Thursday, 2 February 2017

Blank

Been away for a while
In a way I didn't plan
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Consistency chart
Each brake I pull
A break from inklove

So when I take the step again
It becomes type del type del type del del
Like this:
You paid the price
You are the light
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With no fees charged
I have the light
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With no fees charged
I featured the light
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No fees charged
I featured
My destiny
No dirst in it                                                                                                                   


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Monday, 7 July 2014

The Stroke

He comes with a silver spoon
To scoop de seed of dignity
Wish I could say he is the devil in a white gown but he is actually an angel in his perfect outfit

I saw him walk towards ma bed
I wanted it but for the pain
He rubbed my back gently and said ' don't worry you'll be fine.

The first stroke into me and I let out a loud cry
He said, 'sorry' I will be gentle

And then another stroke then
He pulled out gently
I could feel the pain but didnt resist

Spitting juices into me
I moaned, and groaned
After several strokes in and out of me
He rubbed my back gently till I fell asleep

How I hate falling sick cuz Dr Ben won't spare me de syringe

The Stroke

He comes with a silver spoon
To scoop de seed of dignity
Wish I could say he is the devil in a white gown but he is actually an angel in his perfect outfit

I saw him walk towards ma bed
I wanted it but for the pain
He rubbed my back gently and said ' don't worry you'll be fine.

The first stroke into me and I let out a loud cry
He said, 'sorry' I will be gentle

And then another stroke then
He pulled out gently
I could feel the pain but didnt resist

Spitting juices into me
I moaned, and groaned
After several strokes in and out of me
He rubbed my back gently till I fell asleep

How I hate falling sick cuz Dr Ben won't spare me de syringe

Monday, 23 June 2014

TAKE THE STEP OUT


Even when you want to
Your fingers won’t let you
Take a look
Another look, and then a stare
 
Put it down
Better yet shut it down
Smile and tear got into an accident
Emptiness and fulfillment knock hard on each other


Waiting….
Seconds tick away like century
Drop your ego man,
While you put it on, she drifts away slowly

 
Hang out, get busy
Be happy, feel easy
Act like you don’t know
But your head is stuffed with burning coals.

No one’s fault
We jumped into the skipping rope
Not caring about the rules
Now the ropes lashing on our feet

The door is opened for you
To move out? Feel free
Won’t hold you back, won’t stop you.
The truth is you’re not worth it.


Ok, I got it
You want me to help you out
Readily done.

Thursday, 12 June 2014

HAPPY MURDER

Its the bomb
tick tock tick tock
Seconds, minutes and hours are irrelevant

He is here with a silver spoon.
Scoop the seed of progress out of me
Reveal yourself a disguised messenger of the devil
Sweet tongue your way through tickling juice beneath

That touch of purity drain
Ooooooh!!! I knew it!
The mind played around it
Heart caressed and physique adorned it

Too late, we are almost there
Did he? NO, he didn't murder
He only chopped off one arm
Then forced burning coal down the throat

He also pulled of all the finger nails
Slicing ears and shaving hair with hot blazing knife
Both legs are two good to be there
So he cut them off as well.

All this while I watched him with a smile
Actually glad he did
Smiling while he deformed the very essence of me
Ripping off dignity

Out of the shower
Rub the sweet scented ball
In the depth beneath your arm
Flee!! oh sweet songs from thy mouth

Stir into my eyes
As silently I scream, 'you murderer'.
Yearning and waiting.
Itchy eyes and glaring eyes

Comb out the filthiness in your mind
Iron the crumpled desire
Mop the wet eyes
And sweep the jokes from your lip

At that point he turned the maidservant
Set to seal the grave
Set to drag down

Now he is about to go
Looking devilishly enticing
Wish you could go and never return
But the numbness of my desire

The piercing arrows and ghost memories
That will torment only for a short while
After this rite of passage
The era of torment

Comes the mighty revolution
Beckons the great change
Adorns the new worthy me.


Friday, 6 June 2014

HEY!!!, LETS CHAT


Heart: Please don't sink deep. I just want you to stay shallow
Love: oh why? I want to stay in your bosom.
Heart: No pls, you cant stay
Love: But why?
Heart: I fear, I fear you would grow. Grow and be disobedient. You will cause me to lace my shirt and button my shoe.
walk my car and drive my foot.
Love: I will do no such thing. I only do what you ask me to.
Heart: NO. I have heard of you.Like a wood pecker you plunge holes till one is too weak to survive. What if I am unfortunate, you come and stay and I become mad.
Love: yeah, people say I am mad or blind. Ignore them all. Even God says I am the greatest gift of all. Let me in. I know there is vacancy.
Heart: Hmmmmm.... Me again?

Wednesday, 4 June 2014

RED WINE

A drop
Just a drop drained all of me
That painful drop toward the future
Since I was 12 began to bear the pain Toward your existence.

Lyk de count of toes on each feet of days in every month
I endured it in preparation towards your coming.
I moaned, I wept, I turned and turned in bed
No position could calm the storm at rage .

Stop knocking on my womb.
Please..... Hold it!
Come but please when coming come peacefully.
Drop but please when dropping lay down your weapons.

It stretched itself into pains in my leg
I felt dizzy, my tongue became dead to food.
It hated to see me enjoy
So few days before it arrives from its journey.

I have to cease my tongue
From tasting the swt juices
And the enriching tasty meals
Or suffer its punishment
Of pain, running tummy
Hurting legs and great discomfort.

It turned me into a thief.
Looking at my back with each step
Please don't draw a pattern behind me.
I pleaded with it in my heart.

A drop
I feel it drop again.
Ouch!!!!! It hurts!
Ouch! It holds below my tummy
In anger it wants to tear it apart.

It asked to be sheltered
Clothing it required layers of tissue beneath me
Though uncomfortable, I pleased it all the same.
But why mess up your cloth in public.

It betrayed me even after I gave it shelter.
So I had to take extra clothes anywhere I go.
Just in case, it played around too much and messes up again
I do all these till it finally travels again.

So while you celebrate me in. Future
Don't remember only the climax of your coming in 9 months.
But also the several years of enduring pain ready to welcome you.