Submissions by sektioN8ty
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
look through my iris, you 'll see the scenes clearly or bettter of , read through my poetry, abstract is ABC.....
longterm crush
Autumn rushed over me in a twinkle of an eye
Another season came by-its time to drop the old leave
I had almost gone topless
Summer heat and rains made me a round leather on the pitch.
My eyes kept dilating in anticipation
She never requited, though I was all joyous from unfruitfull communications we had
My love for her was beggining to surpass the word itself.
She never reciprocated as if i was some nuisance.
They hope I had was that, she loved my company.
I grew fond in love, my infantry never slipped off.
Why has she kept me waiting for this long?...
Another season came by-its time to drop the old leave
I had almost gone topless
Summer heat and rains made me a round leather on the pitch.
My eyes kept dilating in anticipation
She never requited, though I was all joyous from unfruitfull communications we had
My love for her was beggining to surpass the word itself.
She never reciprocated as if i was some nuisance.
They hope I had was that, she loved my company.
I grew fond in love, my infantry never slipped off.
Why has she kept me waiting for this long?...
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Twenty-one grand
Twenty-one grand
One risk, an unlimited open route to disaster.
Two mistakes, an eternal end of hope
Despair rose over the horizon of my huzzles
My efforts gasp for breath, I got chocked.
Death was not an option, it was far beyond my view
Life breathed hell through it nostrils
One hell of a night went rampage on me like a century
I could have spent my last drop of blood to change my fate if i knew about this day.
Theft was my priority option- I was ready to carry the stains
But how could i carry such scars for the rest of my life?
I journeyed me...
One risk, an unlimited open route to disaster.
Two mistakes, an eternal end of hope
Despair rose over the horizon of my huzzles
My efforts gasp for breath, I got chocked.
Death was not an option, it was far beyond my view
Life breathed hell through it nostrils
One hell of a night went rampage on me like a century
I could have spent my last drop of blood to change my fate if i knew about this day.
Theft was my priority option- I was ready to carry the stains
But how could i carry such scars for the rest of my life?
I journeyed me...
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blank
Staring at the skies' roof, i got knocked by boredom.
I thought I could think, but my brain-reminiscing for the day.
Darkness rose above the little sunset I had
It was dusk in my head, i lost patience for dawn to be king again
Thoughts, ideas and imaginations lost grip in my heart.
My heart soon became even more slippery than skating ice for them.
The seventh drop of stress fell on me, I probably needed rest.
If it were a blank cheque i got, I'd rather remain confused.
My mind is completely dumb, like everything has gone mysterious.
I need a walk...
I thought I could think, but my brain-reminiscing for the day.
Darkness rose above the little sunset I had
It was dusk in my head, i lost patience for dawn to be king again
Thoughts, ideas and imaginations lost grip in my heart.
My heart soon became even more slippery than skating ice for them.
The seventh drop of stress fell on me, I probably needed rest.
If it were a blank cheque i got, I'd rather remain confused.
My mind is completely dumb, like everything has gone mysterious.
I need a walk...
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the Villain in me
I'm completely a botch of myself, a replica of poisonous venom.
My heart, filled with deciets, a tantamount to deception.
The sting of a seven headed beast
The villain in me
A perfect actor of a serial killer
I yawn for perfection, but my bile keep spicing my thoughts
My Vile keep spitting my vilifications
Maybe the dove is just a shadow of its weaknesses to do evil
Its heart is probably the most vilest of all
The heart of a villain
The yoke of a rotten wound.
My heart is irritating with purulent discharge of pus
The purr...
My heart, filled with deciets, a tantamount to deception.
The sting of a seven headed beast
The villain in me
A perfect actor of a serial killer
I yawn for perfection, but my bile keep spicing my thoughts
My Vile keep spitting my vilifications
Maybe the dove is just a shadow of its weaknesses to do evil
Its heart is probably the most vilest of all
The heart of a villain
The yoke of a rotten wound.
My heart is irritating with purulent discharge of pus
The purr...
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The Gift in my Bonat
Black avi's of dark people
I've got one in my awesome gallery
The latest of my works,
Her sad moments still got beautiful grins
Smiles like that of my lil sister
Maybe the heart of a villain will go soft when it takes a look at this painting
Young heart, with innocence of an infant.
Pets around like the sticks of a fragile cat.
I bearly spent a minute on this avi, and it was glowing already.
My longterm crush could have lost a paycut
Voice, angelic like a whole host combined in a gong
It's visible on my painting
I saw...
I've got one in my awesome gallery
The latest of my works,
Her sad moments still got beautiful grins
Smiles like that of my lil sister
Maybe the heart of a villain will go soft when it takes a look at this painting
Young heart, with innocence of an infant.
Pets around like the sticks of a fragile cat.
I bearly spent a minute on this avi, and it was glowing already.
My longterm crush could have lost a paycut
Voice, angelic like a whole host combined in a gong
It's visible on my painting
I saw...
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love-horror home ; no truce
Love wasn't enough to be the truce
I drowned in my hopeful thoughts
Darkness was the norm through my windows
Alone with myself, kevin had more fun.
The Love-house of horror
Love couldnt be the truce
All I saw was reflection of pains on my shadow
Only God and my room understood what i was going through
It no longer was a home
The ones who should have made it a home dispised me
A house of horror it was
Love came, but it wasnt enough to convict me.
All i saw was scary images
Next, I became wrapped in love.
Love...
I drowned in my hopeful thoughts
Darkness was the norm through my windows
Alone with myself, kevin had more fun.
