Clutch me with the
scepter of love once again
kiss me with the lovely
kisses of thy mouth
Let our memories of love
shine in our heart luminously
like the eye of the earth let
it again burn like a bleakly flame
I will love to be a protege
under your territory once again
so I can be protected with the
wings of love you possess
I will inscribe your name
in my heart once again
so your name can ring in my heart
like the concerto of a wailing piano
Let us hide under the shade of our
shadow once again and watch the
demureness of a billowing rain
crisping down on us
Let our Fabergé egg
again be decorated with
the symbol of love, and let
our premonition come true
As long as man can breath and
As long as eyes can see and
As long as legs can walk, these
my lines must bring change to us
Categories:
demureness, best friend,
Form: Blank verse
AUTUMN
shivered yellow sun
struck by autumn demureness
scurries to the west
Categories:
demureness, autumn, nature, sun,
Form: Haiku
I want to break free
from the bounds of your smothering love
and the conforms of this life
I want to break free
from molding to the path you take
and your presumptions of me
I want to break free
from the facade of demureness
and sprint for insolent gratification
I want to break free
from the shackles of our vows
and diffuse into the mists of solitude
I want to break free
from the cage of this marriage
and plummet from the pedestal you have placed me on
I want to break free
from the norms of the family
and delve into the depths of quiescence
With the four words you said,
Honey, I'm home,
Your voice drifts into my ears
jolting me from the slumber of trechery
leading me away from the precipitous cliff
to a serene meadow, our meadow, our home
I laugh at the wild swings of my pendulous mind,
as I uncover the roots of our endearment
Ending my eternal wanderings
forever I am glad to be with you,
Honey, I'm home too!
Categories:
demureness, angst, conflict, dedication, feelings,
Form: Free verse
She arrived.
Meet her,
Boiled egg, naked smoothness white
Like marble, reliable and strong.
O svelte composure of demureness,
Burst and strut through
In the last quarter of the year
To us.
Border line, rain and sun
In battle, drench an already saturated earth
With querulous mingle.
And I am not earth bitterly
To harvest warm dimpled kisses.
Should I dare,
Descriptory massage,
Almond rounding of your eyes
Received and stored in a lid
Lubricated with tears, and contained. Those eyes
Belong to stellar-clad skies
Scudding pedagogically for the Magi,
Myself, they move, and I learn
A lovely pencil of nose, yours,
Yet domicled above lips
Unselfish to reveal snow-white melons
An opening of fresh rose bud,
With the fragrance raw.
The gait is contagious
Not to me. But I wish
I could see disrobed her figure eight
That would never be mine.
The soft breakables of the valley
Would be adored to wetness and excitement,
Fantastic, incited not by me
Who cannot enter that palace
Preserved in the garden
Of her thighs.
for Chiugo, my elder brother's wife.
(c) Onyebuchi, 2011.
Categories:
demureness, love, passion, romance,
Form: Free verse