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Christopher Loti Poem
We’ve seen flowers
Of all colours
Flowers that are bright
Flowers, blue and nice
Flowers that invite bees
Flowers that kiss breeze
Beautiful flowers
Flowers are different
Some hold strong firmament
This flower radiates fragrance of scent
Opens its petals for my sake
Kindles my heart
Knows not the word ‘hurt’
Passionate and loving flower
Beware of phony flowers!
Which pretend to fulfill heart desires
Flowers with uncircumcised petals
Blooming flowers
With smouldering pollen
Burning anther and stigma
Unforgiving flowers
In turmoil; fighting with hard lines
Opening mystery drawers
Where they hide concoction
Poisoning your soul without remorse
Macabre flowers
Copyright © Christopher Loti | Year Posted 2015
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Christopher Loti Poem
I’m sorry for the decision I made
I’m sorry for abetting your fate
Forgive me as I vomit the truth today,
As it might be hard to digest
But for the sake of my peace, allow me to confess
Because If I don’t do it,
my troubled soul won’t rest
I’m sorry I threw you in a battle with pills
Which you failed to endure
Your life was prodded before it had the chance to greet the world
Your corpse was transported in a pool of blood
The same lane you were supposed to travel alive
I confess I found trouble in your presence
I confess I was afraid that in few months,
My middle part will broadcast to the world
Papa will beat me
Mama will be angry with me
My sisters and brothers will reject me
My future will be crumbled
I will lose my dignity
That’s how I defended my stupidity
For silly reasons I saw you as a mistake,
I judged you as a fruit of little worth
A condemned fruit
Not befitting in my days of fun
But son/daughter,
From your heavenly window,
Look at me,
See the shame in my eyes
And fear of reality
Memories haunting me day and night
Realizing what I did wasn’t right
Forgive me
©Christopher E. Loti
(Chris the poet)
Copyright © Christopher Loti | Year Posted 2015
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Christopher Loti Poem
Let me write about her recent behavior
In an attempt to put mine on her lips
She wipes my mouth with resentment
Sometimes landing fingerprints of anger
on my cheeks
When I try entering her doors
She barks at me like a hungry dog
Freezing me with cold air
Outside the gate of confusion
Exhaling me as if I’m a mist
Ruined on the city road
I’m only a man
Weeping silently
But no one sees my tears,
my pain
As I’m crying in rain
©Christopher Ekari Loti
(Chris the poet)
Copyright © Christopher Loti | Year Posted 2015
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