FEEL HOW AM FEELING ( Poetry )

In life nothing is easy

Success is a road always busy

With enemies talking ‘menemies’

Why don’t you feel how am feeling?

If only you had—

 You wouldn’t have taken what you're not given

Can’t you see what I’m seeing?

My blood flows in the rain am seeing

Increasing pain I’m receiving-

Your departure got me mixed feelings

I survived death;

 Dying ‘n still living

I wished I can tell you how am feeling

Deadly silence my mouth is speaking,

Hiding my unexpressed sorrow in my seedlings;

Nursing the tears of love I’m gardening,

Have your Darling changed?

Undressing your common senses:

With unusual texts

Going back to her ex’ses,

Being fooled by fake friends

In fake brines,

 While still dreaming;

Your tears woke me up when am sleeping

It’s your heart am writing

Lust of Love

And Love of Dust!

Don’t you know love always hurt?

Can’t you hold your lovely feelings?

Am dying in my eyes

 Crying what you are not speaking

I wished when I speak you’re listening

Why don’t you feel how am feeling?

Could you listen when am not speaking?

Love has eyes 'n ears

Ears have pinners to cover them;

Seal them,

Hearing the unheard

And seeing the unseen

Rubbish in bin,

So bin them,

When promises are being broken

Those you trusted lied to you

You still obliged to her lie

Ignoring the lies

By Mulie ‘n Abdoulie

Say ‘Blie’

‘Cheehh Wolie’

When they lie:

Start killing love flies

I looked inside my heart

 And it’s you I’m seeing

 Your love-book I am reading

I can’t stop the Laughter of Crying

Hearing gossips of lying

The love flew

Things started flying,

Your hope started drying

You started crying

Beginning the begotten,

Mending the broken

Your fingers am fingering

Gingering your hot red-ginger

Why can’t you feel how am feeling?

Tell him/her

Honey, you’ve changed,

 Your noiseless voiceless sound am ringing

Drinking your breath when drinking

We are meant to be

I wish my surname could contain the letter B

Remembering our sun shining days:

Eating my ripe bush- bay

Walking in the bush-

Sitting under the bush-bay

Lubbay,

Fashioned like one ‘Mbouba ak Toubay’

Times we’ve been

To places you’ve never been-

Sweet like a cream-mint

A Castle of Roasted Chocolates

Elites!

Your torch lit

Why can’t you feel how am feeling?

If truly you love me—

                              Always feel how am feeling.            

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ALPHABETS OF POETRY

Abiding aberration and abloom aimless ambition

Born Brexit’s bureaucratic boundaries-

Connotation of costly condolence coined concordance

Devastating damnation dividing Damascus

Engulfs Egypt’s electrifying energy

Fanatically fashioned faint-hearted fascism

Galliambic government governs governance governor

Hallucinating hope hit Haiti’s house hidden hunger

Inhuman introjections insinuating influential independence

Justice’s judiciaries jailing journalists’ juries’ jingoism

Kept Kenya’s kangaroo knack keen kingdoms

Levitating legitimate lake lambasted linguistic language

Moving magnetic macaronic missiles massacring Muslims’

Nuisances noised nuclear neo-nationalists nonentities’ notion

Oppressing our oil’s organizational O.A.U organic offerings

Peacemakers paid philosophically pessimistic ponderings pumping petroleum’s pleasant perfumes

Quicken quadrillions quest quantities

Rubbish Rwanda ransacked remembered racial riot

 Sorrowful sob Somalia’s sacrificial sweet- sausage

Tyrannical tailoring tailpiece talking Terrorism trash Taliban

    Ultimately under umbrella ultra-filtration

 Visually vivisecting voter’s voted victory

World wifi wants walkabout walkathon

X-raying x-axis xenophobia

Yarning yaw yardstick yearbook-yogurt

Zink zoom zapped Zionism

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My Consort ( Poetry )

Of all women on earth

Beauty, structure, wealth ‘n hath-

One I love most;

My life-partner on my post:

That which pleases her desire,

Is what I aspire,

She hath never dim my joy

Never has she played me like a toy

She always show me that I’m fair

 That everything is created in pairs;

She’s my chosen bride to beset,

My only Honey to cuddle ‘n pet

Her talks, walks ‘n balks-

Dissolve my lungs

Heart ‘n chalk,

Punctuating my comma, dash ‘n dots

She knows exclamation, full stop ‘n dots-

We never fought like cats ‘n dogs

She got me bewitched, trap ‘n charmed,

I’m love-sick,

 Wounded, bleeding ‘n harmed

She doesn’t listen to ‘em, they ‘n those-

Or this, that, these ‘n those,

She listens to me, I ‘n Am,

Her rivers flow in streams, lakes ‘n dams.

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                                    MEN

A man says I am

 Not my father is,

He says I have but not my father had

He gives but does not ask back

He cries but his tears never seen

He suffers for the success of others

Who is really a man?

He who can stand adversity

Not loved until he has

Underestimated before he have

Discriminated without a disease

Always been laugh at until he smiles

Who is truly a man?

A piece of soap but does not wash himself

He who means what he says

Always trusted without trustees

Ugly but his pockets full

Handsome but unserious

Intelligent but infamous

Who is a man?

Caring ‘n loving

Honest ‘n kind

Lazy but fast in thinking

Succeeded ‘n wish the same for others

He who respects the dignity of women

Accept being beaten than beat women

He who can control his desire for love

Even if he can marry four;

Who are the first categories of men?

They’re powerful but do not fight

They know but don’t always talk

Contented if they lack

Die like a man than to live like a coward

They love you more when you break their heart

They promise ‘n never break vows

Happy even if they’re sad

Laugh if they’re angry

They always share the wisdom they’re endowed with

Help others if they will lack

Love one person if they’re love by many

They always eat what they sweat for

They never walk ‘n bow down

They always accept guilt even they’re innocent

They always think of death when they die

Accept to be poor if they’re rich,

Quarrelsome but never seen quarrelling;

Brave but cowardice,

Kind but wicked,

Honest but dishonest;

Caring but selfish

Faithful but always cheat

Religious but never seen praying

Famous but don’t want to be known

They forgive ‘n forget

Responsible if not employ

They help but don’t want to be thanked

Dance but don’t want to be clapped for

They give without asking them;

They call you fertile if you’re barren

They virgin you if you’re not

They treat their wounds ‘n don’t hurt others

Call you mother if you’re their wife

Take your anger ra’er than seeing you angry

They keep your wedding ring than breaking it

They beautify you if you’re ugly

They’re always satisfy with your beauty

 If you lack what others have

They include you if they’re excluded

Who are the second categories of men?

They lift you up ‘n peep under you

They wear trousers but worth wrappers

They enjoy today but will suffer tomorrow;

They always lavish what they don’t sweat for

They had but don’t want others to have

They always pretend but don’t love

They live in fake lives while the truth is known

They are beautifully dressed while their pockets empty

They are really handsome but ugly at heart

They always take women as objects of temptation

They don’t love

 They like you for a reason,

They dump you after tasting your sugar

They called you unserious

 After getting what they wanted,

They always say my father has but not I have

They like enjoying but don’t want to work

They can’t bear adversity,

They always beat women ‘n unsympathetic,

Borrow but don’t return

Want to enter heaven but don’t want to pray

Powerless but like fighting

They don’t know but always talk

They like leading but don’t want to be led

They always say I have but not God gave me

They promise but never fulfill

They fall in love but don’t know who truly love them.

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