CAPTURING YOUR LOVE
One moment when earth were babe
we dream search in their landscape
the fecundness of a facelit in eyes lanter
so in dream we adorn, we may
lift up the lamp of life that time
shall never make out with
but because they are creature dark in eyes
the green dream leap to the eyes
amidst in aloft, we walk alternately
in quess for mutation
so our legs on course may climb a greater staircase
dust their dust in ethic of their long arm
above mankind eyes
whose fitness only truncates waiting
but time is not a bed
where I may sleep and forget you ,my only dream
having seen your incomparable fingerprints here endearing
like peahen under white cloud;
life so adorn in that devotional flower
and like anthill whose firmness is feets on ground
I search under your stray leg tarry
the very ample dream uncaptured
among the swag of flowers which you adore
Monday, April 21, 2008
poetry
The ENTERTAINERS
Much as I know
He does not know
Drinking and dining
Together in difference table
Our guess
More women and children
Sitting and watching
I’d played more eyes on.
He watches me in sleight
My eye lour as so I’d drunk
But from his eyeing
Making a loupe of newness one – of life
Abrogate the little one – hope
Has by our guess
From me
ON WRECK TRAIN
Sometime they land you right
The train boarded in good faith
To carry you through when the need arises
To cross one hurdle of life to another
Though not all that look good had the eternal look
But because we’d chosen them
We would strive – wake when we should sleep
So the journey drawn from womb of time
May see light of the day
And I who wait; one dream awaiting
A moment of dawn –
May have not taken right route
That now long to escape –
This harder one – stormy
But could not find one to escape
So if I am dead before you make out with me
Look oneside of corner of your very home
There you shall find one fragrance flower
Of love I’d told you of – so often.
Things I Only Remember
I remember time when
I know not roving in backyard
Eye ever under sombrero of teen
I donot remember ever walking away one day
Except that it was hot out there
The unfamiliar road – the sun were not friendly at all
While I move still unknowingly away
I only knew I receive less attention
They do not shout at me anymore;
The watchman’s like signposts
Only aiming now at putting me on right-road
And while I proceed to procure
That thing I’d made more claim of –
Thousands dream of thousand years within the reach
I drowned deep, away from backyard
I only knew so well
Making now all that I could not know –
The movement of life
The GARDEN
Do not go wildly into that garden
Youth crave and rave at rising sun
Eyes on high, and couple with those colourful eyes
That gave birth to mirth
Do not go wildly so you may
Not trample that gentle quash
Aged close to the close of day
Make no such misadventure
Nor put such clumsy leg on that fraternal garden
You’re about to walk
SUNFLOWER
Sweet svelte flower suffuse with philanderer sunlight
How beautiful you are, intersperse
In such way that two great epic like sculpturer
Passes a fingerless hand that
Flank your angelic look soon
Shall emanate invariably
Young woman – in introspection
Dreaming, watching on façade of sunshine
Your suffuse slim anatomy, black body
Dream sunbathe in it inundate finger
But I dream of you
Sink into my dark shadow on trunk road
Roll on a foot like wraith
Along superb sun superimpose
Two image that ride away as one
On a white horse of turtle-dove
Young woman – in introspection
Dreaming of a great warrior, swain
Immerse and impact of blood of free
Who alone can break siege cloche
Of shyness supplant your free will
A slightly light from sun lounge
Reflecting stylus of your etherealness alluring here
That I dream of you
Whole, free and sublime
Turn the mystic of your virginity
Muttering in my frozen lips, eyes serenading
In cobweb of where heart is chirping
Like brood on brook. Your eyes
And the redness of love – apple on sun love-bite…
Young woman,
On bonhomie, lowborn yet with meek skin
Eyes like moonlight, lips like ribbons of scarlet
Your orange breast still undrop; how beautiful
Your look like pomegranate in sunlight
Eyes stocking the fire of dream princess
Under a arm of prince; throat – eyes
On the façade, lips cream with heartily milk
But I dream of you
Stood above my stoop, leave lips on palm
Draw it close, and again, slide
And while you stood – look on click eyes
Sunrises, and like ghost image your shyness
Dismiss – cloche siege broken
You giggling – finding a leg on this uncommon
Ground where we meet in slender chance under
Two leg plumed in plurality of love - sunlight
To a Valentine who is Faraway
To you
My radiancy
Chidinma
I take this one more vacation forever with you
To dine and wine
Hundreds mile away – far away
To the unchangeable
Of days greening – our days
Turned yellow leaf from leave
Of excessive absency
POEM; in Memory - Continued
XII
Once in my youth day
The dawn like one awaiting bus
Took me in galaxy of life. The bubbly breeze
Across render in brief the similitude of that trip
The signpost as a waiter points the route
That in inhibited location move on unhindered
But on your residence stood one giant gate
That unbar unask. I stroll in looking timid in footstep
And like bride, you come in light walk in that ornament of youth
As a landlord to take in your unusual guess
The room garnished with immutable plant, greening
That even in mutable season of life will remain green
The dining room where we dine has a column of light unquenchable
But there in that room a caretaker whose look you took
Her first smile is sunlight, but turn cloudy
When she saw, particularly the sore table; the floor
Tainted with powerful leave of love above us.
