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I'D Marry Death

In my next life, i'd marry death
I want to be husband to the terminator of breath
I'd pamper her to know no dearth
Feed her with all my love even far above earth

I'd drench her with romance, caressings and kisses
Soak her with sensual honey with my romantic prowess
Fill her heart with my ecstatic sweetness
I'd marry death to salvage humanity from darkness

In this present life i live in so far
Death has been the greatest foe so far
Isn't she married? Is she a widow? Or a spinster
Each time she feel lonely, she plucks man like guava

In my next life, i'd marry death
To keep her away from darkening earth
That no man should know grave taking breath
I'd marry death to deprive every man the casket

If death was shown enough love, perhaps she'd be considerate
Dirge, threnody and epitaph would have no rate
We all have loved ones we've lost; death's inconsiderate
Before my next life, i hold death now as fate

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Rebirth

Genre: Poetry
Title: Rebirth
Author: John King Ayanfe ©

I'm a being beaten by a bragging-heartless life
Being a being beaten by beasts baffles my broken being
Ever being seared by topsy-turvy tempetuous time
Trepidation portrays and whistles to my broken self

Far from faith fetch i fears for my fate
My feet finding no fountain for fortitude
Too many holes hold the whole of my ambitions
The dreams i dream dream i to be dreamt

My life kissed knife and i strife
Should i have been begotten? Tempests taunt me
Day-by-day i go to the house of hope
Wherein i find a drop of water for my rebirth

Oh! My scars bleed - my bleeds are not scarse
Love, religion and education poorly succeeded to fail me
My heart's been lonely - my life's a desserted desert
I'm a body of ocean, yet without water - oh

I need a rebirth - o' reality, chant your incantations
That the duration of hopeless situation embrace expiration
My broken being need rebirth and comfort as my berth
I carved my own rebirth, 'ta-ta' to my woes

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Cities

Title: Cities
Author: John King Ayanfe ©

There is a city; city christened 'Earth'
There is a city beneath the earth
There is a city in the waters of earth
There is a city in the air of the earth

Cities within the walls of a city
Forces, elements and doings beget their kinds
Mysterious in their stance; prolific discharges
Oh, the physical is merely bare before spirituality

Every city suffers chaos, pains and inflation
Earth is calm yet rages with countless troubles
Man is the creator of his own storms
The cities have been portrayed with perpetual worries

Man is borne of flesh and blood
To flesh and blood he lives and dies
Man spends his ephemeral life dining with iniquities
Alas, the body sow for the soul to reap

There are yet cities after 'souls' reaper' comes
One laid with comfort - 'nother carved of furnance
Our cities on earth shall prepare man for either
Thus, the benefits of mortal cities elevates either

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Nude Attitre

Genre: Poesy
Title: Nude Attire
Author: John King Ayanfe ©

Behold, attires covering secrets of nudity
Attires laying betwixt cheap and expensive costs
Thus, nudity is first an attire for all
However, man is nude before life and death

Certain times be when humans love to forsake their status
Nudity becomes the priest of the mind, oh
A room to bath - a room for sexual stance
Yet man's stance before man is to rule man

The rich wear the attire of gathered riches
The poor wear the attire of gathered lamentations
Fashion?! Fashion is a new trend of insanity
Greatly elevated with portraits of nudity

Are we not all nude before shadow and birds
Before the vultures of hidden places; pathetic sarcasm
Aren't we clowns scaring clowns amid clowns
Oppressive intimidation - heartless wreckings - lovely hatred

Those on expensive attires pew on high tables
Those on rags are fed crumbs outside the gate
But death feeds on all as supreme parasite
Aren't we equal irrespective of status? Selfsame grave beckons

Man's nude attire is death, pretending to be no threat
Until lifelessness prove it as fate

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New Hope

Title: New Hope
Author: John King Ayanfe ©
Date: 29/05/2023

From the fist of democracy we seek joyous feast
Our feast of independence has been thwarted by greed's fist
To speak in hope became our wildest shame
For upon our comfort they play political game

They make gangantic promises; empty, futile and unrealistic
They put modern infastructures in places by bogus words
They come as messiahs, yet are slaves to avarice
That they become like ancient masters of captivity

Lo, our past heroes lay angered in their skelental stance
Weeping for the degraded state of our proposed great land
Mental shackles bewitch the mental strenght of the masses
Alas! Can any good thing come out of this land

Lo and behold, a new hope sprout
Yet again a new quartet-years stand before us
Portrayed as the omega of lamentations, and alpha of comfort
We anticipate the beautification of a land defaced by corruption

Now, shall we have a land devoured of kleptomanias
Now, shall there be true governance engraved in transparency
Now, shall this land be a home of perpetual transformation
Now, shall this land be a greener pasture for earth

Arise, o' compatriots
In unity and new hope shall we yet breathe faithfully
That a new time be borne to exterminate our elegy
In this new hope we sing and dance, gladly

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Love Beyond Death

Genre: Poetry
Title: Love Beyond Death
Author: John King Ayanfe ©

If your love is my Hercules heel
Thence, I'd be ready to die a valian
For you sake, I'd been a pyramid
Which sinks deep into the red sea, oh

My love, on the rings of Jupiter
Will I carve my lines and play my flute
Let the melody of my love echo from Mount Everest
May the sun rise by the rhythm of my heartbeat

My love, as death is to Jack, Romeo and Moremi
So I give my life as a price for love
I behold you as a treasure generations long to find
I shall fight both men and gods to protect you

I shall walk the face of the sun
To bring you flowers from the abode of immortals
My beloved, I eternally love you
Even the dawn and dask bear me witness

Death would merry whence I lay lifeless
Yet love would merry more that I love you eternally
For my love be unto you an imperishable seed
I carve these lines as testament as love beyond death