From my sullied putrefying ink I do not intend to daint the purity Of your poetic sink From whence you write daringly. I have to admit I am no poet Although I have scribbled lines Dented with flaws, even

For Halloween, I will be clad in my epidermal dress. Wearing these rags of my anatomy Called skin. Now withering and shriveling Like putrefied melon. The only jewelries are these maggots Crawling to and

I have never been so clueless about love. I have come not to debate Maybe now, love is the bait. With love, fortunes are captured And with same, lust is glorified. In the arena of racing pulses With amorous

Away with your foul breath of Love. The stench of your betrayal has cast a dark veil over the moon of my heart. And darkness gains prominence. A million stars of bleeding arteries All blink and quaver

Enveloped in my thoughts Yet my brain is barren Like the deserts. And then, My thoughts flutter Like a solitary butterfly Here I lie, Under this tree. Distracted by the rustling leaves Wishing I knew me

In this solitude of myself My eyes are closed And my thoughts open They stroll the pathway Littered with the memories Of the years we lived and loved. It was like a million years But now, like shadows,

My emotions still gather Like pregnant clouds And an outburst Like pent-up steams Trapped in a boiling heart Thought provokingly, I sit. And pensively, I think about our lost course Our lost love. source

Soon enough, the Smart Media Token as announced by @ned yesterday will come to limelight. Really, this post is not hinged on SMT but I drew a lot of inspirations to write this from that initiative. Apparently,

The aphabets began to blur and to swallow one another. That was when I became aware that I was actually crying. I folded the letter which had become moistened with my tears as soon as the prison wardens

I have thrown the lid off Now I steem everyday till I nod off The words speak from inside of me Like pent-up steams scream free from a boiling pot of a ravenous cook Seasoned words spiced from cookbook

The answer to the question "who are you?" has always eluded my wits. @surpassinggoggle's post here painstakingly describes "self discovery". For me, self discovery is a journey with

"See you next time" the teacher said, as he magestically left the class in calculated steps. "Today is the day, I must walk up to her" I thought out loud. I stood up, shakily and headed

We pretend not to lie My love and I But we lie together nightly till dawn she makes believe she lies with no other. Though I know that is a lie, I grin and pretend I know not. I will not deny lying with

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How time flies With reckless abandon. Could the ticktack just calm down "Take a chill pill bro" And time's wingless chariot, Why do you have to move so fast This race is not healthy. He wants

BIRTHDAY She got a big heart. So large a heart, it accommodates all A welcoming smile I bet she smiled on her first day Almost two decades ago When she graced this world. I heard everyone cried. The doctor

Conscripted The commandant's voice roared, As he spoke with spit-flying emphasis. "We fight for our self determination !" He continued My heart flew with each movement Of his unkempt moustache

When your limbs feel weak And feeble like you had foams In lieu of bones. And your tired years tell in your gait. You hobble and wobble Like a wounded tiger After a fierce battle A battle well fought But

PUT SOME LIGHT ON THAT FACE Smiling and laughing have some untold benefits. This post intends to reveal those benefits and give tips on how one can engage in a healthy lifestyle occasioned by smiling and

Daily I dine in this wreck Littered comfort of days of yore With broken china and rusted cutlery And my rustic self with pristine etiquette Daily I wander to nowhere With no purpose aforethought Slaying