Blessed curse!
Poisonous pleasure!
The pills that none seeks to take
The track that every man had once taken
They said only fools rush in
But as one sec begets another
Follows one man after another
To its dwellings, they troop in
For it's wiser to rush into love
Than to rush into war

They say it doesn't exist
Yet, from it they seek no exit
They call it a dreamy shadow
Yet, they'd love to lay hold of it tomorrow
They say love lies, love dies; and with time, love flies
Yeah! Perhaps, love wasn't meant to last forever
For even lovers don't live forever

Love is our woe, yet our goal
Love is the pill that kills our pain
Love is the pain that kills us men
For love, was everyone once a tool
In love, was every man once a fool
Love is the war of wars
For in it did all warriors die
A fool in love is wiser than the wise at war
Love is the end of wars

©Austin-Vicker

Heavy hearts, burnt by sad words unspoken
Dissatisfaction, like treasures, hidden
Annoyance, harboured in abeyance
With each one seeking his vengeance
What was to be forgotten was never forgiven
For forgiveness found no apology to embrace
So were conflicts covered underground
Until what they could handle got out of hand
And what began cheerfully ended subtly

© Austin-Vicker

It was a chilly eve
Chilling with timid Eve
When sweetness was all I could perceive
I dreamt of having a grip of Eve
The morning woke me beside Eve
Then my mind I did retrieve

Thirty days were hastened past
To that eve was Eve's mind cast
In impatient patience did she expect the usual
Alas! Now an in-patient. Hope we won't lose her?
Was her visitor caught up in Ikeja traffic?
Gosh! This unholy delay is  getting terrific!

We watched the moon catch the sun
In Eve's womb was found a son
Not ready to be called a father
My fragile cap can't keep this feather
I'm poised to swear before the Catechist at the altar
Tears were Eve's bread & water; words, she won't alter
Who would believe her story?
Down my heart, I was sorry!

Years begot years
And time hid tears
But I live with memories of the lies told
Bitter memories till now I'm grown old
Beside my riding bed
Perch my breath like a bird
With me is death impatient
For I'm now an in-patient
What took my dream came for my spirit
Oh! This is the best time to spit it
Before ashes or dust would my body chide
Let it be known, I'm the father of Eve's Child.

...The mother star sat alone like a barren one wondering at the wonders of the night
The sky became more spacious, like all of its tenants travelled to the heavens for an inhouse meeting
Alas! No star gave it's light but the morning star
For it warred Lucifer, the Singing Warrior
One thought met another thought
The sorrow knew no sonorous dirge; neither light nor lightning appeared
The earth paused to read the end
A story of age-long lovers whose break-up broke heaven's heart
Shall I tell of this in words plain or await the arrival of words-plane?
Solemn is the solemn song sung!
I still hear the lyrics as I sit here
It's the break-up of the Lord Himself and his Serf
The break-up of Jehovah & Lucifer
How did Lucifer act drunk?
Or was Jehovah power-drunk?

*Austin-Vicker🌺

I could chorus countless choruses
For your name smoothens my vocal cords
I could chant cheerful chimes
And attend anthems attentively
But no more can I sing a song
For you left me- the song in my mouth

Was it that my tongue slipped?
Or that my lips lisped?
Was it that my eyes went on holidays
Or for sweet whispers exiled with time?
Did you meet god with good rhymes?
Or you got caught by strange limes?
Was it for miles I didn't go
Or I overstepped my bounds?
Has one promised to walk you down the aisle?
But that's why we had you and I

Singing good songs was a heritage
Passed to me like a scepter
Alas! I lost my voice
The good music stopped
Never shall a new song go forth from me
For I know, without you, I'd sing off key
Return, lest, I lose the lines
You were the song in my mouth

*#Austin-Vicker🌺

She'll keep of him each piece
Who chose to be his peace
His pure love will be her own portion
The world would think he ate love portion
Get the gist of this piece
He stays where he finds peace

*#Austin_Vicker🌺

You left a ring in my *******
Motions of emotions it did trigger
You said your move was for a study leave
So to wear those good scents you could perceive
I’ve waited till the demise of the sun
The moon hastens to join the sleeping sun
The ring and I are ageing
Sugar, aren’t you done studying?
The queen of your ring, I’m becoming
Innocent, when are you returning?

You said it was for Master’s degree
To wait on you, I did agree
It’s now thirteen years since we bade goodbye
Mine eyes are now knights to the azure sky
Forlorn, I sit in the ice of the quiet night
Pleading with faring aircrafts that greet my sight
To tell thee tenderly, the weight of a waiter’s burden
And assuring still, that I won’t change all of a sudden
But the Queen of the ring I’m becoming
Dear Innocent, when are you returning?

I heard you now have a “white collar” job
To your lines, I do the “phone caller” job
Gosh! The lines you gave me are now switched off
The hope light that did shine is now switched off
They said you’re a king heartbreaker
That you won’t be back from America
But ‘Hearsay’ is not my “deal breaker”
Your ring is on me like church sticker
Some said your love affairs are not fair
Yet, caution- I dashed the atmosphere
A million voices voice doubts to my hearing
Yet, I await your promise of returning
This lifelong ring, till death, I’m wearing
Innocent, when are you returning?

Many came for my hand in marriage
That your marriage promise is a mirage
But like a loyal soldier
I keep your last order
That I eat not another’s banana
Since you’d soon become the chief farmer
I’m starving, starving of love and love’s warmth
Heart- broken, its pieces, fed on by worms
I’m fading, I’m burning
Still praying, still waiting
If you ever return to find but my dust or ashes
If you return to find my carcass or soul in patches
Know I died waiting for my lover’s promise
Yet, I hope you’ll make good this promise
I’ll wear this ring; though, strong age keeps calling
Remember your promise of returning

#Austin_Vicker🌺
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