Tex Note

PLATTER OF REGRET Pains from cradle; felt after conception Dark pots of white inns; a king was born Strokes, whips of pain; stacked agony of pains There are pains of sadness and sorrow... Pains that replace pain with painful pains ... There are pains that exceed throes Pains that chokes breath and lungs Painstakingly embraced pains Tall towers savages beauty in pain Then, pains that cribs corners of hell ... Women kinged by darn weaklings Muttered pain in strings of solace In stroke(s) of one, two, three...then multiples Petches grains on pitch without enough Left in pain; agony of destruction ... If refused; ears are dent with tint of lashes Offsprings like hair tuft; responsibility piles Trails and grails in bout; exceeds indigence Wrap of unclad kids roam they; notched madness Sane but shameful; effect of aftereffect ©Tex (2017)

I CAN SMELL..... I perceived we've gone off normals, wasted materials, we kept Well off desiree I perceived you wish me bad Danger I smelt, around you. ... What could this be? Beef, hatred or being envious? Shying away from things of me. We tend to fizzle out, unseemingly. ... My way of life, questioned you, with agony. My choice of materials, you envy. Things gone wrong, our negligence, The need be, check ourselves. ... Fear not attacking enemies, Fake friends that hugs, Run away! The deeds of your heart, Catalysed my smell sense I can smell.... ©Tex (2017)

When All Is Well, What Else Would Be Too Well? We've drown and drown and drown in the still sea We've startle like twitter'ng birds in the wind We've cri'd and laugh with tears, tears we couldn't see We've fought, we wanted to win; but that wind. We've seen the true colour in nature's sight We've been to places of thought,  we'd get no more We've employed said be fascinating time We've perceiv'd aroma of differ'ng incense Now we smile in oceans of happiness We were once the holes in the cloudy sky We were once the echoing silent night Now, we smile in oceans of happiness. We kept promises as asked, we reap facts Our aims fully granted, proposed be Our purposes, like in the old times, same We roamed fertile lands of sand,  mind bolder Now, we rear our cattle w'thout thunderstorm We laugh and cry and all seem be appease Havens, we could be knotting rain on earth; When all is well, what else would be too w...

My Evolution... Stones l was made of, Like stones I'd rise. I'd withstand pressure, once mounted on me; Ain't an anthem recited by richs ... From, the evolution of man I roamed lands of sand, Streams of thought, I got waved away. Oceans of thought Drowned I. ... How I'd make it? Shine like stars at night Brighten up, like morning sun Troops-in my thought, Like soldiers in battle field ... Pace in my place, i strive to get- Oceans; seas; rivers of all kinds, toiled I, banks' edges away as i approach; When I'll get close, I reminisce, often. ... Today; tomorrow, my head's held-high to the sky Astonishing moments in anticipation, With hope to reach that scent spot, of fair bright nature A day to jolly without end, thought I, today be! ©Tex (2017)

*A Lad, I Am!* From throes to ecstasy, Born I, nature I tasted Wish I was born, a golden feeder Made of diamond, glitter as of gold ... All over, dispersed I am; A settlement, plead grant I Alas! Expected, to shoulder duties, Where come forth? I ask. ... Pressure on me, Forces enacted on soul mind How'd I make it through? The real question unanswered- ... How i make it through, I guess, unconcerned. Nature refuses meet both ends Consider! A lad, I'm! ... Mind of the young, exposite I; ... Cool wind of fortune, I pray winds me mine. Mayhap! I may uproot, roots, rooted in-depth. ©Tex(2017)

HONOURABLE SLAVES Why are they called slaves? When they're born of human; Humane virtues are thought, to be inherently embraced; But, deception resonates in response. ... A human! tagged a honourable slave? Mayhap, not being treated as such; All in the name of this are deprived of humanly rights- Forgetting they are born of dreams. ... Oh! Honourable slaves you are called; Forced into events that hurt from Oesophagus to anus, Within a stipulated time expected to make Rome a small world of glad pains. ... Often thrown in a melancholic state; A total eversion of what life is Unequal fingers; what a pain you cause; Lo! Honourable slaves you are tagged, The way we were born, the rich were- Their way of survival, we pave. ... Oh! We lost our rights, When our parents deserve reaping their sowed seeds, Alas!, their seasons of harvest 're gone lost; Enjoying not the benefits of child bearing Perhaps, We were starve parental care When shall we be free of ...

