#aurora
I. SFEM
The giddy peacock, proud and pale,
Pawns his priceless, preened plumage
At the market of fox
He has sapped off fear
Of egg-drop syndrome
And coccidiosis
Of aspergillosis
And the plundering hawks
That hover from the west
Eleven peacock feathers
Now exchange for a crow's
Indeed the phoenix
Has found his peers
In the market of death.
— And the feather learns the weight of flight too late. —
II. REQUIEM
The well wrought scale of Rectitude
Smelted in the furnace of impulsiveness
Sword of Aurora
Recast into swagger sticks
Archetypal voice of Orunmila
Choked with treasures from mammon
The teacher corrects a child's script with a shaking hand,
His salary a rumour, his pension a myth—
While the octopus builds another house on the hill.
Hydra-headed Octopus
Decorated with sceptre of Obatala
— And the feather learns the weight of flight too late. —
Rectitude himself
Murdered at the high altar of solipsism
Situational ethics
Adorned in the toga of currency
Behold!
Yesterday's Barabas
Crowned as today's Kirisiti
© Lanre Adebayo
Apr 30
Apr 30, 2026 at 6:49 PM UTC
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Aug 30, 2024
Aug 30, 2024 at 7:08 AM UTC
The emperor is naked, can't you see?
We're zombies marching to the grave
But we'll never be a part of your machine
We've got to clean up the mess that you've made
The kids are coming; can you hear the sound?
Can we carry the weight of mentality?
The tides are changing, we won't bow down
The children are angry, as they should be!
Can't grit my teeth, can't hold my tongue
There's blood on the floor
But you cannot **** what we are
You gave up being good when you declared a state of war!
Every single thing around us is for show and tell
And we won't go too far outside of the lines
I'm tired of the rules and your corrections
It's pouring rain, but I'm alive!
I've been told to wait, but why should I be silenced?
Why is no one raging?
Now it's been long enough to talk about it?
You don't even know my name!
The explosions around you is your symphony
But little did you know that I was cut for it
I'd rather risk it than stay inside this prison
I can be different, I can't be puppeted!
Love alone isn't enough
Is it easier just to comply?
Cause if you get out, then you just might feel alive
Guess our comfort it comes at a price
You're listening now cause there's blood in the water
Would you look at the mess that we've made
We'll never get free, lamb to the slaughter
Don't blame it on the kids!
I shouldn't have to be the bigger person
Haven't I given enough?
The television lies and now my mind hurts
But you can't stop us now
Nothing can die while we are here!
A dream is all I have
Life, manufactured so we stay in line
I was taught that speaking up was talking back
(We're the revolution)
No matter where you go
(bored, everyone's bored)
You've got to follow the yellow brick road
The only thing we share is one last name
She who refuses to peek through the curtain
Now I'm running far, far, far away
And I'm not going home
They like to think that they're heroes, and we're just all ones and zeros, programmed to add to the noise, but never be seen as an equal
Well here comes the sequel
Songs used:
To Douse a Scalded Tongue– Yaelokre
Grudge– NEONI
I'm Not Going Home–Tones and I
Apple Tree– AURORA
You Don't Know My Name– Tones and I
Family Jewels– Marina
Blame it on The Kids– AViVA
Bird Cage Blue and Yellow– Yaelokre
Bigger Person– Lauren Spencer Smith
Machine– NEONI
Carousel– NEONI and AViVA
Giving Into The Love– AURORA
Daydreamer– AURORA
Gilded Lily– Cults
Daydreaming– Paramore
Underground– NEONI
The Revolution– NEONI
The Kids Are Coming– Tones and I
**** V. Maim– Grimes
Yellow Brick Road– NEONI
Blood//Water– Grandson
Jan 13
Jan 13, 2026 at 3:08 PM UTC
Garish colors dance
Round the world, yet my breath is
Louder than the Sun.
Nov 12, 2025
Nov 12, 2025 at 11:31 PM UTC
It is my habit to walk ever so slow in love.
My heart stirs when another’s begins to waltz,
And it sways only when their heart starts to blaze.
Yet mine burns only after theirs has kindled all the darkness alone.
I walk slowly in love, and no other pace do I know.
So the one who holds my hand must walk —
Twenty kilometers an hour—
While his heart soars upon a jet through the skies. the taste of flight turns bland
When fear clutches at your chest.
And so, I reach each stage too late,
After struggles unseen by those ahead,
Who roll their hearts like a ball on the field
While I drag mine behind me, step by step.
I arrive after days and weeks,
When they have long since devoured their emotions
To pass the time as they wait.
I find them hollow,
Save for a faded melody, a withered crimson rose,
And a weary, lingering tedium.
