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"agazed" poems
Water of remembrance sprinkled On the mountain crest of recollection. Indulgent mussy memory catapulted Stones of retentiveness into the Courtyard of events like bricole Of battles. Pendulum of reminiscences swinging On oscillating milage of roads like Trotting horse with drippage of sweat And itching foots. Ghost of reminiscences restlessly Roaming with carriage of yesteryear. Final year educatees required Boardinghouse, But list of items engorged dear Mother's treasury "where do l raise money to buy oyinbo mattress, Ilori?" Mind pullulated with weariness. Intonation of worries. Cantillation of wants. Deficiency of measured means. Oyinbo mattress beyond ladder Of reach. Gluttonously waiting to devour Lesser items, But rays of compulsion unslammed The gate of respite. Lordly arrival warmly welcomed by The dorm room's porter, Walking majestically to the bed-space With the acquired cotton wool and raffia leaves mattress. Gamut of items passed through the eagle's eyes of the housemaster. Silver painted pail donated by a neighbour passed through the sentry of inspection, And got its admission. Mother's used cloak turned bedsheets Passed through the rigorous scrutiny. Newly built portmanteau unlocked and neatly dissected, item by item. Agazed eyes focused on the cotton wool and raffia leaves hand-made mattress. Expectations rattled mumbling astonishment. Legs stuck in the mud of mystification. Telepathic dews covered ocean of thought. Tranquil silence engulfed vicinity, Deflating the balloon of hope like a litigant awaiting verdict from the jurist's chambers. Porter's gesticulating gesture connoted nothingness of demeaning disapproval, perambulating on the hilly terrain of approval. Akimbo stood l. Now the verdict! Molten volcanic magisterial command erupted in a gestapo gesture, Spudding out from the barytone's baritone voice from the selfsame housemaster, From the bastion of authority, And the house generalissimo like a wild brant squalled, matter-of-factly, "we do not accept bed bugs cotton wool and raffia leaves hand-made mattress here". Entreaties collapsed.
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Jan 11, 2019
Jan 11, 2019 at 1:30 AM UTC
OF REJECTED MATTRESS
Water of remembrance sprinkled On the mountain crest of recollection. Indulgent mussy memory catapulted Stones of retentiveness into the Courtyard of events like bricole Of battles. Pendulum of reminiscences swinging On oscillating milage of roads like Trotting horse with drippage of sweat And itching foots. Ghost of reminiscences restlessly Roaming with carriage of yesteryear. Final year educatees required Boardinghouse, But list of items engorged dear Mother's treasury "where do l raise money to buy oyinbo mattress, Ilori?" Mind pullulated with weariness. Intonation of worries. Cantillation of wants. Deficiency of measured means. Oyinbo mattress beyond ladder Of reach. Gluttonously waiting to devour Lesser items, But rays of compulsion unslammed The gate of respite. Lordly arrival warmly welcomed by The dorm room's porter, Walking majestically to the bed-space With the acquired cotton wool and raffia leaves mattress. Gamut of items passed through the eagle's eyes of the housemaster. Silver painted pail donated by a neighbour passed through the sentry of inspection, And got its admission. Mother's used cloak turned bedsheets Passed through the rigorous scrutiny. Newly built portmanteau unlocked and neatly dissected, item by item. Agazed eyes focused on the cotton wool and raffia leaves hand-made mattress. Expectations rattled mumbling astonishment. Legs stuck in the mud of mystification. Telepathic dews covered ocean of thought. Tranquil silence engulfed vicinity, Deflating the balloon of hope like a litigant awaiting verdict from the jurist's chambers. Porter's gesticulating gesture connoted nothingness of demeaning disapproval, perambulating on the hilly terrain of approval. Akimbo stood l. Now the verdict! Molten volcanic magisterial command erupted in a gestapo gesture, Spudding out from the barytone's baritone voice from the selfsame housemaster, From the bastion of authority, And the house generalissimo like a wild brant squalled, matter-of-factly, "we do not accept bed bugs cotton wool and raffia leaves hand-made mattress here". Entreaties collapsed.
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As I lie in your beloved arms I'm engulfed by your warmth The way you move your hand Proficiently round my cloth Gives me a perception of thought That our bond is strong Enfolded in your love You're certain that am yours Without a twoth thought You give me your all Now, We are one The preeminence of your love Makes me wonder where you're from Your infallibility outstrips your flaws Agazed by your ways With no dismay You're perfect in every case Even when you play There's no mistake What more can I say Than to hope our love stays
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Apr 8, 2018
Apr 8, 2018 at 4:37 AM UTC
True love