Adookorn Auaduma
My life, a requiem. hastag#PoetryCreator
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The poet in me
the poet in me led me to a dawning pinnacle of rumination where nature fecundate cause, spin me on abstract wheel at noontide around cardinal horizons ferry twilight cortege of pensive clouds for the curious sun, tired and pale on a bier of grey-deeping meditation sit me on the crestless wave return a crasher dressed droopy steal Into my hut, bloshy and blue Iower me into the broody night!
INSOMNIA (Acrostic)
In the dead of night Nefarious bullying whim Scuff through my scanty life; Obliged to watch the night Murmur songs and poetry, Nestle insomniac night's Incessant craving of anxiety Away for a morning of hustle
Why we cry
I imagine the moon wade in dense dark engulfed in foggy clouds of weight night delay till noon, enfold the sun day perpetually succumb to the reign of night and every diurnal life lobby to adapt Imagine the sun set at west fail to rise at the eastern horizon delay till midnight, collide with the moon day perpetually succumb to the reign of night and every diurnal life lobby to adapt Imagine trained a skill worker employed to work for a living realises you are but a donkey always ...
Smoulder of my words
Dear beloved wife, I will soon pass away you alone will walk the thorny terrain of this jungle mired with wild beast you will witness the thrust of storm grow thousands of root in your soil of sapience with tough trunk of baobab tree and bear edible fruit granivore birds will eat your fruits spread them to sprout and shield you from the thrust of storm and thunder blast dear wife, I must have gone while you leave your life to the full you will hear the roar of lion meant to sti...
ORANGES
Orange taste sweet and tangy when eaten Raw, some varieties like sour orange taste Acidic, vibrant, sharp even bitter due to its Natural citrus acid that gives it a unique Gauge of sweet and tart flavors quite juicy Even raspberry-like flavour; for a certainty Several types of orange are sweet and tangy.
Quill
Quite a number of bird's feather were really Useful for the making of ball pen, very Ideal for crafting words on papyrus Long before the advent of modern day Lustrous ball pen that has come to stay.
The curtain on my door
When night fold her huffish curtain off my remote neighbourhood and shot the mouth of night owl monk roasters announce nascence as clump of hustlers introduce day yet it does not provoke my response then the curtain on my life is drawn When petal of flower open her lips kiss the shower of new born sun to enliven her life for nascence as dawn wake in her dazzling fabrics clothe the gaping sky blue-amber still it does not entice my fancy then the curtain on my door is drawn Whe...
Winter Tweet
Transfixed in a tranquil sky that shed winter pearls, the sun is pale and drowsy like an exhausted warrior her soft ray lick through folds of frost faint in the abeyant trees of my garden while I meditate on her patient in awe as migranting birds perch on grey-hair roof of my hut, sing songs of exodus with clinched snow-clad peak, file off chilling touch of white-toothed zephyr pearled leaves of expecting meadows, slide window pane, intrude on my lull with quiescent fingers of co...
STARDOM
Start at an early age to build a foundation Tap every opportunity that comes your way Always be ready to learn and adapt Rise with the sun and not let your hand drop Dark clouds may befog the glow of sun Optimise your talent to attend to stardom Maintain your pace and be the one on top
The path to extinction
when gas flare adorn the sky for 24 hours daily in 35 years, black soot colourise our rivers and air the gift of death we don't need pipe borne water we do not need electricity when gas flare illuminate our vicinity and night flare glow of polution we don't need a faggot, not a lamp when my home is cluttered with polluted industries, undulated lorries pack out my gold we don't need road, not a path we need judicial murder, greedy bullets that pierces tenebrous skull we need ...
Awaiting trial
Led to a skeletal cottage dumb-tongue a warder search me to the fibre extract the emergency wad buried in my anus we are batting moved a skeleton chirp and smile beckon on me l ignore the chartless till passage of days unveil as weird living pall his identity Iking with us are loaded in the hungry cage where the living dead dally continual feed on unsustainable scrums, squat still in our post not to move or we are moved deprived of air we stand, sit and sleep buy affliction, p...
DYSPHORIA
Feral storm from nature arsenal convulse trees and fell in the silent wood, befool their peace but for a while, stir the sleepless billow to roam in the bosom of the sea, and die a foam then recline at supernal cove for a rest and relieve biota of doom but we grope to no avail for life in the dark You have crafted me the son of sorrow who take up the swords of word to express awful pang of horror, fight with words as with sword to manoeuver the remote sky with a cry perhaps the make...
waiting to laugh at sundown
Sun glide through the morning fog, hug the dark arms of cloud time and tide float debris onto the shore, wash off hope though I do not fret perhaps evening creeps in the sky will swank ecru hue display the laurels of the sun, wash away gallant clouds of weight morning breed contentment; instantaneous joy will lack precaution to survive conspicuous evening which serenity I ought to wait if I must laugh, laugh longer!
Scar
the life my fathers, the equation of elementary living were not burdensome they wake with the sun sharpen their machete and hoe, explore nature on the farm in the wood at sea pensive as mourner procession; their yearning glide within the confine of conscience their power tug like torrent billow against storm, suck the breast of nature they traded their yield by barter with selfless hustle free from avaritia lazy blokes that couldn't thread the strenuous path were sustain...
