Permeable Poems

Bed257

...I am a lone foreigner alocated 
in an exotic landscape with 
nothing but the foaming blue tides of duvet 
that I rythmically sway with like 
the sweet branches of spring. 
I stand, bend, sit on ...

Magnified Myself

...

An inarticulate artist, 
I wanted to paint 
the lone life’s landscape,
            effervescent,
the construed course
of a river called desire
            unrestrained, 
meandering its way...

In a night of blue velvet

...In a night of blue velvet,
when stars are open wounds on the dark sky of memory,
My thoughts intertwine in a slow waltz,
a dance of shadows and lights,
under the moonlight of consciousness,
Seek...

Lens of Life

...Can blackwater lilies 
sing forth sonnets 
of daylight and 
unsung those 
cacophonous notes 
of omen, which 
rhymed with 
sombre elixir 
of spruce rivulets and 
veiled your crimson 
tou...

Veneers

...Rational men among us state plainly 
- that no ghosts walk among us.
But they haven’t really searched the shadows,
or smelled the sweet musk-roses you wore
when wind-chimes twinkle like your laug...

Prelude

...Tonight the act of naming fell through the floor.
We speak permeable solids inflect’d by light.
Things move indistinctly: a pine palette floats
momentarily from semi truck’s bed, crosses
its body...

Drunk In Self

...Duet between Omodele Oluwabunmi and Wems Henry Temmy speaks... cautiously 

OmO
Mother, I forget not thy words
When I was a score and half a dozen
“My daughter, let your heart hold my teaching "...

Internal Inhibition

...You often pondered,  
behind your plastic door 
and pretentious smile, 
could I be her friend? The pressure  
of being needed could hijack 
your life, your perfection, 
your impassive ...

My Foolish Heart

...I thought I had all I needed,
I rested on my oar, 
I thought all had been mended,
I had everything to soar.

Naïve and inexperienced I was,
Someone had to put me through,
It was a different ba...

Steep and Bleak

...I found it necessary to get rid of some things
I don't usually argue with myself
so I cut some questioning pieces
those unnecessary chunks, you know?
but I think there's little left of me
I d...

False Prophets

...False Prophets


                            Spirituality for one, atheism for other

                            deterred


                             Skeptic dissenting extreme religiosit...

Oh

...OH!

You punched holes in my system 
Now, I am incontinent 
I can't hold water for a second 
You blame it on indiscipline 

You licked my mind
Now , I am permeable 
I can't sieve immigrant t...

Irrigable

...There is only love
when we leave the other
behind – our world of others:

Commitments deemed by 
self so paramount,
we become perpetually
addicted to treadmills; 

inducted wrong-tracks
adh...

Running, Running

...Running, running, as fast as I can
I couldn't catch you, you slipped right though my hands.
Like how an hourglass fails to stop the sand from falling,
I couldn't stop you from leaving in the end.
...

A Weary Wayfarer

...“Life’s a long day’s journey into night.” – by poet.

It’s been a long road and I am tired,
I tried to go back where it all began
but my soul got lost along the way.

I live in a world...

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