My heart chuckles, whispers to me,
"In such moments, never arriving
Is better than arriving too late."
Then it tugs me back—
And I return.
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 10:32 AM UTC
تحرقني أشياءٌ لا قوّة لها على حرقِ ورقة.
و دُخاني شفاف، لا يراه أحد.
Feb 18, 2025
Feb 18, 2025 at 10:12 AM UTC
كان لأمّي مجموعة من الأطباق الخزفية، ترابيّة اللون بنقشة زرقاء ناعمة. كانت مجموعتها المفضلة.
في اليوم الذي استأمنتني به على تنظيف أطباقها، كسرتُ أحدها. كانت أمّي في الغرفة المجاورة، لكنّها ببساطة، لم تقل شيئًا.
كسرتُ بعدها أربعة أطباقٍ و ثلاثة كؤوس إلى أن تعلّمتُ كيف أمسك الأطباق المبلولة دون أن تقع من بين يديّ. و في كلّ مرة، كانت أمّي تتركني أُخطئ، أتعلم، و تتصرف و كأنّ شيئًا لم يحصل.
أُلملم ما كسرت، أرميه، ثمّ أُطفئ الضوء.
كان لي قلبًا سكّري اللون، بشواطئ بيضاء، و كهوف تُضيء عندما تسمع الموسيقى.
و في اليوم الذي استأمنتُ به أحدهم على قلبي،
كسره.
كنتُ أمامه، أنظرُ في عينيه، لكنّي ببساطة، لم أقل شيئًا.
و في كلّ مرة، أتركه يُخطئ، يتعلّم، و أتصرف و كأنّ شيئًا لم يحصل.
يُلملم قلبي، يرميه، ثُمّ يُطفئ الضوء.
Jul 5, 2022
Jul 5, 2022 at 6:55 PM UTC
Let me keep in secrecy the troubles that have befallen me. For if she sees the worries written upon me she's sure to make note and in turn ask me for my reasons of longing. My sudden unbelonging for it is not here I want to be, cast into shadows walking amongst the lost and forgotten treading on a muddy Valley floor whos paths were long worn and trotted with many a misery, and snare. Please let my feet not fail me nor my minds eyes bury me in fear. Let these tribulations befuddle me no more instead place my mind on beauty and lend me a message of hope and prosperity a figurative ladder to reach heights of lights gleaned with Emerald ethereal glow and plate colors pure as snow glown in strewn out rows across the skies like Aurora Borealis
May 5, 2022
May 5, 2022 at 5:27 PM UTC
The rosy-fingered dawn
bleeds excitation
and atmospheric trails
for seeking out tomorrow
Are these stars like rain?
Emitting imagination,
refracting suggestion?
Perhaps a new art form swimming
about as cloudbursts?
In undulating waves
war and peace
are colliding out from
the center of the sun
Could they be
messengers from heaven?
A signal from God?
Perhaps at magnetic midnight,
four horsemen shall ride?
Feb 22, 2021
Feb 22, 2021 at 10:54 AM UTC
the very first time i looked up to the sky,
it was dark, and it was scary— still, i tried.
the world was so cruel, and my mind was in chaos
but someone told me, “it’ll be the most brilliant darkness in our eyes”
darkness has never felt this comforting before
so warm, it feels like home. so accepting it feels like a hug.
since then, i never took my eyes off darkness
because i know, it’ll be the most brilliant in our eyes.
Nov 19, 2020
Nov 19, 2020 at 10:44 AM UTC
What if it is not what I imagined
What if the cold breeze is harsh on me
What if I couldn't find my warmth then
What if I feel lonely, even though I wish to be alone
What if that dream stays as a dream
What if I fail to love the moment
But what if,
What if all my "what-if's" are wrong
Nov 18, 2020
Nov 18, 2020 at 2:03 PM UTC
Dear Aurora,
Beautiful and sun-kissed
Warm and enchanting
Delicate and glossed
Mystically enticing
Dear Aurora
I could never thank you enough for splintering my sorrows away
Letting me rest for another day
You slowly happen
The entire world knows you,
Then
Many people start believing you are weak
And selfish
But dear Aurora,
I know you only too well
I have seen you rise up
And have seen how you fell
You are beauty full of sorrows
You are here today and gone tomorrow
You are healing
Aurora you are liberating
Dear Aurora
As you fly across the sky announcing a new sun
A gleam appears to me as a swift burn
It reminds me I am always apart from you
But you will always be a part of me
Dear Aurora
I love you.