If I must laugh
Sun glide in the morning fog hug the dark arm of clouds time and tide float debris on the shore, wash away hope Though I do not fret Perhaps evening creep in the sky will swank green hue, display the laurels of the sun wash away gallant clouds of weight Instantaneous joy, morning breed contentment will lack caution to survive a conspicuous evening; which serenity I ought to wait if I must laugh, laugh longer!
If we should wait
If we should wait, stand under the blatant sun for distant dusk to track us before we protest the bitter fun of fusion we will wait wait, till darkness engulf us in the odd tide of precept and oppressive flood at the bay float us to the sea and lay powerless to weigh the crispy sea not to consume us If we should cry shed tears into the flattery ocean to be separated from the river or wait for devine intervention before we will refute coerciv...
We wait naked
don't shred me giant hands of weight black soot hug the sky, cover the moon though we moon around to pick the snail without a lamp our hungry head wallop in darkness we struggle to cross the crispy sea storm rent our dugout wave sweep our clothe tomorrow have cease to come we wait naked on desperate shore in futile expectation of our clothe, our dugout!
Web of 5 ribbons
You hurl me into dark abyss of love cast off my shade, a song of deserted thornbush lost from the memory of time The ashes of my clay ooze whirl swirl spread to the sky tamper the sky with drizzle wash alluvium off humus soil Foggy clouds wade the sky sculpt dingy shade of despair, cloak daffodil I have little or nothing to recast my shade on your marble; till daffodil sprout in the darkling of your spook!
Anatomy of my life
A toddler loiter dark terrain, wander the unusual alley of despair alone at the lethal edge of oblivion grown in garden of emptiness, a sterile tree void of fruitful bough l regain hope in my quill, a phallus of fertile spamatozoa fecundate my spouse, piece of papers writing, period of gestation medical checks, editing of poetry play on words as with sons and daughters elicit my glassy life as fellow poets commend the birth of each child conceive in the womb of imagery arr...
My love
My love, a petal of roses has the whiff of love to smear Her face is a garden where love and life are grown See, my dawning sun from her kraal has come to array the sky with smiles that lit the dark path of my sagging life, splendid as the full moon at night I rest between the pillars of her pulpit bury my despair in the haven of her bosom my smouldering ember ooze and flare a campfire I lay bask the warmth of her love, revive my eager life from sequel She tickle my ears,...
A song we never sing
magpie-larks perch on oak tree they peck, fonddle and dance free sing duet of territorial defence their voice lace canvas with ribbon of ardour, snatch away every fuss why do birds glissade and sing song? they owe no one a dine to rupture their joy not the anxious bloodlust to catch wind than to astrogate for daily living don't chase after the wind, owe a dine to rupture your joy than to astrogate for daily living dance and sing like the magpie-lark aware you will leave all beh...
Ears of wandering mind
A voice purr on my phone, flawless like the voice of an angel heralding foretaste, tickle my ears for exploration a vow a wedlock wander, comb for my lust, set me on the sent of her love I have fallen in love with your voice from a billion miles away I suppose you are as soft as your voice which unveil a life of truce - incurrence favour concern Her ears of wandering mind eavesdrop on the silent voice of doubt - is he tall or short soft or callous-hearted owlish or ...
Chartless path
My love saunter on strange path, grope for free rein to go gay a naive bird of daredevil fate hopes to survive on wild hay; she stray far to the lion hole I don't have to question her vain desire that spur her love and feel for wild beast, till lion crush her soft bone I will borrow the lens of prudence Woo a dove biddable to my voice!
The missing page of life
Life, a book of fluky pages scrolled for ages, lay by dark alley a moth in dark night, I grope its many pages while an infant, a teen till youth now in midlife i stumble on sapience take refuge in her shade from the consuming flare of hoax view claw of weight shatters life, hurl good sense behind bar breed pang, pains and grief Joy, the unturned page flee, evade my life!
How I remembered Duka
How I remembered Duka Her silhouetee shade my dark alley i grope our mussy path of long ago wander a stray bird in dense air Caught in tangled web hard to shred, eavesdrop on her downy body songs of alluring symphony like fairy's lay Her cerise lips splay like rose bud at dawn, sing my laurels jar in quill of her vanity with picaresque tongue of flattery Sensual eyes that rustle love to my lust clasp my hub, tether to her boob led me along intoxicated stairway With bu...
Fleeting (Acrostic)
F Freaky are the yearnings of love L Little by Little they are hatched E Even the versed players can't foretell E Every wild-eyed love is set on the blink T They toy with the cer of each other I Irespective of who are the players N Nothing survives a quixotic love game G Glassy and fleeting is romantic love!
Tale of my life
my teen days, cycles of tonado - the passing of Mom and Dad left the stray calf wander on dark alley peel bark of tree left it dry my twenties, drizzle on demise lawn ride me on pale horse of craving foretaste dry off, a dewdrop on summer leaf crops of my lawn genuflect wither my thirties, a tale of an idiot float fleet flee with nothing to recall my forties, a bubble gum in the air rises swank silky glide methodical with a sudden burst to nothingness my fiftie...