Till End Of Time Dreams presumed realities Realities assumed dreams Gloomy clear realities; forseen Dreams carved be realities; refused be. ... Pretty ugly territory,  cloudy; rainy; sunny. Bitter sweet experience, Assume not it goes around. ... Fair harsh nature entangles, Lo! Who to take lead; Maybe born yet not, Lucidity of our dreams; not illusion. ... Born dreams; failed realities Real realities; unjust dreams, How shall we evade this? Facts we put together. ... Leaders deceive youths, Humble infants, thrown aside. Veterans, preview bad side of life, Rising dreams, tricked of realities. ©Tex (2017)

SEASON's JOY The Season To reflect On the pain felt, The ones He suffered Reason behind season, O, we realise not till date Yet, our act's basis, we're judged not Love unblemished, shown all human type The reason for season's joy, yet unknown The reason for season's Joy, we embrace The return of the Lord, blossoms truth Lo! Your presence we crave leave not Your presence depart not us We look on, up the sky Season's joy, we plead Our ways, pledged drop Season's joy Locate Us ©Tex (2017)

TIME 'O' CLOCK Now's the real time to honour To make hays while sun still shine The time to make hills look like valleys The time to drive along the rough edges of a ragged knife ... The time to pay attention, to instincts The time not well recognised But now appears be the best The time carved be real Becomes reality as days count ... Tick tack, seconds sprint, time flies This is to make known time awaits nobody Time to get life beautifying ornaments, The time to make things look real The time's here, the time counts ... My wishes are, make use of time Perhaps! Life turns out favouring me Sweat savour of time, my turn, grant me Be it rough, smooth, or tough life's sweet when it's made time ... Hence, my time has come to flourish The time to lack no more, Hours to rule majestically; Time to dominate without fear Lo! It's my "TIME 'O' CLOCK. ©Tex (2017)

EGRETS LIKE DEW AT TWILIGHT They were birthed secret path of intense pain Perhaps, 100°c still counting, "everyone asked why? " They resided intriguing suites, who dare breech views Their lives, pair of worn out factory shoes; even deafs heard ... Why chose live wretched lives? Transitive; They gallivant on campus, parents advice from home thrown off They're on throne, they watch their future thrown away Yet, scents of sweet future savour they sighted ... Increasingly motivated; less cautioned, feathers grew fresh Extravagantly! Their life stink; a pig sty They aisled streets, melodiously; in disgust they were gazed "Accidentally off purpose"; among firsts they're ... A bit too late to realise; in reproach they swam In laxities, their lives grew, agonizing pain they lived aloft Fingers that fed them, they couldn't offer a meal Yes to it, pretty awesome; the result's beautifully painful ©Tex (2017)

EMPTY The depth; shallow, deep, desaturated? Months like days, years assumed seconds; A place in unknown land, broken delimeter A clue from a clueless heart; yet unreal. ... The plans, beliefs, hopes as hoped; wallows A blink of eye lid, enough not to explain how fast it took; Beyond chettar-like; Vacuums get accompanied, yet alone; ... Maybe, Not or Even; Only time- Bottomless corner, my look wasn't enough Currents, tides, waves, against I swam; Of whom shall I think? Mine aren't as deep, ... My heart's one a kind; a million So to say, it viewed less; penetrates low So I stood in my clue; abyss; My clue; clued clues; points solution. ... The depth; shallow, deep, desaturated? Months like days, years assumed seconds Maybe not 'till my proof's proved worthy; underslung A clue from a clueless heart; yet unreal ©Tex (2017)

MY CHRONICLES The '90's, came through me The tale told thought be bitter Along a turn described it'd be One of the said to be well garnished, A growing lad on the bank of life Came through the best still unknown Apparently, stumbled on the broken chains of life The one that never hoped for hope Stumbling points, behind him, a quick snap Said to be fascinating days, Presumed not in reality as to what he'd Pre-see, seem changed in all Witches; Prehance ordinance, Made on till date.... My Chronicles, refused change! ©Tex (2017)

TIME 'O' CLOCK Tick tack seconds sprint, time flies. Death, friend to no human, awaits; Work need be treated, time wastage prohibited. The rap-up, do it while it exhibit importance Twilights in prime, the aging's dawn. ... Death, friend to no human, awaits; The trend avoid treck, path we trail. Minor escape, a sight of it; screams aloud. Whether or not we comply, time tells, Once time's here, reality counts. ... Work needs be done, time wastage prohibited; Make hay while sun still shine,  rings our ears. The need be work on, play less- Work time strictly crucial, before it eludes, Accustomed to time, mandate to effect. ... The rap-up, do it, while it exhibits importance. Recited tale from our origination, Time need be referenced, till it's anchored; Decision failed make, uneasy task, Time awaits no more, walk-run. ... Twilight of primes, the aging's dawn, Eyes closed, time flies, days eludes Damn's dryness, earth's liquid part ...

