Should it ever go dark,Hark back to the days of yoreAnd you’d know that fate was right—We were meant to be. Should it ever go dark,Remember, we were strayed heartsIn search of heaven,And we found us. Should it ever go dark,Remember, I made the right choiceTo be with you—head high,Holding you nigh never to letContinue reading “SHOULD IT EVER GO DARK”
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DILEMMA OF A GHOST
It was true, the whispers I heard from the royal dead? Was such our fate and tale to tell—to be lost, faded, and refurbished by the hand of death, sutured to be torn again like the garments of the peasant’s closet? If by one man’s stomach a generation will trust a tomb with their peaceContinue reading “DILEMMA OF A GHOST”
IF TOMORROW I WERE TO BID FAREWELL
If tomorrow I were to bid farewellTo life, of what wispy song would the lipsOf history sing of me? Of what song? Will I be the shadow night loathes to cast?Will I be the truth unworthy of praise?Will I be the fetid stench flies abhor? Will I be a paragon to others?Will I be theContinue reading “IF TOMORROW I WERE TO BID FAREWELL”
FORTRESS OF BEAUTY
Thunder of the sea Enchanter of the coast To whom her flamboyance Cowers to the heart of men. Utterances are like a gushing spring that voids a man his barns of fear I am a boundless sea of purity Pride of the heavens, star of the earth Warmth of the morning Glowing crown of theContinue reading “FORTRESS OF BEAUTY”
SAINT’S CALL
I’m on my knees of guilt Lord. Ready to bring my confessions on board. Like drenching in the rain, I bathed in sin. I knew of the lustful unfolding scenes Nurtured in the setting of my prose, But with the friendship of corruptible different souls, I never cared. I just enjoyed its wages in beatitude.Continue reading “SAINT’S CALL”
THIS IS US
Love: a bonny symphonic orchestra.At least that was what we desired to be—Needing every excerpt in its extra,And sipping its resplendent creamy brie. Perfection was the adage we aimed for.We’d praised its being with everything usForgetting every titanic could tore.In love’s mirage, we rode on hatred bus. Fairly, our stunning love was a puzzle;Riddle ofContinue reading “THIS IS US”
I’LL LOVE A DANCE WITH YOU
I’ll love a dance with youUnder the moon,With your scarlet lips on mine,Your caressSlithering its tentacles on my body,And your waist swaying on my reverbs.I’ll love a dance with youUnder the embers of the February’s moon.You, yes you, my bride and pride,Your dance, your waist beads, my joy. ©TurksonQuills❣️
WHAT SHALL WE EAT?
Meat and fish, gizzard and croaker,All rolled into one steaming hot and large bowlof hunger as harsh as the sun in Sokoto,And lack that grips us as firmly as a viceas we sing in fuzzy voices: what shall we eat? Rice and beans, egusi and fufu,We hope for some but are fed fullof empty promisesContinue reading “WHAT SHALL WE EAT?”
THAT’S ALL I WANT TO HEAR
I dug till I met the crust of your smileAnd realized it wasn’t mine.You should have told me‘Cos I’ve fallen so much thatI can’t find my way home.Hey, you should have told me. “I wish I could show you the way out,But I love you so much thatMy heart’s jungle wants you lost in it.Yes,Continue reading “THAT’S ALL I WANT TO HEAR”
IF TEARS COULD ONLY SPEAK
I lived the moment I died.I journeyed the moment I slept.I knew places my legs touched not.I drank the dew of the moons,I got lost in the open,And I fed from tables’ remnants I used to be revered by million smilesTo be held by pristine solaceTo be called honey.I used to be…Nothing more than thisContinue reading “IF TEARS COULD ONLY SPEAK”
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