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”
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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?”
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