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Sep 2016 · 772
As She lay Dying
Odonko-ba Sep 2016
Her voice but a whisper as

Death clutches her tiny frame

Her eyes ***** windows unbreachable

As her sins

She takes to the grave



She tries in vain to convey her pain

As her words

Rattle rasp and hiss

Incomprehensible

Empirical

The language of the dead



For surely she knows

Her death
Given her pain

Will be a welcoming comfort



She closes her eyes in anticipation

Her breathing short and laboured



Her mind and body have betrayed her

Fragile and frail

Wrought of disease this husk of a shell

That was once so beautiful

Unrecognizable

Soiled in excreta



Silently crying as

She lay dying

Ravaged by unwanted

Memories of a time

Long Gone



Living is easy she

Mused

It is death that is hard

And with that final thought

She gasped

And she was gone
Aug 2016 · 342
Cry it to the Gods
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
when I die
just slop it up

mark that stain on your soul

******* heartbreak
what I feel
only the devil knows

shortness of breath
*****
get out my head

I killed you already
you're dead

you can cry it to the gods
shout it to the clouds

the shovel
is already in my hands
Aug 2016 · 706
Pulse
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
korryn



I am not a beast
I am not the monster
You make me out to be

Condemned ostracized and
Castrated - a ***** of
My community

Just to **** me with impunity
Slaughter me and
Call it democracy
To silence me

It's a ******* fallacy
Perverting normalcy
Crazy all the bodies

There is not enough dirt
To cover your hypocrisy
Everything you touch
Ends in atrocities

Your lies and deceit
Cunning and chicanery
Eclipse insanity
Evokes a calamity which
Inflicts humanity

A sham on society
Your democracy
I've had enough

Sickened and alone
Barricaded in my home
Today my voice
Shall finally be heard

I speak with the blunt force
Trauma

Of my
Enemies
Words
We are not animals to be hunted. Nor, are we crazy! We're tired frustrated and angry. Exchange places with me and see how you would feel.
Aug 2016 · 379
expectations
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
maybe you can be my inspiration
my muse

cause God knows alone I'm useless

my backbone my strength
my focus
to make it home
to you

maybe
I'm just a dreamer

a believer
in humanity

in life

in you

in second chances

swimming with sharks
and biting back
just as hard

if not harder

for you
Aug 2016 · 391
The Storm
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
I can hear a voice in the distance
Echoing off the far corners of my mind

And with the intensity of thunder
It comes and it goes
And each time it gets louder
I try to run away
But
There is no escaping the storm
Trapped within my head

Agonizing torture
Unrelenting pain
The storm has risen
Less the rain

What have I've done God
God what have I've done
To receive such pain and punishment
Contemplating suicide
In search of a gun

If this is my hell
Then life isn't worth living
Flashes of the past
Lighting with a storm
Have spawned a tornado
And it's causing me great harm

Driving me mad
Driving me insane
Driving me to the edge
With gun
In hand
Suicide is a touchy subject but one that needs addressing. Life is beautiful and dark.
Aug 2016 · 396
slum
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
decadence prevails
where tree and flower smithers
a child's dream defered
Aug 2016 · 444
busy little bee
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
the birds are busy
gathering twigs to make nest
a bee buzzes by
Aug 2016 · 883
A Cozy Little Lie
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Togetherness
Embroiled
In the hearts
Of lovers

