GARDEN OF DREAMS

I see the reflection of the moon..
As I sat by the river aloof..

In my heart were reminisces..

Reeled in d moonlights mood..

I see the fireflies..

Singing by the oak tree..

In this garden of dreams..

I see the dawn of gleams..

Passing by The river beams..

My emotions streams..

As I walk through life's ills...

In humble glee...

In the chirping of the crickets...I see hope...

Restoring the years...sown in tears..

If the moon shine in the laughter of the sun..

Then let the blessings of childhood to me come..

Let the whispers of the nights' owl...

Whisper sweet secrets to my waning soul...

In thoughts to which my solitude bade me thus...

Being revealed in the haven of salient spurs..

ARMAGEDDON

Great day comes with fears
With much hurring it nears
Chariots soaring in whirling pace
White army storming like locust phase

Thus pours the seventh bowl
Ev'n earth's bowel tasted the bowl
Legion of angel drawn in wrath
Begun sails gallant star breath
Unsheated blades spirals and gust
So pours bloody flood like dust

Combatic conflict soars high
The last war hit here and multiply
Heaven weeps hail-fire storm
Aye cajoling coercfully our form
With God in wrathfull fury
We taste distressful fury
Clouds frowning in thick gloom bay
So darkness and gloominess bay
Blindlessly we ran here or there
Alas! No fotress here or there

LOSS OF HIS ONLY COMPANION

Behold thy sister - on a journey so long,
behold she leaves to return no more,
behold thy sister - thy only companion,
remember your times for there'll never be more,

wipe your tears 'for she's gone already,
no matter the wail she ne'er return,
begin to mourn - for your sister is dead,
oh this lad shall wail but the deed is done,

silence and seethe have crept in to stay,
to sharpen his pain and succor disdain,
he'll carry
 the load all - all alone,
just grief his psyche and spirit to maim,

A LONELY WALKER

On Earth,a lonely walker
To die someday,a lonely decayer
My heart in deep solitude
Pumps fumes with no praise
My life,an enchanted veranda
Were no one but my buttocks fit
I gaze at d weary sea
And compare his calmless to thee
A Lonely walker,i am
To soar life with my legs

A Dream Of Amageddon

Lucid Thoughts Wavering Amidst Blurred Images..
Spirit Drowned In Lethal Graffiti..
Spider Legs Of Confusion Creep Up..
Mortal Thoughts Mutilated Beyond Regularity..
For Ammased Yet In Burrows Of Sheol..
An Army Of Darkness..Numbered As Sand..

I AM ME

I come to you with word syrups of substance
So silent in texture yet so deafening in fragrance,
Rhythmic,ecletic and a simple dose in an instance,
Might be enigmatic cos it will set your toes on a dance.

I come to you with ink capsules capable of putting you in a trance
My style freeverse not always freelance,
I'm artfully worded yet simplicity is my stance,
I'm Nigerian,yet exotic as if from France.