TRANCE The music, the lyrics, the tune, the sound, Dancing to it, unaware I was caught; I meditated deep, so I swapped mode, Revealed, the set piece of peace; Array In the realm, the picks wasn't as full, The gong, rhythm, tuned tune; expertriate of time; Regaining, seemingly less; Refilling, accurately limited; Piece seemingly sweet, ear heared less; ... Surprisingly, my ears muted to the blasting sound, I sitted low, far in thoughtful thought; Thoughtful thoughts, balance I struggled- Dumbfounded, no picks; Perplexed, Lost pace; I ran off possession, meditation snail-like, Possessing lost possession woeful; Chosen realm, a bit of harm dugged, Resided a wrong residence imagined. ©Tex (2017)

X=_? (Confused Portion Of Mind's Plot) Tangled situations, yet needs solution If X didn't come on Y's w(Y)h wouldn't 've been breath taken If Y's stroll through exiled axis has been cool X wouldn't have been striking force on storm E(X) was my past, ready to eX the present Tormenting time, its being.. Slaves in X Cob webs around; spiders re ebbing stewards Through time; ages dawn, flabbergasted? X not equatable, Y is eloquent Integral part of being spill reasons For if X didn't, and Y won't Why-was-Y an lntegral? Vaccum of ideas; empty thoughts X a thrown stone on throne that lead throes Trees sweat; a paler to bath Till ages dawn.. X.. an empty plight Lest Y is rightly placed aloft ©Tex (2017)

WHEN THE COCK CROWS When time comes to break-free, Breaking free won't necessarily mean Breakthrough from illness Accustomed to time's bound to prove itself. ... Words can't be stopped, Once it starts propping. Does it have a definite shape Till it's finally expressed from bottom mind? ... No one is accustomed to dredges; My opinion, lambasted– My decision, criticised– Ecstasy of differing notes, depicted. ... Once the sound's sounded Sounding the sweet melodious Sound will make obvious The effect of time on destiny. ... Destiny drawn, erasable i doubt, Succeeding, I'd pre-see feasible. I'm apt, ready to move through With prowess, no one could stop. ©Tex (2017)

*LOVE WITHOUT STAIN * Never think she loves him wholly, All his faults are locked securely Never believe love is blind, In a closet of her mind ... All his indecisions folded Like old flags that time has faded Limp and streaked with rains And his cautiousness like garments ... Frayed and thin, with manystain Let them be, oh, let them be There is treasure to outweigh them His proudness will sharply stir them ... Gentleness to beast and bird, As the moon in moving water And a tenderness too deep To be gathered in a word. ©Tex (2017)

*I NEED YOU MORE* Mummy can you hear me? You brought me on, same clan as me; I know you're distance away, but hear me My cracked voice scream aloud silently, Mummy, "I NEED YOU MORE", rescue me! ... The world you chose hasn't been fair; Streets I mingled, gangsters all over; I chose thy holy path, dummy called I; Road side I reside, in isolation I grew down; My heart craves you more than ever; Mummy, "I NEED YOU MORE"; ... The world you chose, hasn't been fair; The Mediterranean, best thriving arena All I put in place hasn't materialised, You brought me on, so I decided you talk me on Mummy, the sadness from my heart prop up, Can you feel it? ... Streets I mingled, gangsters all over Demarcations, as to where I reach Maybe, when I drove back the holy times Then my feet will hold a strong grip, I assume Till you cry on my behalf, so I was told Mummy, can you see my feet cleared? ... I chose the holy path, dummy called I; T...

IF I HAVE TO WAIT A topsy-turvy tough life I'd live for you If it means putting it right for morrow to be sweet, but, of what san'ty is it? Of whom shall I putout being lonely for? ... Of course, Love can never be summed up for hatred The street became tough, chants of who care to do it again, all around; Who to trust, guys made trust a solo crib which pitches high like the nightowl. Look out to the street, Be on the street, live down streets, it's a cool hell! ... If I'd wait to end with one, a night owl won't be, Not one who seeks materials of different kinds; Daddy they call them; those that met their needs, their aging pop- papa, Mine mustn't have been seen crying, rolled and turned on bare floor ... If i have to wait..... Not for one who seeks been spread like wet clothes that needs intense sunshine, Time will offer real being of real time, then I'll see; one who's contented by resources available from source. ©Tex (2017)