Her second eyes recall we’re teen that I took a leave
Only to wait at back door for you…
FAREWELL, … To Lagos
Mother,
Leaving assumes the hope
This night is too long
I do not know when the sun will rise
But the sea breeze, the sea breeze being so
Friendly came to tell me always to stay a few days
I have to rush to the top hill
Do not mind the heavy night
I have torchlight’s I can trace my dream
If moon too refuses to come out
The drum is rolling already, the drum
That dance tomorrow around is rolling already
I have to rush there and pick my part
Do not say I should stay till dawn; dawn
Will not come, rain has covered the heaven
O’ home give me no pet; not this time
I will be happy without you
Father,
I’m glad I will never part a tear
Not time for tear either
My feet is out there waiting for the journey
O’ brother – sister, ah, friend of my green day
None knew you but to love you
In ABSENTEE
You know it, you and i
Born same day
Naked in un-naked eyeing
Were capable of marking our each hour
With wine and meat
And yet, not bankruptcy
For we’re too rich each thoughtful
Of will to live above board
That last birthday party was to serve
Us the dinner you and I on dinette
Chosen gracefully
Yet, you left – forgotten
The set table before us to commemorate
Our ennoblement
But then
I hang love next to God
FIRST LOVE
That morning
It was first, cold drink of imagination
Passing around
That while the splash of morning levelled’s gun set out
The watchful eye watching set out too
From corridor of time
Could not tell with me
The different between sleep dream and waking dream
Nevertheless, we’re not such soothsayer
To have know if such bend on the unfamiliar route
Could lead to prominency
Moving ahead of time in the mirror on each eyes
That we’d gone a long way
Heading for a destination
Before word came – we’re needed at each home
But then,
I suppose you know between that green land embrace
There’s one flower that grow forever
ROSE
By the roadside
A shadow gleam
In incognito
In warmness of incumbent sun
I lay – by
Look astray
The lea latent launching in dark
Rose, -
I knew
None could
Marvel so in warm latitude
But
I admire
Ask her hand
Home
Where upon
Window way
Of my sun lounge
Took refuge
Spread part of hands towards heaven and rest towards
The
Strange
Room;
her
strangerness spur
but Rose –
we chat
day and night – night and day
sleep and wake
into each dream till each dream
install the insulated hope
then
she
glide
down
the window way
and
find
a
foot beside my foot
SONG; To Chidinma
It is quiet so
But, that thought were dreams, as bread
You eat and clean mouth – sway in waiting
Another same to quench appetite
Why do some then, though fall between times -
Do regurgitate self
And such, for my life, could be taken as well
Possibly by excessive loneliness from absency
But I’d let it be for you
Having standout to be seen with you
With your look as dawn – those evening in your eyes
Oh, infancy is life
Yet youth are more making such endearing one
With you
I’d stay much that to leave stray
The feet that fan this brief but fancy dream
Much as I know
He does not know
Drinking and dining
Together in difference table
Our guess
More women and children
Sitting and watching
I’d played more eyes on.
He watches me in sleight
My eye lour as so I’d drunk
But from his eyeing
Making a loupe of newness one – of life
Abrogate the little one – hope
Has by our guess
From me
ON WRECK TRAIN
Sometime they land you right
The train boarded in good faith
To carry you through when the need arises
To cross one hurdle of life to another
Though not all that look good had the eternal look
But because we’d chosen them
We would strive – wake when we should sleep
So the journey drawn from womb of time
May see light of the day
And I who wait; one dream awaiting
A moment of dawn –
May have not taken right route
That now long to escape –
This harder one – stormy
But could not find one to escape
So if I am dead before you make out with me
Look oneside of corner of your very home
There you shall find one fragrance flower
Of love I’d told you of – so often.
