WIDOWER'S PAIN

Panic, patience, a widower’s pain become

Cruelty’ callous, a child of chaos he bore

To a god, he grieves, to a deity he dips

His heart  heaped with hopelessness held

Tears, timing, these a  fool may tame

Fears,  folly, a fate that ruins his fame

Offscouring, offspring, off-screen must off-take

Tis shame shared, on shrinking  shoulders shelved

 A wish will wane, a faith could fade

Duty done, are not deed delayed

Rid a rogue of his rotten right, and a rascal’s rot without a rate

Bravery born on broken backbone we just  but bear

Tis his folly alas we break

For our weakness our strength is tried

In us once a triumph found

A tyrant’s  back is bent for life

THIS GRIEVING LOVE

How can I talk  love when I feel  hate

How can I give joy, while still a'sorrow

How do I share gain, while pain I labour 

I've tried to love you a thousand time

but all you ever give is kiss of death

though what i wanted is  see you happy

I hope you find your happiness if you look

I hope you see a sister’s heart in shreds

I hope you find your light deep within

I pray my words get gentle again

I beg you make them mild again

I know you will find us once again

This bleeding heart will grieve no more

This tortured soul will be at ease

This lost love will dance again in peace

As long as sun and moon still shines

As much as day and night still counts

This raging rain too will soon know quiet

Dedicated to my brother- I hope you become that man someday Henry

TONIGHT

Tonight, i will wait so you fulfill your vows
Tonight i will open my legs, like a clock in the hour of 9.15
I shall revel in your  romance, like the birds enjoy the perfumery from flower nectar's
I shall swim in your ocean of passion, as you sing me a new song of love
and tell me stories, of how you crossed 9 oceans and 7 seas to see me
I shall listen to your raspy voice
As you narrate the ordeals you encountered in the lonely dungeon of wait
Of how you longed for me to say i love you
Waiting patiently for the sun to rise, so you could gaze upon my beautiful face
To tell me how my hips sway and make (snakes) jealous
Of how the sound of my voice is like a melody to a crying baby.
Of my skin so supple and rich as the queen of Sheba's
Of how my lips taste succulent like a juicy strawberry.
I shall wait to hear you tell me tales, of how my eyes give light to your heart
Tonight, i shall again wait for you to tell me, how sweet i taste
How raw my love making is, how wild i moan, how deep you thrust,how cush my body feels
Tonight, i shall again await your touch, your smell, your breath, your smile, your look, your scintillating freshness.
Tonight, i shall wait to hear you call me, your beautiful Nubia
Mon ami, ade ori mi, nkem, my golden armory.my sunshine, my rose, my muse,my angel.
Tonight i shall i await your love making
Cos' you will love me likka movie tonight.

MUM'S LAST WORD

Gathered at your bedside
waiting for your last word
with hope sinking fast
we sought your last word
we longed for you to say something
yes something, anything, just anything
one tip as life guide
one last chance to drink from your inspirational quote.

But we waited in vain
the guiding light never uttered
the do's and don't to guide us through life weren't birthed
instead, we had calm
our night became quiet
stillness seized our hearts
your face allured with serenity
as your body give way to a new life

but we hanged on
hoping for the sun to rise
with hearts heavy and wanting the cock to crow
we longed for the grey sky to be blue again
we wished that this memory will fade
that this memory,this dark memory will fade
to fade like the watch-night's whistle in a distant land
alas the earth could take it no more
our reality blur our eyes with tears
leaving our hearts to ache
and our voices to croak with sadness from our cries

you slept peacefully to wake no more
at last I've found your last word
your last word..
I don't know what they are...
perhaps... i'ts in the memories we wish to erase
maybe we will find it in the pain we long not to remember
howbeit, they just might be in the laughter we shared
in the scolding and discipline you instilled in us
maybe it's among the stars as they dance at night
will we find it in the kids you catered for like your own?
or among the folks you counselled at each opportunity you get.
or is it in the service you offered your little community,
by being their voices on matters of family and health?
I just might find it in the women you gave your shoulder to lean on when they hurt
or in the new song they chant when rejoicing

Mum I'm still searching for your last word
wondering if I missed it.
maybe i'll hear you say it
your ever willing and caring heart could be your last word
in doing all that you ever taught me to do
in accomplishing all my goals and dreams
I hope someday, i'll find your last word.

MEANINGLESS TIME

when time doesn't count again..
and i cant remember a moment at all, would u remind me?
when tick tock doesn't swing me on
and hours and minutes no longer make a day, would u remind me?
oh i pray you'll be fine
be alright. just be ok
for you I'll wait this long sentence

this timeless time may be sinking me
this feeling might make me hallow
what won't kill me is this love i have for you
what will keep me going is this feeling that gives me hope
ill remember 'cos you made it count
when you told me, you'll be there for me
when you promised to hold me till the end

when the sun no longer set
and my eyelid close still, would you remind me?
if our love threatens to die
and this cupid choose to fade, would you remind me?
a kingdom full of blossom you vowed
a union tied in harmony your oath says
please remind me.