Forever
Stranded
On an island
Of love

Absent
Of
Malice
Attempts-
To ******
Their insecurities

Blanket illusions
Masking the effect
When love
Becomes lust

A race to nut
A
Cozy
Little
Lie
Aug 2016 · 443
haiku ~ Movie Titles
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
sushi girl
john dies at the end
two days in new york
Aug 2016 · 308
where the wild flowers grow
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
did they think not
their secret would be found
silly of them to think their lie could endure
planted beneath a sycamore
a quite shame bounds
the two of them forever obscure
to live life in shame
hounded by hell's hounds
without a bone to barter
their futures bleak for sure
living life's regrets standing on hollow ground
beneath a sycamore
where wild flowers spoor
a note of regret
for who soever shall find whim
hangs their life and dreams
dancing on the wind
This poem is about the degeneration of the human soul caused by the continuing practice of

aborticide

Which eviscerates the soul of man leaving him a crumbled mess entirely opposite of what God intended. There is no prompt or inspiration that lead to this. It just formed, I am only the vessel.  Abortion leaves an indelible bane upon us as universal beings.  Fact: Not so long ago we use take the female newborn outback and bury under a tree. Now we got abortion pills.  There is a war going on right before our eyes. The War of Procreation. Will the next Coming of God be lost in its shuffle?
Aug 2016 · 444
Smoke Signals
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
***** mixed
with a full moon twist
dry and on the rocks
keeps my tongue tide
and close to your ear
while you sexily sip Ciroc
we talk about this and that
and all the slick ****
that comes before ***
and God
that dress
the cause of my distress
killing me ******* softly
Abetted by light friendly caress
bordering the edges of
polite chatter
that sparkle in your eye
highlights a devilish glint
you lean closer
and whisper in my ear
I'm not ******* you tonight
smoke signals I've mastered
so between the lines I see
*****
*****
*****
bartender
another drink
please!
Aug 2016 · 720
Shunned
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Never in my life
Have I've heard
Anything good
Escape your mouth
In regards to me

I am a **** stained smear  
At the bottom of your loafers
Bird **** droppings atop
Your prized buntal brim

Your eyes for me
Holds no sparkle
Or joy or love
For that matter

Only contempt
At the thought
That I am your seed

You spit phlegm
In spite
Of my existence
A regurgitated reminder
Of you

There are no complexities
In truth of procreation

I am the
Mirrored continuance
Of your self-hate
At war with myself

In a battle
Where no one
The victor

Covered in
**** stained shame
A biblical ***
Resign
To live life
Shunned

At the bottom
Of your
Shiny
Brand
New
Shoes
Smoke and Mirrors
Aug 2016 · 396
Africa
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Fragile flowers withering

The crumbling of innocence replaced,

By carnal knowledge of
Violence and death.

Abstract eroticism
Riot their vision

Like an hypnotic drug,
Smothering their existence
Aug 2016 · 342
Dark Times
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
crickets don't chirp in hell
they burn

brighter than the fire
that fuels your scorn

feeding your anger
like cicadas at dawn

takes hold
and suffocate

subjugate spirits
until hearts are torn

love don't come easy
to a cold heart
or a misused
trampled on
abused heart

love is war

unpredictable
from the start

like the urgings of youth
grasping at straws
gasping at yet
another of life's
myriad illusions

lost
in a tabernacle of lies
love tossed aside

like schmatte

as if
God doesn't exist
who am I to love?

I can only die
Aug 2016 · 1.4k
Coffee
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
She came as a breath of fresh air

As beautiful as
Morning Glory
Embraced by dew bathing
Epiphanic
Under a yawning sun

Gentle as a breeze
Her softness
My hallucinogen
I melt in her arms
Continuously

I am in awe of
Her beauty
Breathtaking
Delicate
Feminine
Black

Beautiful Melanin
I fell into her spell
With alacrity

Coffee Black no
Sugar no cream

My Queen

Envied and persecuted
Her essence
The epitome of strength

Like coffee Black no
Sugar no cream

My Queen
Find you a woman and love her
Aug 2016 · 538
MoNstRoSiTy
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
It's sad your fear

Knowing that death is near

You lay hapless as a newborn
Covered in feces

You tell me you love me
You're so full of ****

You would tell me anything now
To save
Your pathetic life

But I promise to bestow upon you
Something greater
Something
More perspicacious than life itself

