I saw old friend Bogart awhile ago
in pieces and fragments
of old, preserved bones
I’ve tried to put him back together
by assembling him, and I did
but there’s so many pieces missing.
His skull is gone, his hyoid and clavicle
his humerus and ulna on the right side of his arms
and even his phalanges.
He has no coccyx on his pelvis and
on his right leg, no tibia and fibula,
on his knee, there’s no patella
yet there’s some pieces of tarsals on his feet.
Incomplete and useless,eh?
Though old, he’s still beautiful,
a perfect masterpiece of the Heavens,
the strength of his bones measure eons
and will you believe me if I say
that because of him, my mom graduated?
He’s been responsible for the success
of students who became doctors and biologists
as old as his bones are,
were the knowledge imparted to the children
of many generations.
Bogart is amazing, a (non)living teacher
that tells me, that there’s beauty
and essence  in fragments of something that
once was complete and that one who
will always remain alive in the lives of many
and now, in mine too.

i.
you remind me of drowning,
of bubbles floating upwards in a dream,
of a creeping pressure that threatens
to crush my hyoid bone.

you smell of suffocation.

ii.
you remind me of songs sung
on your last breath, when the
traces of air barely register
in your lungs.

there are ticket stubs flowing
from your mouth, past lives
in your eyes.

iii.
you are the sweet note in a song,
amplified until my ears scream
in an attempt to drown the noise.

ANAMUMA A GIFT FROM THE  BEAUTY OF LIFE

In the canvas of existence, you're a work of art, so bright and brilliant like the sun
A masterpiece where science and beauty start.
Your moony eyes and your rossy smile reflect the harmony that reality does impeccably keep.

Your smile, a curve of elegance and grace,
It echoes the timbre and rhymes of sweetness
The warmth of your touch, collapses the reality  of distance, and it bringing love to stay just like the ripples of a busy river

In the anatomy of reality,  you're just like the hyoid bone  so soft but mighty enough to hold the tongue
I feel completely happy whenever I see or talk to you
It kisses my day perfect knowing we live in the same planet
Your love has programmed my circulatory and nervious system
All my veins, arteries , nerves, spinal cord and brain dances to the reality of the fact that you're  the best , not just in beaut but also in character
Thus, I can't stop thinking about you

Please let thy love spring forth like the trees planted by the river side
Let the dropplets from the ****** of true love break thy dormancy
Let the sweetest of love and the fragrance of true love be tasted


Because your laughter resonates like a gentle bell , and I want to be the ringer just like a permanent time keeper
Your beaut flies on high frequency that heals so fast and all can tell.
Your heart, a vortex of compassion and love

Tor-kwase Anamuma, art and science blend in the tapestry of reality, your beauty transcends and your personality impress
Bless me thou this day your hardest word 'I love you'.

I LOVE YOU