The Love-house of horror
Love couldnt be the truce
All I saw was reflection of pains on my shadow
Only God and my room understood what i was going through
It no longer was a home
The ones who should have made it a home dispised me
A house of horror it was
Love came, but it wasnt enough to convict me.
All i saw was scary images
Next, I became wrapped in love.
Love...
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my lil sis
her frowns are more cute than monalisa's grinning
dimples deeper than mariana's trench
eyes in awesome glory, the rays can blind the sun
long black thick soft hair, did i hear some brazilian shit?
colour, chocklate; sweet to feed the eyes with
with the height close to a model's
maybe thats imperfection to some opinions
unfortunately that doesn't count
I see perfection in her creation
probably shes the reincarnated first beign God made on the first day.
If i were poetry or words I would still have had hidges in describing how beautiful she is
I love...
dimples deeper than mariana's trench
eyes in awesome glory, the rays can blind the sun
long black thick soft hair, did i hear some brazilian shit?
colour, chocklate; sweet to feed the eyes with
with the height close to a model's
maybe thats imperfection to some opinions
unfortunately that doesn't count
I see perfection in her creation
probably shes the reincarnated first beign God made on the first day.
If i were poetry or words I would still have had hidges in describing how beautiful she is
I love...
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mistaken
flowers mistaken for shrubs
maybe I should ask, are pigeons doves?
its obvious some masons love to design buildings..
I got a real shot on my health from drugs prescribed by a nurse..
evident from rashes that became my new skin.
I misplaced my pen, in the midst of ill health
Its been long I made the paper smile with my Ink touch...
ma poetry book gone dusty, ma ink drying up
not writing for a day is like centuries.
buh now its over three days, damn!!!!
all because a pin of sickness struck ma poetic blood.
maybe I ll never let a...
maybe I should ask, are pigeons doves?
its obvious some masons love to design buildings..
I got a real shot on my health from drugs prescribed by a nurse..
evident from rashes that became my new skin.
I misplaced my pen, in the midst of ill health
Its been long I made the paper smile with my Ink touch...
ma poetry book gone dusty, ma ink drying up
not writing for a day is like centuries.
buh now its over three days, damn!!!!
all because a pin of sickness struck ma poetic blood.
maybe I ll never let a...
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holes on heels
On reaching the rears of a local Government
Primary School just before the junction of
where i stay, i looked at my wrist watch and
behold it was some few minutes to 4:30pm;
the time this Primary School calls it a day. I
doubled up my foots steps to avoid walking
amidst some nuisance. Suddenly, something i
was least expecting, a School bell rang and
before i could take two more steps, shouts of
joy, whitles and noise almost got me deaf.
The walls of Jericho would have still prefered
that of the Isrealites. My face showed the
expression of anger...
Primary School just before the junction of
where i stay, i looked at my wrist watch and
behold it was some few minutes to 4:30pm;
the time this Primary School calls it a day. I
doubled up my foots steps to avoid walking
amidst some nuisance. Suddenly, something i
was least expecting, a School bell rang and
before i could take two more steps, shouts of
joy, whitles and noise almost got me deaf.
The walls of Jericho would have still prefered
that of the Isrealites. My face showed the
expression of anger...
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The Shortest Chapter
If cakes where verses
then short cakes would have
still been longer than John 11:35.
Famous enough for any Christian to know.
Today while in church
I stumbled on the shortest chapter...
so short that I tought it was just
a short simple sentence.
Psalm 117 seems to be shorter than
the longest name in the bible even..
but amazingly its one of the
most powerful psalm.
Great things can be hidden even in midgets and bigger things could just be blocked headed like an empty Jupiter.
The shortest Chapter in the...
then short cakes would have
still been longer than John 11:35.
Famous enough for any Christian to know.
Today while in church
I stumbled on the shortest chapter...
so short that I tought it was just
a short simple sentence.
Psalm 117 seems to be shorter than
the longest name in the bible even..
but amazingly its one of the
most powerful psalm.
Great things can be hidden even in midgets and bigger things could just be blocked headed like an empty Jupiter.
The shortest Chapter in the...
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corpse (for competion: how i feel)
I thought life was fair
but its dark with evil
highest form of racism
I lost lifes trust and got stabbed by its injustice
Now, I'm dead, i guess you fine?
lying face up, six feets below
I see my undertakers
I hear the foot steps of the morticians
the embalment of an outkast
Yes, i'm dead
My spirit at heaven's gate
Revenge calling me back
The termites start thier feast though
My only option is give them more meals
Yes, I'm gone beyond the skies
;
I feel powerless, though I'm drowning in Arsenal
I...
but its dark with evil
highest form of racism
I lost lifes trust and got stabbed by its injustice
Now, I'm dead, i guess you fine?
lying face up, six feets below
I see my undertakers
I hear the foot steps of the morticians
the embalment of an outkast
Yes, i'm dead
My spirit at heaven's gate
Revenge calling me back
The termites start thier feast though
My only option is give them more meals
Yes, I'm gone beyond the skies
;
I feel powerless, though I'm drowning in Arsenal
I...
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beautiful breakup
The world knows that it has
been a nice story between you and I
with an uncertain beggining, no
understanding to behold of and
no end to define it.
It disgust me when you don't give
a hood.
I'm sorry to say this first; im done
'You pass my power'
but hopefully i'll grow someday.
been a nice story between you and I
with an uncertain beggining, no
understanding to behold of and
no end to define it.
It disgust me when you don't give
a hood.
I'm sorry to say this first; im done
'You pass my power'
but hopefully i'll grow someday.
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