LOVE: IN MEMORIAM
Why do time never "flies"
When love dies
When hearts still numb and sore
Crave for affection no more
Reticent, arrogant time becomes stagnant
And life itself repugnant
Its lofty values and dreams
Now overbloated burst at its seams
Rains never cease now in once blue sky
And thoughts remain shrouded in soliloqy high
And pallete hole posing as hearts
Paint pitiless pictures as despicable as warts
Shards of images eternally shattered in time
Now live as severed sinew of pain, rhythm and rhyme
Endi,
Port Harcourt, Nigeria
February 2006
Dedicated to Mimi*
Thursday, August 31, 2006
Tuesday, August 29, 2006
WESTWARD SHADOWS: DEATH OF A SPIRIT
WESTWARD SHADOWS: DEATH OF A SPIRIT
Its just a few days now
Before I bid thee farewell
Don’t want to get stuck in traffic
That I may find a space there
Weep for me now—weep
Then after tomorrow let your tears cease
Your best and your worst do
‘cos its just a few days now
For me don’t lay wreaths
Or bake bounties of wheat
These sad sad memories keep
Memories of a death keep not
For life’s better than death
But death; death’s more pungent
Like the can of urine
Under late Grandma’s bed
Its just days now
Since I came on cue
Some say acted well too
You never clapped or did you?
You only cheered and jeered
When I put the wrong foot right
You were right there
You were the audience
Never helping me unto solid ground
No! Don’t keep me in thoughts
Or in sullen depressing memories
Memories are also pungent
Like deaths; like memories
Its just days now
Before change comes
You will let Nkemdinma weep
But never let Nwoye, never
In these days they’ll talk
But I won’t be here anymore
This demise I foresaw—plotted
That I will be free to soar
A driver of his destiny
And purveyor of this truth
The truth this spirit concealed
Its days now—nay seconds
You will hold you blink and witness
This moment of transfiguration
For a spirit gasping for new life
Seeking to transcend beyond a future uncertain
You won’t shut your eyes
To the fading era of tarnishing ills
Keep your expensive wreaths
The dew will ruin them
Keep your songs; your wails
Sing for me no requiem
For I prefer the birds’
Keep them for those to come
Me, I will come at dawn
Sparkling and refreshingly new
Like the birds song and the dew
Its just seconds now
Forgive me if I mourn this spirit
It’s to set afloat an inner man
That I may gain the assurance
Of being right there
That place of the long westward shadows
Right there at the centre
Basking in the radiance of the Daystar
©Endi
Port Harcourt, Nigeria
August 2006
Its just a few days now
Before I bid thee farewell
Don’t want to get stuck in traffic
That I may find a space there
Weep for me now—weep
Then after tomorrow let your tears cease
Your best and your worst do
‘cos its just a few days now
For me don’t lay wreaths
Or bake bounties of wheat
These sad sad memories keep
Memories of a death keep not
For life’s better than death
But death; death’s more pungent
Like the can of urine
Under late Grandma’s bed
Its just days now
Since I came on cue
Some say acted well too
You never clapped or did you?
You only cheered and jeered
When I put the wrong foot right
You were right there
You were the audience
Never helping me unto solid ground
No! Don’t keep me in thoughts
Or in sullen depressing memories
Memories are also pungent
Like deaths; like memories
Its just days now
Before change comes
You will let Nkemdinma weep
But never let Nwoye, never
In these days they’ll talk
But I won’t be here anymore
This demise I foresaw—plotted
That I will be free to soar
A driver of his destiny
And purveyor of this truth
The truth this spirit concealed
Its days now—nay seconds
You will hold you blink and witness
This moment of transfiguration
For a spirit gasping for new life
Seeking to transcend beyond a future uncertain
You won’t shut your eyes
To the fading era of tarnishing ills
Keep your expensive wreaths
The dew will ruin them
Keep your songs; your wails
Sing for me no requiem
For I prefer the birds’
Keep them for those to come
Me, I will come at dawn
Sparkling and refreshingly new
Like the birds song and the dew
Its just seconds now
Forgive me if I mourn this spirit
It’s to set afloat an inner man
That I may gain the assurance
Of being right there
That place of the long westward shadows
Right there at the centre
Basking in the radiance of the Daystar
©Endi
Port Harcourt, Nigeria
August 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
Beautiful World...
Come to think of it this way...There ought to be a song in your mouth.C'mon..there ought to be.Isn't it a beautiful world? And u are oppurtuned to be here.Hey! it isn't yoy right.God is sprucing u up for a ur session on the big stage.Just be prepared.Dont hold back.Shake off that lethargy, u will be called any minute now.
Yea..i know what u are thinking...Yes, with all your worries..it just doesnt seem beautiful anymore. But u just gat to keep on going "cos you know that you know that tommorrow will be sooo bright you dont wanna miss out on such a lovely sight.Take a look at this beautiful creatures and friends we've got here..call them butterflies if u are heartless..i prefer to call them Angelflies...call these insects are just one of the multitude of things that God put in here (on Earth) to remind us of how beautiful our lives can be..and we can be! Aint they stunning...i just lost my breath! Lose that hope and u will miss out of seeing these beautiful creatures ever...Imagine that now and then choose if u want to give up.
Yea..i know what u are thinking...Yes, with all your worries..it just doesnt seem beautiful anymore. But u just gat to keep on going "cos you know that you know that tommorrow will be sooo bright you dont wanna miss out on such a lovely sight.Take a look at this beautiful creatures and friends we've got here..call them butterflies if u are heartless..i prefer to call them Angelflies...call these insects are just one of the multitude of things that God put in here (on Earth) to remind us of how beautiful our lives can be..and we can be! Aint they stunning...i just lost my breath! Lose that hope and u will miss out of seeing these beautiful creatures ever...Imagine that now and then choose if u want to give up.
