"ilu" poems
Less than three denotes a heart
showing love between two teens.
Texting back and forth with words
created out of broken and squished words.
Back with “ilu,” “ilysfm,” “ily,” “ilusm.”
And forth “i<3u,” “ilym,” “ilylc,” “bilu.”
Outsiders don’t understand the slang
but they don’t know,
they do not need to.
Only the two who are in love.
Dec 7, 2015
Dec 7, 2015 at 3:08 PM UTC
*
*The woods are damp
The wings are heavy
The fire is still burning
The bird is still in flight
My illumination is yours
Your sky is mine
My earth is yours
Your flame is mine
Our path still leads to one-another
Thoughts of 'NOW'
Possibilities of "Tomorrow"
Forgetfulness of "Yesterday"
Will burns us alive
Let our tears flow
Let our prayers seek us
Let not those drops blur our
Visions that seeks us
The earth is drenched in sorrow
Let despair not cloud our rains
If we leave our root of LOVE
Birth & death will haunt us forever
If we leave each other in disarray
The sun will loose its horizon
Melodies of our LOVE-songs are eternal
Let us Unlock our LOVE gates
And Utter those "ILU"z*
*
Feb 11, 2019
Feb 11, 2019 at 12:16 AM UTC
you never could get along with those nocturnal visitations
which try to lull your reason and make soft
reality
inside trappings of my broken sleep, the gallops of your petulance
gets traction in the volleys of your tirades
and I wear your influence like a triple metaphor on ******
highly magnetic and so giving
(so, do I have to duck each time I wish to speak?)
the sun sets slowly, in defiance of the sky
and slyly seeps its blazing colour trail
evening birds come to roost inside my closing eyelids
and there, they wrestle throughout the night
jostling for a space they believe is theirs
they bite and peck in restless dispute
till they find rest in the niche above your dreams
on the vine, grows dusty pods -- cache of independence
and such cracks in the ceiling may prove useful
in the end
it's in your veins where your fractious genius lives --
the whispers of my wishes race along the highway of your blood
chase through your arteries
dart into the mind and back to the heart, where they hope to reside
but it gets a decorated invite card to kindly leave
but you don't see me feel it
(the tiniest embossed part upon the reverse is a modest
ilu)
Dec 23, 2013
Dec 23, 2013 at 11:36 AM UTC
Akingbade Ajasa
Okunrin merin oko Asabi
Omo kan sho sho Ajanaku
Omo omo Esugbade ilu dogun
You're a man greater than the gods
Akingbadesujoba you have dine with evil
Bi Akin pe oku ni popo, alaye a fohun
You'd rule the earth, let God hold his throne in heaven, your judgment is a man's last day.
Akin gbade odi oba
Akin wo igba ileke o joye
Akin wo lu o gba iyi
Akin se ti aiye odi oko oso, odi oko aje
Akin rola o gbagbe ewo
Akin roye o gbagbe iku
Akin robinrin gbagbe odale
Akin riyi o gbabge eledua to ni ayie lowo
The doom of a great man just begin
Aug 1, 2022
Aug 1, 2022 at 8:19 PM UTC
to talk -- to reason -- to ask -- to grill --
to query -- to roast
but ilu.
Dec 20, 2013
Dec 20, 2013 at 2:08 AM UTC