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Jide Badmus Poem
Bless me
with the fluency of fury
and the articulate voice of anger.
Spare me though,
of its affliction of aggression.
Let my pen paint
the reflection of my thoughts
like a mirror.
Thus my lines become
clones of my imaginations.
Let creativity be
the stubborn shadow
of my verses
and let not inspiration
fly out of my window.
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forced solitude
compulsory confinement
freedom from the sun
tall walls
large locks
glum guards
the soundless flow of time
yawning years
freedom of thoughtlesness
timed routines
in a timeless atmosphere
feigned freedom
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light a candle.
let it glow with hope.
let its thin film of smoke
disperse the dark clouds.
let it drizzle and frizzle out your stress,
let it wash off the stench of sweat.
let your pregnant hope
deliver twins and triplets;
multiple tales of success.
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death whispers
and silence shivers.
hails of wails
pierce the serene atmosphere.
a chorus of sobs
devoid of harmony.
a threnody's melody
is pure agony.
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Tears
are not loud
enough to express
hurt,
not thick
enough to paint
a clear
picture of pain.
Smiles
are so silent
you strain to hear happiness
screaming
from deep within,
so bright,
yet a dull imitation
of joy.l
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Lust,
purified and liquified
lubricates the wheels of my thoughts.
Desires gone wild
tortures my soul with thirst!
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it looks humble
but harbors trouble.
a pregnant silence
nurtures violence.
it is threatening,
it is frightening...
a silent silence whispers vengeance
it is worse than an out-spoken uproar.
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Innocent.
silently the blacksmith works
trying to make a living.
Harmless.
The finished product;
the cute cold black metal rod.
Viscious.
The gun swallows
poisonous pellets.
Violent.
It roars.
It spits fire.
It spits death...
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Your rejection
is a violent blow
to the face of my affection.
It stops the flow
of my compasssion's blood
and dries the flood
of my burning passsion.
But I will continue to feed
this innocent attraction.
I will ontinue to breed
this stainless love
until its muscles grow tough.
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Failure's ferocious fangs
stalk me with sadistic smile.
Fear's firm fist furiously pound
on my heart's door.
Pain's piercing pangs refuse me parole
and sorrow stubbornly seeks to seize my soul.
I'm scared of misfortune's malevolence
and disappointment's desire
to destroy and devour me.
But I won't surrender;
I will struggle to stall sadness
and strive to suck
pleasure out of pain.
I'll trudge through trouble
and gather a measure of treasure.
I'll brew a juice of joy
and consume a cup of courage,
sipping slowly to sedate sorrow.
I'll ride a horse of happiness
through the period of pain -
atleast find a little comfort in distress.
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