Beautiful World...
Come to think of it this way...There ought to be a song in your mouth.C'mon..there ought to be.Isn't it a beautiful world? And u are oppurtuned to be here.Hey! it isn't yoy right.God is sprucing u up for a ur session on the big stage.Just be prepared.Dont hold back.Shake off that lethargy, u will be called any minute now.
Yea..i know what u are thinking...Yes, with all your worries..it just doesnt seem beautiful anymore. But u just gat to keep on going "cos you know that you know that tommorrow will be sooo bright you dont wanna miss out on such a lovely sight.Take a look at this beautiful creatures and friends we've got here..call them butterflies if u are heartless..i prefer to call them Angelflies...call these insects are just one of the multitude of things that God put in here (on Earth) to remind us of how beautiful our lives can be..and we can be! Aint they stunning...i just lost my breath! Lose that hope and u will miss out of seeing these beautiful creatures ever...Imagine that now and then choose if u want to give up.
Yea..i know what u are thinking...Yes, with all your worries..it just doesnt seem beautiful anymore. But u just gat to keep on going "cos you know that you know that tommorrow will be sooo bright you dont wanna miss out on such a lovely sight.Take a look at this beautiful creatures and friends we've got here..call them butterflies if u are heartless..i prefer to call them Angelflies...call these insects are just one of the multitude of things that God put in here (on Earth) to remind us of how beautiful our lives can be..and we can be! Aint they stunning...i just lost my breath! Lose that hope and u will miss out of seeing these beautiful creatures ever...Imagine that now and then choose if u want to give up.
Same 'ol, Same old....
Its another day and there's life....somebody said life is struggle...and that that is the curse from God.Start here is you want to break free. Ba damu'a http://www.deoluakinyemi.com/categoryjob-blog
Monday, August 21, 2006
Mr Gloom
Well, this is actually the first time am posting without having to think of what i want to share.I guess it's probably because the sun didnt rise in the East today.Today happens to be one of such days when nothing seems to cheer me up...it just seems nothing is working out, career...relationship..finances..well, thank God for Good Old Family..that, seems to be working out.
Its not midday yet and a lot a interesting news seems to be drifting my way..so plenty, that am supposed to be moved but i still dont understand why the Mr. Gloom still sits on the balcony.The guy beside me was reading an article on "Yahweh (Maybe Jehova, if u choose) is a Pagan Name".Funny how we complicate our lives...Oops, am not supposed to snoop..am quite sorry. But it just helped me figure out how to cast push away Mr Gloom. Do some weird thing?..nah.Read my Bible...(probably an uncommon version). OK, i will.What else now? Practice some Zen Buddhism..Hmm Scram while u can. Then what? Figure out how to Clap with one Hand...The Sound of Silence....Imagining what La-La Land looks like....Hmm,so much job to do.Gotta go now.Go work to do.i dont need these anyway, Mr Gloom just walked away, seems he doesnt like my blogging. End of Tale..nah.So? Advice for you, when u are "down" and nearing "out". Just look for something creative to do and just talk.It helps!
Its not midday yet and a lot a interesting news seems to be drifting my way..so plenty, that am supposed to be moved but i still dont understand why the Mr. Gloom still sits on the balcony.The guy beside me was reading an article on "Yahweh (Maybe Jehova, if u choose) is a Pagan Name".Funny how we complicate our lives...Oops, am not supposed to snoop..am quite sorry. But it just helped me figure out how to cast push away Mr Gloom. Do some weird thing?..nah.Read my Bible...(probably an uncommon version). OK, i will.What else now? Practice some Zen Buddhism..Hmm Scram while u can. Then what? Figure out how to Clap with one Hand...The Sound of Silence....Imagining what La-La Land looks like....Hmm,so much job to do.Gotta go now.Go work to do.i dont need these anyway, Mr Gloom just walked away, seems he doesnt like my blogging. End of Tale..nah.So? Advice for you, when u are "down" and nearing "out". Just look for something creative to do and just talk.It helps!
Thursday, August 10, 2006
THE EPITHAH BENEATH
THE EPITHAH BENEATH
Lying beneath, it sought no glory
But concedes to the tombstones shine
The glittering glamour of its life
Of elegant and enchanting poses
It lay still --- poise awkward
Unlike in glory days long gone
When fluttering skirts and shirts
Machismo and sweet nonsense
Dine with flailing failing men
Conquered damsels and tin men
And dainty damsels falling in lust
It lay, skin ashen, --- nay ecru
Like the humid earth
‘Tis going to be
It came home laden then
With a virus that eats in haste
And seals man’s locked fate
Without waiting for answers
It lay, having shared the spoils
Of diseases venereal and death
In a dingy little box
Beneath the unforgiving tombstone
A victim of the living and the dead
© Endi
Port Harcourt, Rivers State
July 21st 2006
Lying beneath, it sought no glory
But concedes to the tombstones shine
The glittering glamour of its life
Of elegant and enchanting poses
It lay still --- poise awkward
Unlike in glory days long gone
When fluttering skirts and shirts
Machismo and sweet nonsense
Dine with flailing failing men
Conquered damsels and tin men
And dainty damsels falling in lust
It lay, skin ashen, --- nay ecru
Like the humid earth
‘Tis going to be
It came home laden then
With a virus that eats in haste
And seals man’s locked fate
Without waiting for answers
It lay, having shared the spoils
Of diseases venereal and death
In a dingy little box
Beneath the unforgiving tombstone
A victim of the living and the dead
© Endi
Port Harcourt, Rivers State
July 21st 2006
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