Long Inlaws Poems

Personal vicissitudes pronounced irrepressible self loathing

Ever since mine late boyhood
when unstoppable coded 
cellular processes did segue
I experienced abhorrence
toward yours truly,
an extremely introverted kid,
whose parents nor siblings
(one younger and older sister) could
not arouse him 

out of...

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Let us write something now
About the Kings before which we bow
Of the things we say as we vow
In those large mansions of lights
As we sell off our life rights
In submission to freedom of pain
That mounts...

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My sister says
               my father was a good man --
but, how should I, 
       ...

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LVI Elapsed October 17th's Bore Witness To A Girl Born With True Grit

Tuss ben big goo me newt to write
and how though trite
thine complex edifice immersed in spite
which doth nobody any good RIGHT
hence hie exerted...

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love is an investment
of intangable things
the the joy the excitment
that love undoubtably brings
the secret and the showing
with little unusual things
where by someone ends up knowing
personally what it means
the caring and the sharing
of gracious giving
the euphoria...

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I'm in a messed up kind of mood and it was one of 
 those days
 Where I realize that I have no luck but in all the
 worst ways
 The husband that's never home,...

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To husbands who are mystified
We offer here this marriage guide.
You'll have the finest union yet
If you accept this alphabet.

A  dopt a female point of view.
B  e strong, but gentle, kind, and true.

C ...

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Things that live in webbed corners of our mind,
that lurk under our beds or in the closet we soon find,
love the dark of gloom, the delicious smell of fright,
fertile dreams edge into heart-thumping terrors of...

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Invisible to the naked eye
traumatization (courtesy
chastising and reproaching -
by fellow classmates
and later in life
birth parents and inlaws 
dealt hefty figurative jab)
tremendously impacted yours truly
analogous to him moving bajillion miles away
compounded by his withdrawn demeanor

diagnosed when...

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THIS IS OUR CHAALO
This is not the lubiri 
There is no electricity,
This is not the city
There is no sigiri,
This is our Chaalo,
where we are all buried. 

You won't hear the rain, 
this is not mabaati;
You'll...

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When two people say I do, 
they become apart of another family; 
Often times the transitions hard, 
and there is hostility. 

One often finds it hard to accept, 
the in laws for what they are;...

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Blood sucking leeches
They suck until you're blue
Robbing nectar from your peaches
From the day you say I do

They believe you want to fit in
Boy are they mistaken
You would rather swallow phlegm 
Than eat the family bacon

To...

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