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Oni Olusegun Mar 2020
Four years ago
I mistakenly picked up poetry
in the gym
At first I did not even notice
but When I did
I feel in love
I never knew words could be
So perfect and loaded
I was in love--
I read and I write and I
Love every minute of it
Like every good relationship
It got better with time--
I got better with time
I learned values that spilled
Over to all aspects of my life.
I learned my feelings are my feeling
And they can be raw material to
Make good art.
I learned Good end product requires time, sacrifices and sometimes
ungodly amount of effort
I learned about patience and
how impatience is not a virtue

Like every good story, there is always an end.
It's been over a year since I have written anything
Now I can barely relate to any poem
And I probably can't poetically string two sentences together to save my life

The love has faded but the lessons still keep me going.
Oni Olusegun Mar 2019
I am playing
A game,
One I hate to lose
But I know how it ends--
No one ever win

A joke,
One I'd love to tell
But I know how it ends--
No one ever laugh

A song ,
One I'd love to part
I know how it ends--
No one ever listen

An antique,
One I'd like to show off
But I know how it ends
Nothing last forever

A stranger,
Naked on my bed--
Come to think of it
She is my wife
Oni Olusegun Feb 2019
Waiting on him to call my name
I am not going to be drawn into talking about the good deed I did in the world.
Never!

Did he just called Olusegun Samuel?
God what's happening--- my name is Gabriel.. Olusegun GABRIEL

There is no way I am not entering that golden gate
That is my reward, that's what I lived for.
Please just call my **** name before you close that book
Oni Olusegun Jan 2019
What could I have done to
deserve this?
He walked into my class a god
My father with love in his eyes
and burning anger

What could I have done to
deserve this?
He beckoned to the tired looking
Mathematics teacher to stop--
It struck me hard like thunder
A resounding knock on my head

What could I have done to
deserve this?
Thwack! Thwack!
In my fifty third year I can feel my head
still burning

What could I have done to
deserve this?
My father has zero tolerance for
Indiscretion
This, he told me repeatedly --
But not once with his mouth
Oni Olusegun Dec 2018
I asked God if I could change
my major
and she said yes but
wait till after five years
I asked her if it is okay to
fornicate with Cynthia
and she said sure but
wait till her mom travels
I asked if I should wear ******
or not to wear ******
and she said **** dude!
She calls me that sometimes
She said you can do just anything you want
Thanks God I said
So you are saying I can put this parody poem on internet
Yes yes yes God said
Only God knows what you are going to do next
but when you are said and done
I am so sending you to hell
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