CELEBRATE KNOB Nostalgic; how it all started, KNOBS birthed bards, bards are of KNOB Nexus formed; the KNOB to crack all (K)nobs The BARDS of great mind still reside within me The hermanos built through fast and slow time The zealous-will to take minnows far from top ... The fair corrections built at the deceptive poles of our inept minds Eulogizing the minds within which, Those NEXUS of appalling bards formed, Still soar high beyond the satellite With zeal, vibe, humbled humility; juvenile of your minds' hail. ... Katoon; the great pioneer that pioneered KNOB; Elcypher; the zeal behind minnows soaring high; Philip Peace; ever inspiring and spilling pen; Your impact in me earthstronging poetry- can't be likened to mere statistical expressions ... Long Live KNOB Long live kNOB; Live Long KNOBS My poetry wings grew with you My skills pile as I vow remain a bard Hence, KNOB batch's well fitted in my denim Alas! move around with it.. Till it's KNOBF...

OUR ECHOES BOUNCED' ON US So, they had the chance to lead, unblemish; They led, ruled, tutored; led wrongly, ill-informed Their action on neighbors a pocket of tears Their habits closed range, a burning furnace ... Some create-ful creatures created hatred in their image, all they could from leisures; The reins they were handed, their reign rained fire Enacted pressure, they took power as part of strength ... Like they reason, power is temporal; Authority might take effect, time still rolls Alas! They mounted pressure like tower heights They made their followers slaves of all time ... The once that order human around like they lack skin Their prime, they were on top, in charge; Aging, they found their helps from those, They smelt not surviving, in regret they exclaimed; "Our Echoes Bounced' On Us". ©Tex (2017)

GREY In the underworld of top flights, Good deeds neither appear appalling nor cheered, Till the aging hair turns colourless. The future of the blind, hopeless, While the eyes 're still unsure who to see; ... The cloud exhibits achromatic colours Difference couldn't have been told, Between black and white of tough time Neither was right distinct from left- Red begat orange; till ages fall; ... A man in his prime, never wanted to go down the grave, unfulfilled; Oh! What a life of drama with less scenes The present, unsure; Future still faintish Then, as days roll, time flies; ... Lads derailed from good trailing paths The good deeds in the past, seem unworthy "Why should we stick to destructing ways? " Life's set of scent leaf; Odour, less perceiving Fraudulence seem appalling over nights. ... Now, grown children we have to cater, Rights unwardy of the gloomy future Our feet sliding off, from top we stand' Future seen from bottom, un...

THE "V", THE "CH" OF 'OICE. A slit in the seam of garment, my heart vent, I chose whether or not to speak about; Sucked of the grapes, the vine; just bewildered. When to take the advent of time, I lost hope, My voice seized, I lost the 'CH' of 'oice. ... Tale told fought evolution, today exclaimed the best speech that sleep 'neath a folded tongue– How to deliver what steamed up vapour from the bed of the sea, my voice was gentle; I was choice-less, maybe I've lost the 'V' of 'oice. ... Voice and Choice should be a same life wire that leads either to other and other to either. My thought is a mast transmitting different channels, maybe reality is not a dream. But I'm the wreath of smoke seeking for 'V' in my 'Ch', I'm a boy that have diff' slates of 'oice' ©Tex (2017)

NEIGH The illusions of the past knelt- aligned with my shadow, dusty floor, Chances lost slightly based on yesterday; Tough, I caused it, it shouldn't go beyond throes Mountains, hills, valleys; chose I to cry. ... Mountain top sounds like neigh; rubbished The intensity penetrates-low from valleys; horse-like From hills my height was too poor, a pint of sweat Chosen cribs, I deemed not enough In quest to regain my lost gain; painful ... Preciously, I embraced the choices of time Hope to cope; The scope be the scope The stint not accountable, of whom will I? Capitalising not a mere say, threats like woes To build on, ride on, insist I, human in lion's den ... I close not hope from hopeful hopes Moments around me, built I; strong vibes For my  hope is hopeful, I sang of joy I stayed fly, atop, soared like eagles; far sky Lest, my voiced voice's held, my lips refuse shut. ©Tex (2017)

PROSTITUTION {DUET} Ages count to tell what we meant aloft Those times of voodoo-church goer The times that brought their humble hearts blank, Their fateful faith; faith lost overtime Those times of white and black with stains of red_ Prostitution, God not enough; god you seek. How sweet does it disgust the house of God? When breasts are fluttering wings, dangling abroad; To the Priest, Members and the street sweet dogs. How distaste does it tastes, when the vine has been licked off by public birds and public dogs? Hope built collapsed, blackish we found, Inbibed acts, cracked future viewed; The roaming pieces of time roamed anew- Belief's strong, magic kind of a best Flourishing from already flourished points Deacons; Deaconesses, previewed we. Dangling assets to put bread on the table The woman you knew is a girl at night with high heel shoe like a thin hill, staggering and waving like leaves to the wheels of men and on Sunday, Holy Holy is their song. Hear...

