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The Goodbye Sonnet

Alas! Our unholy affair is over, It’s painful but I’ve got to cross the river, To the other side of the world with fitting possibilities, Waiting to acknowledge the ‘thing’ between was futile, You have your realities, And I was tired of being docile, What we had seem like a dream now, Like a wishful … Continue reading The Goodbye Sonnet

To Goodbyes

It sucks to say goodbye,Saying goodbye is tough,Not seeing you smile towards me again is the hardest,I wish we had met at another time,When the flowers were green and it was summer,When you aren’t someone else’s,When I am not this complicated,When you could simply be mine,It pains to imagine my days without an encounter with … Continue reading To Goodbyes

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I am who I am

Life is good,It sweets me not,Constantly trapped in the circle of culture,To measure my accomplishment’s denture,What’s the justification?My mind conditioned to staged phases,If I do not fall in line with the masses,I have been conned to feel like a failure,I try, I even demure,I am happy but society makes it feel incomplete,Telling me to seek … Continue reading I am who I am

Hugs

Hugs are sweet, Sweeter from your beloved,Nothing pains like side hugs from the one I want,Her fragrance titillating my senses,My arms around her shoulders,When all I wanna do is wrap them around her waist,Pulling her to my chest,Drowning in her scents,I want her snuggled into me trustingly,Her arms wrapped around my neck,Drawing me in for … Continue reading Hugs

Dance Floor

As we move in tandem with the rhythm,Let’s forget our differences,The dance floor won’t cause a blood bath, My body fitted into your frame,Our movements the music tame,Slowly gyrating under the dark lights,No space in between as I am flushed to your space,I feel the strength in your legs in tights,My cheeks rubbing your stubble … Continue reading Dance Floor

Pillow Case

As you tend to the bed,I tender my case on how we should lie on it,A case for fair hormones,To rage on the hearts,And ravage the senses,Burn bright and hot,Till the glory comes,And appreciations become apparent,Standing strong, standing fast,To descend and invade,And win over a soul,For it’s been ordained a holy fight,To the glory of … Continue reading Pillow Case

CHEERS TO FREEDOM!

To the hours I locked myself indoor, Not feeling the breeze flip my dress, To the days I wasn’t free,I seek redress, I am done cowering in the dark, Scared of the unknown and unseen in the lurk, Taking back the time, Not leaving a dime, Facing life head-on damn the consequences, Breathing isn’t forever, … Continue reading CHEERS TO FREEDOM!

Hokey Pokey

You see what I’m looking at, don’t you?Then you know I want to squeeze it like a juicy orange,And drink from the goblet you carry on your chest,I wanna drink and be drunk in love with you,A way to a man’s heart is through his belly,Fill me up, feel me up baby,And let’s get it … Continue reading Hokey Pokey

UNTITLED

Trish is an average Nigerian unemployed youth with a redundant lifestyle and troublesome roommate, however her life is about to experience most ‘unusual’ events. Romance, fame and murder can truly mix. Enjoy!

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