With your death
I shall create a symphonic masterpiece
In the uproar
Upon finding you
Naked of flesh
Hanging by your intestines

Will surpass that of Burke and Hare
Killers extraordinaire

I shall become known as
The one
To whom all others pay homage

So pray to me and ask my forgiveness

For even God knows
Not to interfere with that which I create

You see

Crying is futile

Yet your wails
Sounds as beautiful music
Salaciously enticing

Your tongue
I shall keep
As a
Reminder of this moment

So scream my child
Scream
Until your heart's content
And your lungs collapse
For there is patience in dying
And my knives
Are sharper than surgeons steel

So relax
Time
Is not of the essence here

Would you
Care a taste

Open wide and eat of your flesh
For heaven abounds in its delicacies
Do you see how my dogs devour it

Your breast I shall keep for myself
For I find immeasurable pleasure comes
From eating
Chocolate covered *******

The way the areola
Plays upon the palate
Like a child eating Cotton
Candy on a rainy day
I shall relish in it's
Memories forever

Your eyes I will keep as witness
Seeing only unto themselves
Pickled and ****
A perfect noon snack
With crackers and tea
Don't you think

Imagine
Their shock and awe
Visualize the headlines

Monster Stalks City

As if
My monstrosity
They can envision (input demonic laughter)

Monsters all of them
Recycling feces upon the populace
Yet
There's breath in their lungs
to vilify me insane

Insanity could not have created death
So beautifully orchestrated
And demonstrated

As abstract poetry
Beautiful in its fluency
Next  only
To the decay of society

Your death
The epitome
The hallmark of all my gatherings
Culminated in your sufferings

Will outlive posterity

And I
Long dead
Shall be resurrected
A copycat a rock star

For you see my dear
It will not end
With you or I
Or the sudden ablation
Of your flesh  
No
You will live
Until
The abstraction of your heart

And I promise you
My love
Saved for last

It will be
The best part
in japan scientist have learned how to recycle human feces into food. Wouldn't it be better as an alternative source of energy instead of steaks for human consumption.
Aug 2016 · 353
What If
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
What if
Hot dogs were burgers
And fries were onion rings (I know
Crazy right) but
What if

We lived on the moon
And the earth our sun

What if we drank air
And breathe water
The grass blue
And the sky green
What if

What if we fought hate and wage peace
Would ****** then propagate
What if

Love was our pledge of allegiance
And our children religion
What if

What if apathy only applied to the universe
What if
Unemployment was overemployment
And depression
A bad dream
What if

The electric car was google
And cloning cure cancer
Would God forgive us
Or would his wrath
Flood
Future temptation
What if

Fallen stars are dreams
And eBoLa
A big ******* distraction
What if

Reality
Is just
Memories
Would you remember me
Or would I
Die in the shadow of a distant thought
Buried in your mind
Forever deceased

And if money was dirt
Where would the dead be
An alternative source of energy
Abortion would provide the gist of that

And if God was visible
Would we see Him
Or is ***** so enticing
It blinds you inexplicably
What if

We could live beyond tomorrow
And chase dreams forever
And the lottery remained the same

Would your luck change
What if
We can do it again
Would you do it the same
Aug 2016 · 234
Unrequitted
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
The quite

Beckons a peaceful bliss

As he sits upon his perch
In rumination

His mind can't fathom

What his heart
Already knows so

He sits and wait patiently

Drunken off tears of libation

Staring into the distance

Hoping that one day
Perhaps

His love
Resurface
When you find Reciprocation
Deposit it in the Bank
Don't misuse or abuse love
Or karma will be your fate
Aug 2016 · 317
Dreamer
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
If I
can dream
a dream of dreams
where every scene serene
and the only sound I hear
is the sound of your laughter
sweeter than the air I breath

I would sleep until infinity
nap
til kingdom come succumbs
to my reality in its totality
vicariously
seeing you as I
see you
my most beautiful
angel

