Submissions by naijapoeteket (Idiong Divine)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
I be an internationally acclaimed author of poetry, short stories and a novel.
The Fall
Falling, falling
Neither in love
Nor unto some pit
Falling into a mighty brightness
Deeper than the heart of a woman
And uncertainty
Like the number of the stars.
Falling from the bottom
Of an unfamiliar history
Up, up to the top
Of a future
Where only one thing is sure:
Eternity
In a deep bright uncertainty.
Neither in love
Nor unto some pit
Falling into a mighty brightness
Deeper than the heart of a woman
And uncertainty
Like the number of the stars.
Falling from the bottom
Of an unfamiliar history
Up, up to the top
Of a future
Where only one thing is sure:
Eternity
In a deep bright uncertainty.
881 reads
5 Comments
My Friend
My friend is a man
His neck sticking beyond
The crowd into the clouds
His feet stuck
In the mud.
My friend is a tired man
His head swollen with hope
His feet tied with rope
When I sneeze, he catches cold
When I look at the looking glass
There he stands bold.
My friend is a man.
When I eat he eats with me
When I bathe,
He bathes with me
Even in bed,
He lies with me
Not that we are lovers.
His neck sticking beyond
The crowd into the clouds
His feet stuck
In the mud.
My friend is a tired man
His head swollen with hope
His feet tied with rope
When I sneeze, he catches cold
When I look at the looking glass
There he stands bold.
My friend is a man.
When I eat he eats with me
When I bathe,
He bathes with me
Even in bed,
He lies with me
Not that we are lovers.
1232 reads
2 Comments
A Mere Guest
So I was a stranger all along.
A stranger afterall.
I was just passing visitor.
And I thought I was all in all.
I thought I owned it all
When all the while I was just a mere guest
Not even a tenant.
What a jest!
But I spent a lot for maintenance
I paid with time and sacrifice
To keep this property well.
I raelly thought it was mine.
I did many clean ups and up grades
But now I know
I was just a mere guest.
Incredible.
I thought this was my own body
Sound and strong and very tangible
Whereas I am really...
A stranger afterall.
I was just passing visitor.
And I thought I was all in all.
I thought I owned it all
When all the while I was just a mere guest
Not even a tenant.
What a jest!
But I spent a lot for maintenance
I paid with time and sacrifice
To keep this property well.
I raelly thought it was mine.
I did many clean ups and up grades
But now I know
I was just a mere guest.
Incredible.
I thought this was my own body
Sound and strong and very tangible
Whereas I am really...
944 reads
6 Comments
Light
At the seat of learning
We were burned again and again
Taken again and again through fire
The fire of learning.
Burning hotter than the hottest furnance
Any goldsmith has known.
It burned me intensely
Melting away the fats and flesh
From my spirit till my soul began to glow
And all the weight of ignorance
Was charring off.
Light and glowing like a holy ghost
I float.
Free like an eagle in flight.
Floating with the breeze into the sky
Shining with a million stars
And the fire will not stop burning ...
We were burned again and again
Taken again and again through fire
The fire of learning.
Burning hotter than the hottest furnance
Any goldsmith has known.
It burned me intensely
Melting away the fats and flesh
From my spirit till my soul began to glow
And all the weight of ignorance
Was charring off.
Light and glowing like a holy ghost
I float.
Free like an eagle in flight.
Floating with the breeze into the sky
Shining with a million stars
And the fire will not stop burning ...
881 reads
4 Comments
Mind Reading
If it was not so that
I can't read your mind
Nor you mine.
There would have
Been a problem.
As you would know
What I think about you.
And you just could not resist
All I will be offering.
Raw sensual bliss.
I too will see
Your thoughts of me
And so will our spouses
And round and around
And back again.
One chaotic whorl of
Erotic misdemeanour.
I can't read your mind
Nor you mine.
There would have
Been a problem.
As you would know
What I think about you.
And you just could not resist
All I will be offering.
Raw sensual bliss.
I too will see
Your thoughts of me
And so will our spouses
And round and around
And back again.
One chaotic whorl of
Erotic misdemeanour.
667 reads
2 Comments
Infinity
They say there is
Power in the tongue.
I cannot talk again
When with you.
I will just do.
I will spend time using
The aphrodisiac fluids
oozing from your nudity.
Tonguing your labia
With rhythmic persistence.
After I will push;
Thrusting deeply.
And if I hit capstone
Before time,
I'll use my tongue again...
Power in the tongue.
I cannot talk again
When with you.
I will just do.
I will spend time using
The aphrodisiac fluids
oozing from your nudity.
Tonguing your labia
With rhythmic persistence.
After I will push;
Thrusting deeply.
And if I hit capstone
Before time,
I'll use my tongue again...
1500 reads
10 Comments
Softly...
1881 reads
3 Comments
Life
Big and complex
Yet simple and small
The affairs of life
Now, after,
Amounting to what
In the long run?
Yet simple and small
The affairs of life
Now, after,
Amounting to what
In the long run?
732 reads
0 Comments
WATER FOR FIRE
Did you witness
The wear and tear
In the deltas of the great Niger?
The military played music
With guns and tanks
The stringed cowries
Tied to the waist
Of the militants
Did not fail in those days,
Two elephants and the grass
Women and children
Swallowed flying bullets
And vomited blood.
This has
Smeared the entire region.
The shots has brought attention
But cannot consume
The chant:
‘Water for fire!’
The wear and tear
In the deltas of the great Niger?
The military played music
With guns and tanks
The stringed cowries
Tied to the waist
Of the militants
Did not fail in those days,
Two elephants and the grass
Women and children
Swallowed flying bullets
And vomited blood.
This has
Smeared the entire region.
The shots has brought attention
But cannot consume
The chant:
‘Water for fire!’
759 reads
2 Comments
COCK AND BULL STORY
This handsome cock
And his hen so beautiful,
Robust, healthy and happy
They got married many months back
And have chicks.
Everyday Mr. Cock goes
To fetch feed
For his hen and chicks
He likes playing with the girls
Along the way.
And when it’s raining,
He hardly ever cares
For rubber gloves, boots or coats
One day,
He returns home very sickly
To meet his hen shaking
They grew thin and died
Leaving their chicks behind
To face the harsh world alone…
And that is the end of the story.
And his hen so beautiful,
Robust, healthy and happy
They got married many months back
And have chicks.
Everyday Mr. Cock goes
To fetch feed
For his hen and chicks
He likes playing with the girls
Along the way.
And when it’s raining,
He hardly ever cares
For rubber gloves, boots or coats
One day,
He returns home very sickly
To meet his hen shaking
They grew thin and died
Leaving their chicks behind
To face the harsh world alone…
And that is the end of the story.
777 reads
2 Comments
Burning
Two different beings
Intertwined, chained together
By fire and capstone.
Intertwined, chained together
By fire and capstone.
990 reads
4 Comments
I Fear...
I do fear but long
To swim and be drowned in the
Depths of your blue sea.
To swim and be drowned in the
Depths of your blue sea.
1187 reads
3 Comments
DU Poetry : Submissions by naijapoeteket (Idiong Divine)