Submissions by mccoyclement (McCoy Clement)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Hi Everyone! My name is McCoy Clement from Nigeria, Africa. I am a poet, writer, child rights Activist and a UCMAS instructor for schools. I am single and not searching. 🙂
HOW LONG WILL THESE GO ON?
I cannot be gladden
my love
without that thy garden.
To only realize;
The tasted reels,
smiling, seeing red roses,
mine had tried in chills.
Another sun is gone,
crippling
my clenched knees; Shivering
to mow rows in thy lawn
as more tears rolls down.
But where do two hearts play too
my love?
I know a confluence in plateau.
Thou didst steal my ears
in a mountain of many voices.
Rustling...
Distant choices
by every sunrise and dawn ...
my love
without that thy garden.
To only realize;
The tasted reels,
smiling, seeing red roses,
mine had tried in chills.
Another sun is gone,
crippling
my clenched knees; Shivering
to mow rows in thy lawn
as more tears rolls down.
But where do two hearts play too
my love?
I know a confluence in plateau.
Thou didst steal my ears
in a mountain of many voices.
Rustling...
Distant choices
by every sunrise and dawn ...
#love
#loneliness
#girlfriend
#boredom
#obsession
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THE GODS ARE TO BLAME
The clouds rained down celestial bodies;
Angelic beings held seeds
In their left hands,
Others, a right handful of soil
"To multiply, they must be together" said the law.
Smashed by a thunderous entrance, the
Council gate collapsed in pieces. In white
Robes, I walked in with a blackened seed.
"How dare? Comest thou with an unclean
Vessel into the hollies?" A voice ranted angrily.
Eyes soaked in cold blood, I held firmly,
To what use to be an adored seed, my portion.
Declared unclean even by it's very...
Angelic beings held seeds
In their left hands,
Others, a right handful of soil
"To multiply, they must be together" said the law.
Smashed by a thunderous entrance, the
Council gate collapsed in pieces. In white
Robes, I walked in with a blackened seed.
"How dare? Comest thou with an unclean
Vessel into the hollies?" A voice ranted angrily.
Eyes soaked in cold blood, I held firmly,
To what use to be an adored seed, my portion.
Declared unclean even by it's very...
#earth
#God
#angels
#spiritual
#philosophical
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CATATONIA
I can feel it approaching;
The sun-baked gaze of sun-bright eyes,
That sorry-stung of a dove
Whose love is turned cold
I can feel it approaching;
My tear-itchy eyes are knocking,
Praying never to see that move
Of gnashing teeth and dreadful fold
I can feel it approaching;
When my prison shall know no beep
And ring no glory of endeared thoughts,
Whose stench shall wear a burning smile
I can feel it approaching;
When I can nolonger look into the sun,
Your warmth, now a blazing flame...
The sun-baked gaze of sun-bright eyes,
That sorry-stung of a dove
Whose love is turned cold
I can feel it approaching;
My tear-itchy eyes are knocking,
Praying never to see that move
Of gnashing teeth and dreadful fold
I can feel it approaching;
When my prison shall know no beep
And ring no glory of endeared thoughts,
Whose stench shall wear a burning smile
I can feel it approaching;
When I can nolonger look into the sun,
Your warmth, now a blazing flame...
#loneliness
#rejection
#heartbroken
#despair
#emptiness
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PULSATIONS
I recall! That stolen sap-fluid,
Of twiddled juicy taste,
basking amidst that reddish twilit spur
Of twitchy sensational awe...
...gasping, panting, "baby I missed you!"
Under that cool breeze
Of nature's given aura,
Flood-emotional-dripping river,
Of twirling heart-beat...
...mourning, "don't let go!"
Lips tender to touch
With a juicy sweet mandarin wine
Of your eden fruits to dine
Where your sweats quiver,
Rippling through our naked stream...
...brightly...
Of twiddled juicy taste,
basking amidst that reddish twilit spur
Of twitchy sensational awe...
...gasping, panting, "baby I missed you!"
Under that cool breeze
Of nature's given aura,
Flood-emotional-dripping river,
Of twirling heart-beat...
...mourning, "don't let go!"
Lips tender to touch
With a juicy sweet mandarin wine
Of your eden fruits to dine
Where your sweats quiver,
Rippling through our naked stream...
...brightly...
#lust
#sex
#erotic
#sensual
#sexy
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9 Comments
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