Things I Only Remember
I remember time when
I know not roving in backyard
Eye ever under sombrero of teen
I donot remember ever walking away one day
Except that it was hot out there
The unfamiliar road – the sun were not friendly at all
While I move still unknowingly away
I only knew I receive less attention
They do not shout at me anymore;
The watchman’s like signposts
Only aiming now at putting me on right-road
And while I proceed to procure
That thing I’d made more claim of –
Thousands dream of thousand years within the reach
I drowned deep, away from backyard
I only knew so well
Making now all that I could not know –
The movement of life
The GARDEN
Do not go wildly into that garden
Youth crave and rave at rising sun
Eyes on high, and couple with those colourful eyes
That gave birth to mirth
Do not go wildly so you may
Not trample that gentle quash
Aged close to the close of day
Make no such misadventure
Nor put such clumsy leg on that fraternal garden
You’re about to walk
SUNFLOWER
Sweet svelte flower suffuse with philanderer sunlight
How beautiful you are, intersperse
In such way that two great epic like sculpturer
Passes a fingerless hand that
Flank your angelic look soon
Shall emanate invariably
Young woman – in introspection
Dreaming, watching on façade of sunshine
Your suffuse slim anatomy, black body
Dream sunbathe in it inundate finger
But I dream of you
Sink into my dark shadow on trunk road
Roll on a foot like wraith
Along superb sun superimpose
Two image that ride away as one
On a white horse of turtle-dove
Young woman – in introspection
Dreaming of a great warrior, swain
Immerse and impact of blood of free
Who alone can break siege cloche
Of shyness supplant your free will
A slightly light from sun lounge
Reflecting stylus of your etherealness alluring here
That I dream of you
Whole, free and sublime
Turn the mystic of your virginity
Muttering in my frozen lips, eyes serenading
In cobweb of where heart is chirping
Like brood on brook. Your eyes
And the redness of love – apple on sun love-bite…
Young woman,
On bonhomie, lowborn yet with meek skin
Eyes like moonlight, lips like ribbons of scarlet
Your orange breast still undrop; how beautiful
Your look like pomegranate in sunlight
Eyes stocking the fire of dream princess
Under a arm of prince; throat – eyes
On the façade, lips cream with heartily milk
But I dream of you
Stood above my stoop, leave lips on palm
Draw it close, and again, slide
And while you stood – look on click eyes
Sunrises, and like ghost image your shyness
Dismiss – cloche siege broken
You giggling – finding a leg on this uncommon
Ground where we meet in slender chance under
Two leg plumed in plurality of love - sunlight
To a Valentine who is Faraway
To you
My radiancy
Chidinma
I take this one more vacation forever with you
To dine and wine
Hundreds mile away – far away
To the unchangeable
Of days greening – our days
Turned yellow leaf from leave
Of excessive absency
POEM; in Memory - Continued
XII
Once in my youth day
The dawn like one awaiting bus
Took me in galaxy of life. The bubbly breeze
Across render in brief the similitude of that trip
The signpost as a waiter points the route
That in inhibited location move on unhindered
But on your residence stood one giant gate
That unbar unask. I stroll in looking timid in footstep
And like bride, you come in light walk in that ornament of youth
As a landlord to take in your unusual guess
The room garnished with immutable plant, greening
That even in mutable season of life will remain green
The dining room where we dine has a column of light unquenchable
But there in that room a caretaker whose look you took
Her first smile is sunlight, but turn cloudy
When she saw, particularly the sore table; the floor
Tainted with powerful leave of love above us.
Her second eyes recall we’re teen that I took a leave
Only to wait at back door for you…
FAREWELL, … To Lagos
Mother,
Leaving assumes the hope
This night is too long
I do not know when the sun will rise
But the sea breeze, the sea breeze being so
Friendly came to tell me always to stay a few days
I have to rush to the top hill
Do not mind the heavy night
I have torchlight’s I can trace my dream
If moon too refuses to come out
The drum is rolling already, the drum
That dance tomorrow around is rolling already
I have to rush there and pick my part
Do not say I should stay till dawn; dawn
Will not come, rain has covered the heaven
O’ home give me no pet; not this time
I will be happy without you
Father,
I’m glad I will never part a tear
Not time for tear either
My feet is out there waiting for the journey
O’ brother – sister, ah, friend of my green day
None knew you but to love you
In ABSENTEE
You know it, you and i
Born same day
Naked in un-naked eyeing
Were capable of marking our each hour
With wine and meat
And yet, not bankruptcy
For we’re too rich each thoughtful
Of will to live above board
That last birthday party was to serve
Us the dinner you and I on dinette
Chosen gracefully
Yet, you left – forgotten
The set table before us to commemorate
Our ennoblement
But then
I hang love next to God
FIRST LOVE
That morning
It was first, cold drink of imagination
Passing around
That while the splash of morning levelled’s gun set out
The watchful eye watching set out too
From corridor of time
Could not tell with me
The different between sleep dream and waking dream
Nevertheless, we’re not such soothsayer
To have know if such bend on the unfamiliar route
Could lead to prominency
Moving ahead of time in the mirror on each eyes
That we’d gone a long way
Heading for a destination
Before word came – we’re needed at each home
But then,
I suppose you know between that green land embrace
There’s one flower that grow forever
ROSE
By the roadside
A shadow gleam
In incognito
In warmness of incumbent sun
I lay – by
Look astray
The lea latent launching in dark
Rose, -
I knew
None could
Marvel so in warm latitude
But
I admire
Ask her hand
Home
Where upon
Window way
Of my sun lounge
Took refuge
Spread part of hands towards heaven and rest towards
The
Strange
Room;
her
strangerness spur
but Rose –
we chat
day and night – night and day
sleep and wake
into each dream till each dream
install the insulated hope
then
she
glide
down
the window way
and
find
a
foot beside my foot
SONG; To Chidinma
It is quiet so
But, that thought were dreams, as bread
You eat and clean mouth – sway in waiting
Another same to quench appetite
Why do some then, though fall between times -
Do regurgitate self
And such, for my life, could be taken as well
Possibly by excessive loneliness from absency
But I’d let it be for you
Having standout to be seen with you
With your look as dawn – those evening in your eyes
Oh, infancy is life
Yet youth are more making such endearing one
With you
I’d stay much that to leave stray
The feet that fan this brief but fancy dream
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