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~MINUTIA FATE OF THE DEAD~ A poem by Chiayalam
By: Eze Chiayalam Sunday I was sad seeing myself lying to quiet.I tried consoling my mother.I wanted to tell her that I'm In a Better place now, not stressed as before.Please come back to us she whirled.It's alright,my dear, sister.But it seems I'm talking to a deaf ears.I wanted to embrace my father, but all … Continue reading ~MINUTIA FATE OF THE DEAD~ A poem by Chiayalam
OUT OF THE ORDINARY — A poem by Jessy
I choose a lifeA life of riding the storm, and finding calmA life of fighting myself, and emerging victoriousA life that is fruitful, without treesA life of finding success, without drowning in over ambition.I choose a lifeA life that is off the streetsA gentle boy's life in my mind's eyeA personality that is like a … Continue reading OUT OF THE ORDINARY — A poem by Jessy
♨️ RAISE NEW WALLS♨️ — A poem by Jessy
When last the muddy flood decide to abateWhen the golden aureate of the sun whines lateWhen the morning becomes appareled in cold windWhen the Night leans to heavily upon the browsWhen the Agama lizard Eunuch comesWhen calm tension of War betides us.We shall tear down these pumpkinTall bushes of neighborly enmityAnd build we new Walls … Continue reading ♨️ RAISE NEW WALLS♨️ — A poem by Jessy
IN THE BROTHERHOOD OF THE NIGHT—A poem by Jessy
(This poem is about paid assassins thinking about their lives,and their victims. They are resigned to the full knowledge that one day they will be caught by the law)Dazzlings of dark has been spouted of earth's dam,this nightBe it not—we prayed— when all shall be made rightWhen all wrongs— our wrongs shall be weighedAgainst the … Continue reading IN THE BROTHERHOOD OF THE NIGHT—A poem by Jessy
LOVE DESTROYS TO BUILD— A poem by Jessy
Odd it seemsBut that was it With a tone so light and gayWas the love they found.But the meansSo it seemsWas so Misty by the dayMuch fraught with delay.But by and byThe emotional wallBuilt to wall in loveAnd love out-wallDid crumble ---To let in a new loveBut no sooner built upTo protect the loveWhich it … Continue reading LOVE DESTROYS TO BUILD— A poem by Jessy
💔 LOVE IS FOR THE WEAK ❤️—A poem by Jessy
They say love is for the weakFor those too foolish to leave what causes them painThat the strong has more important life painsOf War,of Ambition,of Power,of wealthTo keep them companyNot the gaping pain of Love that do not last.Love is timid; love is manipulativeLike Fear,Lust and HappinessAnd these are but hormones at workAnd only the … Continue reading 💔 LOVE IS FOR THE WEAK ❤️—A poem by Jessy
A BELIEVER’S CURIOSITY— A poem by Jessy
Haiku IIf Light was createdBefore the sun which gives lightThen why create the Sun? Haiku IIIf darkness and light Were separated from lightThen which light is light? Haiku IIIWhen Cain killed AbelAnd feared that he will be slainWhich other man would have? Haiku IVA mark was given CainBy the Lord,lest he be slainBut weren't there … Continue reading A BELIEVER’S CURIOSITY— A poem by Jessy
MAJOR BOSTON HARLEY OF THE BOOT — A poem by Jessy.
Old Boston Harley of the BootAn old craggly dwalf of one toothAs dark as the Raven in it's daily sing out of cu-coo-dutOn duty on railways,queer on his whine and hootAs long as it serves suitable for him to loot.His moustache polished well with cigarette sootCoughing and puffing like those old save-me-trains set afootHe stands—a … Continue reading MAJOR BOSTON HARLEY OF THE BOOT — A poem by Jessy.