I would die

if not for fear
of suicide
just to be by your side
again

just the two of us
like in the beginning

to hold your hand
to touch your skin
to kiss your lips and
gaze into your eyes
and dream

of what the future
may bring

I didn't tell you
I love you that day
the day God decided to take
you away
from me

I was busy
distracted

just the thought of that
destroys me completely

so I sleep
and I dream of what
could have been
of what we had

I sleep
and I dream
for its where I find
peace

it's where
I find you
The CDC says that about 9% of Americans report they are depressed at least occasionally, and 3.4% suffer from major depression
Aug 2016 · 574
In The Absence Of God
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
The sound was deafening
The earth griped groaned and grumbled
Beneath their feet
Seconds of mobocracy

Followed by
An eerie silence of confusion
Shock and awe

The sun sat high unnerving
As the dust settled
Exposing the grotesque macabre
That is now their reality

Tear trickled traces speckled with blood seared
Upon muddled faces covered of soot
Stood surreal against the carnage
Unabled to grasp what has happened
Trudges about in symbiotic aloofness

Slowly a crescendo of wails
A wretched affair
Sliced into the mid day air
Sending chills to all within ear

Sirens heard from the distance
Approaches quickly
Adding to the cacophony of sound
An orchestra of pain
Reminiscent of
Dante's Inferno
Rock rescuers to the core

Bodies strewn and dispensed
Lie unrecognizable
Young and old alike
For death does not discriminate

As neighbors extend helping hands
Black and white
Slowly the healing begins
We can breathe again
Live again
Trust again
For surely hate cannot be
Allowed to win

The outpouring of support was astronomical
The love felt was undeniable
People say I'm ideological
But love conquers hate
And that's
Indisputable
Aug 2016 · 948
All Things Equal
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
We see but we don’t feel
Apathy
We hear but we don’t speak
Injustices
We allow the innocent to be Consumed
While we give praise to the wicked
A blind eye turned
A ravens feast
Laid bare the pickings-
Thus, the glass house shatters from within
Its columns of shame is
All that remains…
…we the people
Aug 2016 · 351
My Suspicions
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Tomorrows are for dreamers;
I suspect today I will sleep.
Musings
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Feverishly
Feeding off cod
Discursively meandering
A letting of blood

The culmination of my own
Psychosis coagulated thought
Strangulated nonsense

Drools
Into a pool of
Spue

Desecrated
With frivolous ideas
Emanating
A stench beyond reason
That only I
Find scintillating

Sort of like
Maggots
Ensconced
In putrid libation
I drown
In spasmodic
Maundering

Fumbling about
In lunacy
Hungering obscurity
Self-debasement
Defile me
My every gratitude

The rope is only the tool

Slithering
In filth
Of my own demise
Bathing in its
Deprivation

Thoughts of the rope
****** sirens
What chance have I
To deny my fate

The rope is only the tool

Reverberates soundly
Surrounding me of my failures

Swept up in a
Deluge of self-hatred

The rope is only the tool

Yes!!! **** You!!!

But I
Prefer the slow
Deprecation
Of the
Blade
Aug 2016 · 384
Shadow
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
death
follows me closely
while life
retreats into shadows
shunning
gnarled fingers
of winters hand

my heart
palpitates a lonesome song
a ponderance of youth
yearning days of old

where children play
in  bright summer fields
and laughter
is caught
in the bubbles they blew
lifted
with the wind
bursting of sunshine giggles
covering the land in smiles
as the scent of moms apple pie
sent children scurrying home...

i feel death's chill
twitting my memories
mockingly reminding...
that my home
is with him now

as my eyes
fell silent
and my heart
cease to beat
into
    the
         shadow
                   i
              descend
Aug 2016 · 354
Beauty
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
beaut lies in the eyes
of the beholder
the evening sun hesitates
beaut: something outstanding of it's kind
Aug 2016 · 329
Mortality
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
another winter
a road well traveled
heaven in her eyes
There's nothing like a life long lived with the one you love
Aug 2016 · 285
No Man Knows
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
No man knows
The time nor the hour  
Yet he fears the space in between - where
Life borders on the fringe of obscurity
The living
Knowing only what the dead interprets
And history changes as seasons

