My dead eyes can see through your blatant lies.
They are no longer affected by your wolf cries.
My dead eyes can read your mind,
your facade no longer works ,
There's nothing worthful in you for me to find.
My dead eyes can see pain,
they have just learned to refrain.
your love is the source of my agony,
your promises is a bunch of cacophony.
My dead eyes were once alive,
you took away their strength to survive.
your smile is so mesmerizing,
I can't endure your patronizing.
My dead eyes have seen it all,
they are now strong enough to face any squall.
My dead eyes speak only truth,
all I can feel for you now is ruth.
What causes me grief
Is also what gives me relief...
A bog of tears is what makes me think
It has all disappeared,
My glasses fog because of the mist.
This thing is what causes my woe
Yet it has some truth
That makes me feel so happy...
It does not seem to understand me,
I try to tell what''s bottled up inside
And try to put it under a spell,
Even if I do, I'll go through
Such inner pain again & again.
For without it or the other way,
My soul won't live happily
Or won''t be able to change...
My days will always have colours,
For grey shall be in the night,
Because that is when my thoughts of thou take flight...
Oh it is my hate and love,
It is my grief and happiness,
It is both worthful and worthless...
I can never decide
Because the pain will always reside.
My heart roared like an hungry lion
In haste for prey to feed my roaring heart
But tedious to capture
The Lion and the Jewel departed for nine years
Without saying goodbye
I wandered around like a single pendulum
Wandering helplessly like an untimely killed ghost
Dying every minutes of unconsciousness
Missing my irreplaceable jewel
Thus, living an incomplete being
Ajike Mi owon,
Nature brought you back to me unexpectedly
Eleyinju ege
Adu mara dan
Igi leyin ogbami
Ajike, the spellbinding of all women
Loved by nature
Prettier than diamond
Valuable than gold
Cherished than sliver
Worthful than bronze
Ajike oni wura
Iru re sowon lawujo eniyan
Amon lewa omidan
Nigba ojo, nigba erun,
Mi o ni fi o sile
Arewa Obinrin ti wu gbogbo okunrin fi'saya
Arewa to ju arewa lo
Oniwa tutu bi Adaba
With trust, comes peace of mind
Nature and i will love you till eternity.
Ajike mi owon.
Broken all over
Not fixed, not once
Like broken glass
Hard on the outside
But hollow on the inside
Mistaken, Forgotten
All over the floor
Sharp and painful
Not worthful anymore
not worthful older up down rock chair serene time in a warm corner!
Memories
Anchor, Durable
Sweet, Heterogeneous, Unforgettable
A store of past life and is different all the times
Realistic, Worthful, Trustable
Teacher, Bitter
Experiences
i still remember the first time we kissed
hands we hold together,the touch of your lips
in your arms where i rest,the most peaceful place for me
those worthful conversations, everything is gone as of now i see
we were happy,we were living our life at best
what happened all of a sudden?i still wonder the reason you left
i did everything for you,never made you shade tears of sadness
then why?what's the reason for your madness??
i question everything i did for you
i try to understand the reason i ain't with you
i go back to the same night again and again
trying to figure out the mistake i made but i can't,rethinking about it gets me insane
please come back,lets forget it all and begin a new life...together
no answers,no explanation needed,just don't leave,to me US matter
i have questions but if you don't want,no answers i need
these dark alone days is what i want to rid...........
Perfection flawed surely, yet he still craves to grow
plain books made great by his right hand
his portraits, more vivid in words than in photos
his mind creates thus his hand writes
and ever more lucid, so that our hearts would hold
what’s on each page that his pen plied
He scripts how heaven touched the earth, only clearer
such that the blind saw through their ears
in crypts and deadened tombs, would get the dead attached
to every word that his pen bled
we missed the worthful things because we closed our eyes
but they’re extant, within his pen
Demography,
Geography,
Gender.
Age.
Curb,
Obtain,
Courtship.
Parenthood.
The shape of life is staired,
Either irregularly paired,
or regularly squared.
We find shame in familiar places,
Stamp fame over unventured traces.
Bond to fulfill culture.
Pendulum swings affirming the law of nature.
Sowing coincides with reap.
As man toils to control sanity,mortality leaps.
For restricting malevolent norms unleashes explosive neferity.
Asleep or awake this is the in-between reality,
Of capturing the needless,freeing the worthful.
Farm dilemma of the cow or bull?
By M.O.O aka C.E the free prison-worden
A broken dream,a longe,a
desire,a point to start of a
point to end,a new yoke of a
recent folds,a worthful of
heart resolution,in sincerity it
worth a celebration,in every
dimension;it's a new begining
in which we found sudden
lasting joy of
health,wealth,fame.....,.
A new year,a new day,a new
date,a new gaze,a new born,a
new run.a new turn,a new
form... . . .to them a new
norm,to we a new tron,in
many ways a new life.....a day
so many speak of,the same
so many nose smell not. Yes,
it has the same twelve
month,yet it a means of new
begining for so many heart
who have been failure
driven.....
A new year, to some heart it
made fear;by so many
says,it deserves some
cheers.......alass
HAPPY NEW YEAR
You were always too beautiful
To stand still
You seek out waves of the free
I wonder how it feels
To swim among present life
Whilst their contented bodies rest limbless upon me
You see their lives unfurl
As they grip your strength
Soak up all that breathes in your light
Your are they're worthful cause
They're freedom, a genuine gain
They're everlasting fight
They all concregate around you
Your stormy seas
Instill in them a spirit its true
I look on sadly
Realising they will never choose me
It will always be you
Your tsamami washes over me
As your anger takes hold
You choose not a competition but a hand
As you awash upon me
Your debreit whose party is over
I fall upon them on peaceful sand
I hurl my arms around them
See your watchful eyes
Begin to bring yourself to shore
You leave me peace and space
Then leave me as expectant occupants
Take you back once more....
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