wipe you your tears with
the fantasy of cheerfulness
to find repose & composure
— before hurting your petals.
Grief is the utensil that serves shock
enthralled by the vicious bites of pains
that hauls despair to the oasis of being
The shard of grief quakes misfortunes
darting gloom to glow in dazzling gleams
& tread of depression in spams of nostalgia
A glimpse of grief struts the brim of despair
only the ones that forbid its vibration will annul
the implicit trauma that burns future efflorescence
Cathedral of Misrule
this homeland has turned a sanctuary of paradoxes
by the way authorities plucked our minds along the cathedral of misrule vent in carnage & lawlessness.
always, camaraderie -of-arm radiates gloom to
our clime in way that luminance never found lights
they span constant wrath of unwarranted dismay.
this fatherland has been cowered with the seeds
of shattered plantations seemingly charred by the
wild breezes of tyrants in punctured growth.
alas! we will whirl brightness of brilliance to the dark
& gloomy verdicts that delude our political sceneries
spiking the monsters & demons that lace the cabinets
The room was lit only by
a candle with gleaming lights
to split the sycamore of darkness
the candle twinkle on
brightness into luminous
reflections full of twinkling lights.
on the stroke of midnight.
I'd lit luminous candle in a tranquil silence;
to scribe the poetry I wish I could write.
— ALAO, Afeez Oluwatamilore
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