Wars fought hailing religions banner
Countries forged in
Violent manner
Proceeds
Upon vanity fair  

And if heaven is but an illusion
And God the idea insane
Could it possibly turn back camorra's tide?
For peace upon the land to reign

While despotism
A memory best
Forgotten
Festers bane upon the plains

Death grows tired of collecting
Unlike debt  
That knocks unsolicited
The earth will continue to turn blissfully
And life
Continues to flourish

What imprint will posterity find
Of yours and mine left behind?

Will peace reign or
Violence shine?

Or will man himself
Be
Left
In
Decline?
Aug 2016 · 350
~ in between ~
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
in between her
thighs i lie
to spy her
inner beauty
Aug 2016 · 283
Scavenger
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
A rat roams ravaging for rations
seeks shelter simmering  
from a summers storm
amongst brush
bruised and blushed
he fuss and frets
until the rain lets
then scurries scuttle                
and skittles away
into the darken day
daintily dazed
he manage his way
through a mouse[y] maze
and into a house
through a crack he creeps
cleverly concealed
until a meal he seeks
then out in the open
he silently streaks
towards a prize of cheese he see's
just sitting atop a wooden plate waiting
to be seized
he rushes races radically            
forward
redemption
finally at hand
and upon reaching
the threshold of
success
his life ends
with a loud bang
without regret
for rats       you see
it's all about
chasing
cheese
Aug 2016 · 446
Freedom
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Wars
Pillage
Disease  
Religion
Money  
God      
Soul
Attrition
Governments
Environment
Man
Condemn
Hope
Space
Future
Question
Abortion
Children
Hunger
Apathy
Mortgage
Empathy
Judaism
Catholicism
Islam
Baptist
Banks
Greed
Gluttony
Foreclosure
Black
White
Division
Impasse
Blind
Death
Legions
Secret
Collaborate
Destruction
Abscond
******
***
******
Jew
Fat
Skinny
Tall
Short
Ignorance
Intolerance
Hope
Hate
Love
Death
Poverty
Wealth
Displacement
Abstract
Reality
Agony
Distrust
Temperament
Conglomerate
Drugs
Pharmaceutics
Capitalist
Socialist
Fascist
Conformity
World
*******
Society
Downfall
Atrophy
Silent
Protest
Propagate
******
Life
Precious
Dream
Regress
Degenerate
Exfoliate
Human
Substance
Into
Nothing
Hell
On
Earth
Freedom  
A
*******
Mockery
Aug 2016 · 411
Protest
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
The oceans and rivers
Waterfalls

The Wind as it roars
In protestation

Trees
Bending in angst

The Earth buckling
Regurgitating man's
Insanities

Storms raging-
Tornadoes and
Hurricanes

And the Bee's

They weep
In silence
An invocation
Aug 2016 · 225
Beloved
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
That day
You took
My breath away,
I died in your embrace.
Aug 2016 · 390
musings
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
just think, on the day of
reckoning, we all get ******
down the void, as one.
Death does not discriminate
Aug 2016 · 567
musings#2faith
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
what if the test
is not what we go through
but an examination of how we
endure
Aug 2016 · 247
Rush
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Telephone ringing
It only adds to the rhythm of
Our bodies pumping riding rushing
To answer-
Hello?
Here he comes
Aug 2016 · 383
Scorn
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
she wore her scorn