As I Watch You Grow

Do you know how much you mean to me?
As you grow into what you will be.
You came from within, from just beneath my heart.
It's there you'll always be, though your own life will now start.
You're growing so fast it sends me awhirl, 
With misty eyes I ask, Where's my little girl?
I know sometimes to you I seem harsh and so unfair, 
But one day you will see, I taught you well because I care.
The next few years will so quickly fly, 
With laughter and joy, mixed with a few tears to cry.
As you begin your growth to womanhood, this fact you must know, 
You'll always be my source of pride, no matter where you go.
You must stand up tall and proud, within you feel no fear, 
For all you dreams and goals sit before you very near.
With God's love in your heart and the world by its tail, 
You'll always be my winner, and victory will prevail.
For you this poem was written, with help from above, 
To tell you in a rhythm of your Mother's heartfelt love!

 

By Kay Theese

Source: http://www.familyfriendpoems.com/poem/as-i-watch-you-grow#ixzz3ArSPnR78 
Family Friend Poems 

 

for Adaora

THE LUCKY ONE LEFT

60 seconds in a billion hour
that's how long i hunger

A single glance from a summer shower

It's all my expression needs to get dour

Waiting saps me of my power

All i can do is scream and glower

Galaxies keeps you fairy  bloom like flower
With hopes heightened like a tower
Awaiting sweetness around a bower
While i await my big moment
You is the lucky one
The galaxy beams promises forever

While like a penny waiting for a change i feel
With loneliness and hurt my bane
You is the lucky one i say and cower

Fresh events you seek and embrace

A greener knowledge you clasp

A brighter life you find

While moments pass and hopes shifts
With new grounds conquered
I play the waiting game
The experience leaves me sour

I hope you know

You left and keep me waiting

Waiting on you  forever

Till you be back I’ll wait all over

you is the lucky one

THIS LOVE HURTS

This feeling keeps me bound
My mind remains entangled
Your thoughts latches my shackles
This memory is my bolt

Something in me want to scream
The still in me is letting loose
This feelings my prison has become
This like my cage has empowered

He took the keys to my cupid
I'm locked up in my feelings
He refused to let out my will
He fumbles with my feelings like in a football match
He kicks at the arrow like a penalty shoot

Oh please help find him
tell him I'm tired of this limbo
Beg him to set my soul free
Ask him to release my heart
Make him let me go

All i wanted is to be loved
Loosen this noose around my neck
Untie this knot in my heart
I ask that you show me love
Free me,love me, release this keys
Open this cage.

On the day before we died

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On the day before we died
Ghetto felt like heaven as we grew with pride
We were kids, beautiful souls, children of the most High
Fear of evil, future heros, afraid to tell lies

Talk about harmony, I remember how we lived
Mud castles and warrior stories we strongly believed
We felt loved and walked tall no matter where we roam
I would sleep off at the waziri’s and wake up at home

Firmly, We were family, like we shared the same hut
play husband and wife, police and thief till we get caught
Then retire home to eat from our mothers’ pot

Then things changed, we hung peace on our own iroko
Strangled our love with our own hands
Placed our hope on coma
And Left with tiny chance to heal our land

Now mum says i can’t play wit them and dad nods its true
Avoid kunle, sadiq, chima and Fatima too
That They have marks on their faces unlike you
With Different religion, language, tradition and school

But On the day before we died
We had the chance to live and avoid death
Forgive ourselves and put hate aside
And finally Wash ourselves of prejudice before the sunset

This is that day.

Sic.Nwanguma Ogo . Culled from Dtmiil.wordpress.com

Torn freedom (a tribute to Chinua Achebe)

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He pointed far east as he innocently asked  “where is that dark place?”

I couldn’t answer straight , because as at few days back my mind still battled between Hopes and Impediments,  but its dying.

I am a soldier, my fight began at the Anthills of the Savannah, my cause wasn’t to be a Man of the people nor to prove power, I wasn’t even married then, but then  Marriage is a private affair.

The few combats we won and the shots I narrowly escaped were signs that I was saved by an Arrow of God. Yes, I may have comfortably survived Dead men’s path but inside me I was No longer at ease.

Everyday I missed home, The Flute, The Drum.

I searched steadily for Civil Peace but somewhere inside, my heart told me Beware soul brother, its a “torn freedom”.

And finally, the day the fight was lost, the day a part of me was lost, the day I came home, was the day I realized that Things fall apart.  Although I haven’t given up, but I am tired.

And for my little grandson, the next time he pointed far east and asked me “where is that dark place?”

I simply smiled and replied There was a country.

In loving memory of Prof. Chinua Achebe (1930 – 2013)

as penned by:

Nwanguma Ogo (Sic) Culled from Dtmiil.wordpress.com