SECOND IMPRESSION— A poem by Jessy
It happens only once in a long while,The seeing of persons ,one can't unsee,A glimpse of recognition,Too faint to be true,Too distinct to be ignored,The hazy remembrance of having seen someone,A déjà vu too strong to be gone.Must be someone I have seen,I remember quite where,But the face was slight,In my brain's matching of the … Continue reading SECOND IMPRESSION— A poem by Jessy
THE GOSPEL OF THE STOMACH— A Poem by Jessy
The gospel of the stomach shall prevail every other CreedReligion thrives not if the mouth is left unfedTo science empty stomach has no heedThe Creed of silence is only when one hath no needThe gospel of the stomach sows the seedAnd to others, always takes the lead.Mortals are we and prone to the Creed of … Continue reading THE GOSPEL OF THE STOMACH— A Poem by Jessy
Ode to the Self — A poem by Jessy
My ever changing Self,To you ,I Revere and bend,My image so intricate, I can’t decipher,I rejoice in the little you patiently lend.The days be not soft,But the discovery of self I found so oft',Helps to dispel the darkness,That embeds my personality.The Self, my Fellow,Not my own,Teach me the use of my will,And of happiness which … Continue reading Ode to the Self — A poem by Jessy
ON A HOT FEBRUARY AFTERNOON
Image © Duncan P. Walker On a hot February afternoonWide elephantine ears of a drum broadcast the afternoon messageLoud cleavage of salt-sweat laden attentionDrowsy eyes betray the tired alertness forcedA tripod of hands and chins , the image of dearthNewly minted laughter relieves the monotony.Bright hued afternoon, Rhymer of dreamsLittle Lilliputian bushes screen the dustDrenched … Continue reading ON A HOT FEBRUARY AFTERNOON
And when yet? (A poem by Jessy, written in memory of victims of the Owo and Ondo (in Nigeria) killings.
When the weighted time blown apparition knocks Who shall him outwit and entry deny? When old age lost all teeth ,and scrawns the face Who shall not but in gaping moodiness Wait the inevitable door that exits the stage The backdoor of life’s dramatic epilogue. And when the harvesters sickle are abroad to field Which … Continue reading And when yet? (A poem by Jessy, written in memory of victims of the Owo and Ondo (in Nigeria) killings.
SLEEP,a poem by Jessy
Blue skies crystal clear in my mind Flakes of ivory clouds sailing gently by Our spirits find peace in the Dreamland Nightmares are real and so are sweet dreams. Waking up,is no bliss For him who found no peace of sleep He finds himself facing reality With leathery clouded eyes Sight muddled and bereft of … Continue reading SLEEP,a poem by Jessy
Over Ambition,A poem by Jessy
Image by chikaOnuu Brother,When shall you ever hunger no moreFor power and material things?For even at the filling of thy bellyThou still want moreYou filch from the poorAnd create non-existent spacesTo hide your spoils in a distended stomach.Brother,Feed not thy emotions to thy pleasured willFor every limit set,is only broken with consequenceFeed thy anger no … Continue reading Over Ambition,A poem by Jessy
Called To Roost,A Crime love story by Jessy. Episode 1 Chapter 1
Episode 1 Chapter 1 Miss Nivan dropped the telephone. She looked at her blotting paper,then began transfering what she had hurriedly jotted down,into another book. Today was really a hectic day. They were on a countdown to Christmas, and this was usually the busiest time of the year. However,she was grateful that the business had … Continue reading Called To Roost,A Crime love story by Jessy. Episode 1 Chapter 1
This is Night—A poem by Jessy
--Welcome are we to the Black Night, Concealed,--When our distinct Hue shall our love not disrupt,--When my love,shall not be judged by the color of my skin,--For there's none,we are all dressed in the blackest hue of Night,--In a velvet hue of earthed yond Grove,--Stood we,hands clasped,in the purity of the shadows,--And Cupid is reborn … Continue reading This is Night—A poem by Jessy
Purity white lilies poisedBegrudge not for one who has no love more to giveThe rose have lost its lipstick by an invisible kissNo pink tinge to grace the customary hibiscusFor by you have my emotions been dammedComing forth in sleek spits and gurgle-spurtsAnd whose sprinkle only, now reaches you.Receive from me the purity cold whitenessThe … Continue reading Valentine’s Day
Meet Ben the young introvert
Monday 30/05/22 It was 6 O'clock. I was still asleep.The sound of the door awoke me. Mother was at the door."Ben, you've got to get out of bed,or you'll be late for class".I always get the faint underlying command that surrounds my mom's comments. She gives us instructions as if it were a suggestion,and we … Continue reading Meet Ben the young introvert
The fugitive by David Griffith: A review
My rating of this book: 🌟 🌟🌟🌟🌟 This week's book recommendations includes The fugitive. This crime series (4 books) by David Griffith is a fascinating and action-filled story about a Canadian detective who spent most of his life fighting drug peddling. Having in his later years a desire to live in solitude and peace—away from … Continue reading The fugitive by David Griffith: A review
My first blog post ever!
Finally! My blog is here! Do you know that feeling of awe and satisfaction when your brain-racking session pays off. Yeah! I feel pretty much same now. Indeed,I have always wanted to start up a blog: one which will communicate my interest and passion to people of similar interests. It is something I took a … Continue reading My first blog post ever!