as tempting as

her little black dress

venus fly trap
Never **** over a good woman.
Aug 2016 · 333
See Me
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
if i could lasso a rainbow and
corral the stars
all~ i would place at your feet
if only
you would
just
see
me
Aug 2016 · 453
Dragon Blood
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
He sits on the edge of the world
unconcerned with the
dissimulation of
polite society
busy little bee's
bouncing off reality
living the dream he
so valiantly fought to protect
he sits there quietly
saturated in *****
manufactured of
white port fueled
by memory of war
contemplating
nothing
invisible to most
but still
a blight upon their sensibilities and
a horrid fright to the eyes when seen
cold hungry and shivering
they could give a **** to his welfare
they cogitate his insanity
his own undoings
and that smell
the smell of death
lurking  waiting to pounce
on yet another of society's outcast
putrid sores covers flesh uncovered
where gnats and flies feast
and maggots dine beneath the skin and
his breath
his breath  smells of Dragon Blood
do we even know what Dragon Blood is?
apparently he does
two tours in Vietnam an a Purple Heart for bravery
yet he sits on the edge of the world
bravely trampled underfoot of apathy
absent of coalition
he wishes only to be left alone
to dance in the pain
of degredation
and waltz in the face of death
until God calls him to reckoning
he will sit there on the edge of the world
listening to
the mundane idiocrasy of those who wander by
left to his own maundering
invisible that is
until the olympics come to town
For those whom has been cast out - and forgotten.
Aug 2016 · 660
A Myriad Of Thoughts
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Grass
Jutting
Head
Butting
The dead
Lie in bastions
Abutting
Fortifications
Of the living
Whilst angels
Sing of blasphemy
And the heavens cry bile
Mans race
To contaminate
Space
Look closely
The esoteric
Genetics
Unseen
In human DNA
Confound
Look back
Behind
Up towards
An odyssey
The collapse of a star
Infinite and
Beyond reach
Obsolete
The existence
It once existed
Thought extinct
Human iris
Cloned galaxies
Clues to origins
Erstwhile taboo
Yet
Twelve thousand dollars
Shat
Upon a woman's chest
In jest
Unjust
While the
Innocent hunger
Pangs of the just
The meek emanates truth
And weeps degradation
Upon the masses
Bathing in its delight
Soothing of its ecstasy
Governments
Capitulate peace
Their pockets weighted of gold
Precipitates hate
Hate of me
Hate
Of you
Entangles the psych
Towards
The precipice of war
Bodies
Upon
Bodies
Buried in forgotten pits
Women wails
Screams of banshees
At the sight of death
Revenge
More death
Consoling
Conspiring
Conjuring
Retribution
Rebellion
Conflict
Bloodshed
Human suffering
Destruction
Suffers conglomerate
Occupation
Destruction
Reconstruction
Reconstructed thought
Confirm into
Neo-Society
A ******* blight
Upon
Humanity
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
My dog barks incessantly
through the night
At ghouls and ghost
Only a dog's eye can sight

For I swear when I look
There's nothing to be seen

He barks at the wind
The trees and
All in between

He barks at me
When I come to see
What has him acting
So strangely

He barks at shadows
Cast by the moon
A shadow of his tail
Has him all swooned

He barks at cars  noise and
Strangers in the night
He barks at every little thing
That cause him fright

He barks at the neighbors cat
At the neighbors fence
He sits and dispense
Of barking until spent

Breaths lap water then barks again

He barks a melody
That's well received it seems

For out of the night - the howling begins
Dogs and cats alike
They bark at the moon - they bark at each other
They bark at whatever gives
them pleasure
I love my dog
Aug 2016 · 630
Love Is A Powerful Force ~
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Love is a powerful force
Emanating throughout the universe
Resounding in every star

Defying gravity as it sails
Unbound
On an intergalactic path
To find its match  

Love is omnipotent
In its strength

The breadth of God
Exhaled upon man
In infinite compassion

Love is believing

That we never die
Love is forever
Aug 2016 · 388
reflections
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
ripples on the lake
quiet reflections
a mallard takes flight
Modern haiku
Aug 2016 · 368
Darkness Falls
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
Darkness
Falls upon the landscape
Apprehension
Covets
The air