OGUN ABÉLÉ (CIVIL WAR) Our gods are still alive! Akinlabi exclaimed... Strictly, my back bones, a match up; Our fathers' right, the hope of our future, We were shredded away, so they matched on, Left strips we nurse till date. Ogun Abele would be the solution- Off, we go all out till our right is claimed... 'Venture not into intensifying conflict!' Agba-agba ilu exclaimed... I was birthed of the gods, gods still inhabit the tuft of my hair. My heart electrifies the strikes Perhaps, make available when It's needed; Let not our voices stop scream, I once made a promise, our rights, never to go untreated; In oneness, we move aright, the time is now Our fathers' right, less of strangers. Akinlabi! Akinlabi!! Akinlabi!!! Ajagunta, explains... 'My gain gone lost, pain I reap. The beginning, scintillating, So experienced I. The end, a set of bitter experience My able Oreke, and adoring Asake, Passed on, the night of tears lingers. Venture not ...

A RARE COMMON LIFE I know of a life where the Living lives to leave A life where tonnes of participants Get nothing to justify efforts ... The living inhabits underneath, silence Voiced are the beast of time The acts of this time, the masterpiece radiating around the livelihood of man ... Said to be truth becomes unjust The unjust, justified on the basis of truth A life that brought the hopes of the Godly at night, hopeless ... And the idolaters, shiny star at dawn Essential commodities, less needful How the hopes of the poor, revives again Faces face off, hopes lie fallow ... I know of a life where the poor aren't given chances to pull-express guts I know of a rare common life Where the common livings are rare ©Tex (2017)

MY TURN The sky exhibits bats like eagles Swiftly soaring like  they own defined wings Standing, blocking the roads that lead success Hoodlums arose, wing bearer ready to soar ... In the sea were cray like fish Swimming decisively to get prey Cluster of nest formed, around were no way The team, frozen; Sea's bread winner, on queue ... Grasses on sand got laid off Preyful preys punches predatory predators The pitch upon which actions got laid off; The strips, wips, painful and damaging ... Time fast spent, shape shapeless; wallowing Trees to get fallen built walls that refuses fall Starked events remain tough and dough The beginning could well narrate bitter side of life ... Dearly I held hope like I own it; doubtless Faith Chopped well in my heart; crackless like Jericho's wall The stitch when its  time gave king amongst knights Rekindled well within royal suites; my crib all long ©Tex (2017)

YOU ERECTED US A strong wall of weak formed bricks was erected; A wall forseen to stand the advent of time, A wall meant to hold a man whose heart- Exhibits pureness in the real sense of sight. A wall I deemed strong in quest to- Move a mast of activities from unseen angles A wall of great entities resides in me; my thought; ... The wall I built wasn't the one I wish, The wall I built is a lazy bull dog The wall is a main cracker of cracked hope, The wall as planned, one that exhibit a spectrum of light, The wall that held rays in its weak hands, The wall that never build building without help. The wall is a wild weak wall of my world; ... A walk through this wall of wild thoughts; worthless stroll A set of brick was placed in my heart; A set of brick? I questioned with intense weariness! A set of brick ready to nab my heart with wickedness, A brick of labyrinths accompanied with despair? I imagined! A hopeless brick of wallowed hope- Set to destroy a nicely ...

INK IN INK For, my intentions wasn't intentional; Affection rode on air; piled, hatred stacked. Smelt I not what she's, till she arrived Bask of fun presumed I; the mist of evil Piled, stacked, starked; thin air in a space; My intentions 're unreal; even my consent Till she grew in my undesigned thoughts Motives of pain; overwhelming desire for hate ... Still, it wasn't me-, nor was it her Adversary approached evil thoughts around My evil, her evil; evil twin? Sworn swimming thoughts; haven of silence On this pleasure abides my malign-less faith Painless pain till I drove abode My evil, her evil; evil twin? Weevil(ed) evil wavered evil; real one ... Our thoughts weaved; soar alike Trees in my heart blossom; sooty wind Smiles on you; dikes of eruptive rock die not Till we shiver to hotness; popping heart's spur My seeing smile sees smiles in you My heart's afloat like soaring wings; pasted face Forever we'll wine; dine forever Fonds ...

