had laughter now I have musing.

The very path we once gladly treaded is now forlornly followed.

You were my pleasure but now my pain!
You were the sweetest but now bitterest

LISTEN

Hear me now that is silent over me.

You are in my thought like the water in the coconut inseparable.

Hear me now and listen to the unspoken words of my deep silences.

A new season has been hatched just like the mother hen.

We don't know if it be **** or hen but time unravels all puzzles.

Hear me now that is silent over me. Somehow and even somehow your love is found in my heart.

Your gait and gaze have subdued my desires.
The radiant complexion on your skin has mirrored my heart into illusions.

I'm charmed by the fragrances of your presence and the tenderness of your mild voice.

Speak to my listening heart like the charming whispers of the evening wind.

Your passing breeze and your heart beat cause my heart to dance forever like the flowers of the garden in an everlasting pendulum to the rhythms of the wind.

Do not be distant from me and let not our connection have disruption.

Once you appear in my dream now appear in my world.