Fear trickle
Where paranoia pervades
And death
Resides in shadow

Whispers tense
With urgent missive
Take heed
And lend an ear
An eye tooth a chin my friend
Death is visiting near

The creatures stir not
For fear of attrition
His armies march on in
**** disease and pestilence
Will follow sorrows end

A land
Barren of life sits naked
Sifting through scarred remains

Of yesterdays
Sneerful of tomorrow
Where hope
Seems trifling and bane
Aug 2016 · 298
flight
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
out of my cocoon
bracing life through startled eyes
butterfly takes flight
Aug 2016 · 295
killing me softly
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
static energy
your kisses upon my flesh
killing me softly
a lovers haiku
Aug 2016 · 392
Rio2016
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
limousines  arrive
flashes of exorbitance
a child scrounge for food
The Olympics comes to Rio
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The End of a Cold War
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
I can savor
The taste of fear
Riding upon the wind
As turbulently
As your troubled mind
Seeks desperately
To understand the mortality of this moment

The life and death mechanics of reality
The realization
That we are to die
As evident of the staccato pant
Of your futile labour

Frivolous at best
Arouses a sense
Of ******* justice

Hard truths
Brought to bear witness of
Your infidelities
Your betrayal

Lies
Aborning of arsenic
Sputters froth
From your womb

Searing traces of bitterness
Cascades a corrupted truth
Transformed into an ugliness
That has become us

Two hearts that once beat as one
Cast fervently
Into a cold war

Unrelenting hatred
Reciprocated  
Ricochet
Unmitigated threats

Wounds
That cannot be reprieved

How did we get here?
Do you even care-
To ponder the thought?

How
I once loved thee
A dream shattered
By the realization of now

But
The now I can live with
The thought of losing you I cannot
**** this relationship

Endure
I must
For the taste of you
Is the sake of me
My sustenance

I close my eyes
In perusal of happier times
When life was bearable

Abruptly
I'm jolted out of my reverie
By hilt of your scorn
Protruding from my chest

Animately
I touch
As if to confirm its legitimacy
A reason for its being

Overwhelmed by solemn peace
I collapse in passive supplication

And as she turns and walk away
Contemptuous
Of the final utterance
To flee my lips
I forgive you

I ponder
If she ever
Loved me at all
A woman scorned is a woman determined
Aug 2016 · 603
Unbridled
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
i awaken to breath
light kiss
upon my nape
the softness of your touch
electrifying our bodies
pumping life
into a new day
Aug 2016 · 969
A Woman Scorned
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
You sit at my table
And eat of my flesh

Do my entrails warm you
Of the cold outside?

Viscera visions of death
Erodes my mind
While you lay bare my bones

Does it amuse you
To watch me suffer so?

For even a buzzard
Shows pity

My heart pumps no more
From whence blood once flowed

A river
As dry as sand
written after discussing "The Burning Bed"  with a friend. I was left with these thoughts...
Aug 2016 · 358
The Sound of Your Heart
Odonko-ba Aug 2016
I can hear the sound of your heart
Beating viciously
Against my chest
Hard fast rhythmic beats

I can sense the blood
Pulsating your beautiful vein
Ah so sweet
The fear in your eyes
Submits to fatal flaws conceit

Escape futile
As the thought
That escapes your putrid little mind
Dissipates upon air unseen

You scream
One last attempt at independence
But you belong to me now

Drink of my vanity
Eat of my contempt
Until your belly bloats
Of my seed bursting at the seams
Expelling a magnificence
Never before seen

And they
My seed
Shall feast upon your flesh
Until dawn
Manifest itself
And consummates
The last remaining memory of you

For surely the sun shines bright
Upon a new day

I can still hear
The sound of your heart
Beating
Viciously

As it fades
An ode to Anne Rice The V. Lestat
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