Aug 13, 2020
Aug 13, 2020 at 5:38 PM UTC
The lights fill the sky
As we tell stories about our lives
Our pasts, present, and future
Laughing at every misspoken word
Even if things go south
Surely good things will be up and about
The lights may fade in a few minutes
But surely I know this wouldn't fade easily
Aug 12, 2020
Aug 12, 2020 at 12:10 PM UTC
أين أذهب بغضبي عندما يرميه الجميع بوجهي ما أن أُخرجه؟
Jun 24, 2020
Jun 24, 2020 at 4:41 PM UTC
Because I've dreamt a life
with you,
That's more radiant than the sunlight,
More charming than the moon
when shining bright
And more magical than the aurora's
of the north side;
Feb 29, 2020
Feb 29, 2020 at 4:38 AM UTC
Dear Aurora,
I still remember the first time we met,
In black and red
You were gorgeous
(And you still are)
You were full of surprise
And the only precious piece
my soul recognized;
Unknowingly
Your sight soothed my eyes,
As crazy as it'll sound
I was beginning to think
that you were some enchantress in disguise;
And now after a lot of difficulties
We got together
Just know if you're by my side
Nothing else would matter;
Even how much annoying
your pranks are
And how much bad your cooking gets,
You'll always be the Aurora,
the miraculous light to my darkness
forever.......
Yours Only
Axel
Jan 19, 2020
Jan 19, 2020 at 12:21 AM UTC
the blue glow of the television screen
mimicked the moonlight through the car window
where sat, Kate and i, in silence, watching
after a day gone that began with my name and hers
continued on until her slumber
whilst a lunar halo around me kept me walking in the night
the Georgian oak canopy hangs around like aurora borealis
i’ve never noticed it before
Nov 13, 2019
Nov 13, 2019 at 4:27 PM UTC
moonbeams bathe the night
auroras shimmering bright-
fireflies delight
Oct 25, 2019
Oct 25, 2019 at 10:40 AM UTC
i’m so sorry
that no one saw the dangers
of a sleeping sixteen-year-old
being kissed by strangers.
Aug 31, 2019
Aug 31, 2019 at 2:24 PM UTC
I want the atmosphere
to be filled
by your grace
always-
but not always
am I able
to see you.
Aug 17, 2019
Aug 17, 2019 at 7:37 AM UTC
Green and purple with a blueish hue
Choreography of color, colors you
Aurora Borealis
Everyone who sees you falls in love
I'm just one of thousands looking up
Jun 4, 2019
Jun 4, 2019 at 10:51 PM UTC
All of my targeted ads remember
that we wanted to go to Iceland
in winter
to see the Aurora Borealis,
and they bombard me relentlessly
as if marketing in memories.
This instance is not unique.
It seems
no matter how many buttons I push
in attempts to subdue
these bright incursions,
I can't mute you completely.
Feb 23, 2019
Feb 23, 2019 at 3:23 AM UTC
You once told me that when we die,
we become another star in the night.
I never really cared about your zodiac and lunar signs,
I never paid attention to the solar action shooting by,
You'd wonder if it's magic plans or broken scrap that flew the skies,
You were psychedelic dresses, I was only wrapped in suit and tie,
It never blew my mind until I finally gave your truth a try,
I glimpsed the puzzle pieces in the time before the moon would rise,
A tapestry on galaxies, depicting myths, and human lies,
I guess you proved me wrong again, I was quick to scrutinize.
Now, I'm studying the subjects and sitting in observatories,
Thinking back to when I'd write them off before I heard the stories,
Earth is boring now you're gone, I hope you're up there yearning for me,
Every star's a soul, I'd see you but there's nothing worse than stormy
Nights and light pollution, it's a blinding kind of nuisance,
I'd be admiring your fusion but the sky has turned translucent,
But still I'm plotting charts of stars, I'm always making observations,
Waiting for the day I get to see your face in constellations.
I wanna chase you forever, whether heaven or hell, I'll go,
Can't let you float away, I'll take a world tour with my telescope,
The way I speed through hemispheres, this night will be the death of me,
But otherwise I'd only see you half the year, you're my Persephone,
I'll trek from Arctic harbors, give binoculars to polar bears,
Shiver in my igloo, hands together, say a hopeful prayer,
And no, I won't be lonely there, your soul will be a solar flare,
You'll whisper an aurora, northern lights to let me know you care.
I'll whistle Canis Major and Minor, and let Orion guide me,
I'm quite unlikely to quit, what kind of guy would I be?
To search the Seven Sisters for an eighth and get inside their psyche?
I'll question Cassiopeia, Cygnus, and Pisces nicely,
Ask if they've seen something fishy, and then I'll talk to Taurus,
An orbit tourist, I'm daunted without the gall to forfeit,
So if you're gone, then I'm glad that this was all you taught me,
I live each day for the night and just endure the morning.
Jan 31, 2019
Jan 31, 2019 at 3:50 PM UTC