MID' OWLS Just about time when life goes loom Life a set piece of waxed powers Terrestrial, terrestrials are the king of night Night go off nights, so does it come off day Nights, set for rest; Nights, nest are built ... There are nights that out-lives in the day Enthusiasts, overwhelming desire, Owns the core, the sole owner of night Night has wings, so does it go nude The wings aids movement, nudity pays off ... Nights that eclipses life, till it fades off' Destroys, demolishes, devastates, destrier Friends around, foes gets trapped; generalized Nights that outshine beings, beings are night For night is a bush where busy owls hang on ... There's a night that mould wealths Slay, sly, spiced up  treating spy Sugar Daddy, Paparazzi; all-a-whole Night that gets wealth in lions den The night that watches their life fades ... For nights exists; Wing owner, nude bearer The wings are harmful, the nude destroys In the sense, night ain't for good Inf...

MY FRIEND'S SLUTTY ASS Wondered I what this means; Like she jumped, bumped into my friend, I'd see her get down at intervals with men, How to tell my friend, tongue refused roll. She slept with half of brooklyns; 9/10 men that doesn't repeat wears. Flaunting her exploits all through town, Bankers; Engineers and even "Chefs" Her wedding gown so fitted, Boobs shoved up well enough. Gown well carved around her hips, As if she was either made-of or created with; Minutes before the event kicked off- She pulled-me-on to the roof, Asking and pleading of me, not to let loose her secrets, To promise, she only screwed one, all life; I placed my hand on my left chest, I'd cross my heart, that no one get hint. Amazingly, she stumbled down the aisle; Bounced on, the bride surfaced, wedding began; My friend kept her steady as they matched in- 'till a man stared her down as she climbs the altar, After the ceremonial kiss, He moved close to carouse...

MATERNEL Memories rolled on, back and forth Sailed across the axis of earth For how you helped me on was tough A bunch of stacked thank you not enough ... The pain felt when plowed, you embraced with love Then days, weeks, months; sailed atmosphere like dove I grew in you to capture my wings through zeal From you I tasted the first natural meal ... Your wake up call at dawn, brightens my intellects Your path thread I, to seek God's face Your salubrious well garnished meal, taste refined still A kiss to bed chases adent monsters veal ... How you made me taste  tumultuous scenes My guardian angel you're, my word without mince The confidence inbibed; I still count on God isn't hard to invite, you made me grew on ... For my struggles are the beauty of my wealth All for you permission not needed before it's dealt Whether hither or yon, always with you a priority Over 'any' being you emerged first; your superiority. ©Tex (2017)

PASTELS Of variant types, colours; exists human Human act well shoved in likelihood of humane virtues, virtues of evil; the key Disseminating colours of different forms Forms that rode through narrow hearts The ones that chromes spectra of colours Of bargained evil; so they'd thrive ... Coolest of all; sly away heads Wild thoughts that harms; bell at dawn Flaunting shiny rotten teeth; envious and bitter to taste Spies spy all; lest they aren't close But those that see, talk, laugh and chastise Nurtures nature's beaut, own their heart For they're white on a navigated black sheath ... Ancestral origin of man originally spills evil Vessels of plastic that melts feelings Brass of bronze; wayward being that lacks light Platter of gold befits all; the Godly For we sailed, roamed, flied through white path of good; dark of demoralized acts A product of sixth day; behead strings of act Footnote: Pastel, a subdued tint of colour used to describe humans in ...

SOME WALKS I HAD TO TAKE ALONE On battered formed heavy stones I took a streak My nails crunched unforseen formed soil My path in air a pair of ragged knife edge The tidily tides on oceans got me almost waved on ... My voice got baritoned, nothing got on; Intensity depicts a set of low humming notes Mandates on me refused getting to delivering points Time was right; How to start up was relatively low ... The invent of voyage shouldn't be this stark Mine assumed a knotting tier of knots The deceit was massive, exceeds throes How could I have coped with you in the game? ... Taking you through this adorning but hard times would have cost me having you not; Accept my weaknesses and bear my pain I'm just one lonely weak bone cracker Ogunsina Opeyeni ©Tex (2017)