Token of my love
This simple but worthy jewelry box is a priceless gift from my alcove brought to you, my darling deluxe phiz, as the value of my love Let your love from her cosy cove earn svelte pearls hived in mom's archive; this simple but worthy jewelry box is a priceless gift from my alcove!
Grief (Acrostic)
Go in a procession of mourners Raise your eyes to the casket on the bier If you care, follow up the farewell song Even you will foresee your own death; Farewell song pays the last hounor!
Pic of my life
my life, a clerihew casual manoeuvre doggerel jingle comic gurgle irregular rhyme verboten hymn twisted pastche maudlin pitch broken quill fly and fall tangled lace hard to loose dry leaf on gushing stream float on without aim elegy at grave side sad tale of suicide slushy summer snow vaporised air flow twilight starlit wade into the night!
Zephyr
I itch eager eyes, watch your soft twirl swirl from universal cove, sing lay in the mangrove Sudden, the sky frown and roar array her body in garment of horro,r brandish a two-edged machete Stir the genial sea to raise furious hands of tempeast on my nostalgic dugout groping for safe bay in dense dark Don't rain anger with pruning knife of storm on my whistle flower, my thatches roof and lover Keita need a flower and, roof to cover her Spare me the tampered sea, my life; sai...
An encounter with the inner ghost
On pinion of subconscious flight my spectre ghost through the balcony of rococo castle along nocturnal path eavesdrop on fear murmur spurious words about a curious being transfixed in scary dark I thought, a snowflake doll, scarecrow crafted immaculate quill succubus erected to seduce a penal corpse in white-washed sarcophagus parading the grave yard o,ghost, crier of foreboding why are you here to night? Do not weigh my sin that's entangled in web of penitent, now wheed...
Quest for love
The wind of love ferry me across ridges and valleys; I perched on flower, a raw reed did not reciprocate love I wind on loveless path with songs and gong, hug her slippery body it vanished away I reeled to the gushing sea, sail off my clothes on her lap without a kiss now naked home the quest for love dies if Esther has so shredded me!
Fantasy world
empyreal grapeshot peel sky furl stars and sun on grinding wheel shred moon to its fibre, filter particles in the atmosphere constellated stars dance the drum of nascence to refraction corset sphere with diamond suit tart up sea and greensward sea , a tidal flood of light, glow flush with floccule of fluorescence in white-haired trees and grasses flux night and day lace celestial pixel with terrestrial pel; an embroidery ...
plastic pollution
at no time has the health of our earth endanger the life of man and nature; God's own pottery has it death began in earth crust recurrent decay, soil feed on plasstic waste lack nutrient to suckle earth veggie thousand years in the offing offer no hope with deific plastic debris in our soil - subtle burial of our feature fewer things needed to curb the bane a little time left to revive the soil; let's drop our trash in the bin dispose, recycle for purposive usage return the land to i...
my remains celebrate nature
when i travel the path to transience, their vanity sculpt my act on cenotaph of despisal, wash my ash in gushing stream of lie mask with fur of primitive monster but recall my feel for early spring, note how spring array tree on fresh leaf and dye ever-green, they will shriek and say 'he used to adore leaf of early rain ' when life doss, lay its postern behind me, the sea hurl fishes to the shore fungus-like, my friends will say of me 'he used to prefer fishing at the shore when su...
Confusion
dust devil twirl at crossroads birl shattered debris and leaves on floating coil of dust plough off feather from swallow hurl to the top of tree spread to the mountain ferry to the sea it veer after its quill soar pell-mell shuttle east whirl west navigate north surf south move to the mountain, stumble on clastic rock reel to the tree lost track of feather swirl sheet surmasault 'why didn't i first go to the sea' it fragile weightless frame twist in the a...
Light of love
hatched from the cocoon of night sun herald dawn with fulgent waft sky, an enchanted seeker after laurels gradual broaden her smile with soothing kisses of the sun on her vast bosom dawn ooze from the shackle of dark, flag the day of good will woven with the ribbons of long suffering people in the valley of shadow bask the warmth of sun, sing her glary body of prospect flaunt in glen of shade, laud the long awaited dawn from dark; light of love lit the groping path of man search...
Cradlesong (Mirror Acrostic)
comic water lily chant love lyric recap my yearning lay low in error and lure to sleep at the public plaza; do not hold me spellbound lady of pleasure, i pray o, black angel! ebony like the neutral night, she wade nakedi into my pale life of chain orbit my life; i moon her sky, boo nude and shy like moon at dawn, grope her transfixed alley of cradlesong.
at the theatre of nature
from an immeasurable distance the wailing azure sky condescend embrace slumberous maiden sea in a spellbound ritual of continual kiss love has not been so picturesque, so animating with awesome swank of colours - the expanse bleed pearls of silvern humidity, array the sky in damp fabrics from an overlap canopy clouds spread snow-blind curtain of overlayed sapphire in m...
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