Archival of Tales

WHAT IF? What if the tick - tock of the clock refuses to swing it's pendulum & breath stop to ripple in respire? What if the gleaming noon cease to reap light & the sparkling sunshine of the moonlight ceased to emit it's luminance at dawn? What if the stars of luminous body — full of warm sunlight in dense darkness toss the hurricane; sob, revenge & tragedy? What if the mesmerizing moment turns the pillory of mystery haunting the value of our history? We are all end product of time Under the weight of illusion - Dawn, until breathe is shortened. — visualize & explore time! — AfeezWrites.

We Bleed  When are we having our world back, When will the fear factor vanish, When next are we having our congregational... When will the much underated peace return. For how long do we keep the isolation, Being wary of family and strangers, How long will the global holiday take, We are concurrently stocking food and ammunitions. The world economy going aground, A global recession almost is in sight, Animalistic tendencies in human setting in, Desperation might soon become the order of the day. I pray we don't come out of this facing a world war, The economic crisis might linger in to anarchy, We don't want to experience another colonisation, We need to fight this as one world. Oh Lord we fear this is getting solitary.... Please come to our aid like you've always done, The earth bleeds from all ends, May humanity overcome this. ✍🏾 Sultan Babatunde LAWAL E-mail: lawalsultan@gmail.com sultan_lawal@yahoo.com FB: Lawal Sultan Mobile: 08166867

Cult Forgive us our sins in worship places, Forgiveness is a sin on every other day, Why become a guerrilla in a society that is yours, Don't associate with what you won't be proud of. Bad company is indeed catastrophic, It's our collective duty to end the menace, Everyone is silent over an act that can end us, This malady kills faster than disease. We treat with kid gloves what is of great magnitude, End cultism before it ends you, You address fellow human as lords, Walking through death to stay relevant. An institution that can't deliver itself won't deliver others, No fight for freedom will hinder freedom, Nothing peaceful comes out of hooliganism, You shouldn't be influenced to ruin you. A day will come that we all account for our deeds, We will be proud for every of our good acts, Looking back and wishing our bad monents never happened, May the almighty save humanity from all forms of evil. ✍🏾 Sultan Babatunde LAWAL E-mail: l

Entreaty.   When the pen write  On penchant papers – To drop his prime  In rhymes and rhythms. When thy blister muse Of boisterous tales & thoughts Scribe into the faucets of papers – With the pen; giving passion to sheets. When the adept ink – Seek tender spheres Of rebel & bowels of clarity Into the Oasis of the earth, In it's lucidity. Yet, I will strike the pen  And scribe in aesthetic values — Into pearls of poems; to explore art. —

What If? What if their opinion doesn't count, Heaven won't fall if you decide to please no one, Not minding whose ox is gored, Putting your own happiness first. What if you're only accountable to your creator, Taking control of your own life, Living without jumping on trends, Chasing life crudely and not shadows. What if you only grabble with reality, Refusing to live in the dream island, Not minding if anyone is impressed or not, Setting the pace for yourself. Your life is yours to live, You owe no one nothing, Humans will forever be hypocritical, Don't base your existence on their stipulations. Enjoy your stay while it last, Always be compassionate towards humanity, Be a prisoner of your conscience, Playing to the gallery doesn't guarantee success. ✍🏾 Sultan Babatunde LAWAL E-mail: lawalsultan@gmail.com

Forgotten. We'll forget your flows, So soon and super fast, The memory will fade out, Everything will marry the invisible air like smoke. They may be silent for few seconds, But laughter will come afterwards, Life will go on without you, We will say everyone will die eventually. As it was in the past, So shall it be to the end of time, The angel of death looked elsewhere today, It might overlook others at your detriment tomorrow. No one will breath forever, You aren't guaranteed tomorrow, The day we die we become inactive, Take this temporary life easy. Be good to all while you're still here, Always be mindful of the last day in your deeds, Death is indeed a file closer, The last breath is surely a plan crusher. ✍🏾 Sultan Babatunde LAWAL E-mail: lawalsultan@gmail.com sultan_lawal@yahoo.com

Soulmates. he whispered softly & parted my shirt shouldering  along together in bosom - thine heart, so we began conversing how the thunder - tongued voices want to embittered our cordial relations  but then... our cordiality is like a breathing, at the same time breathe familiarity with fondness from cheek to cheek. let our fraternity flirt – seizing moment of frights perhaps our togetherness live in a pace where angst never leave! — AfeezWrites.