I's born and raised in Africa, Nigeria precisely, the third in a family of five.5.9 inch tall and a diploma holder (OND) from a polytechnic school in my country.
I's verbally abused by my folks, especially my mum. My growing up was perfect as a kid but miserable and lonely since my teenage years due to a health problem I got at the age of 14 called Chronic Fatigue Syndrome. I'm born again, though not finding Life In Christ smooth, as some people might make you think-but it's the biggest thing in my life.
My poems are the data-base of my inner-most feelings and expression of my ideas and opinions. Just like music, they're my door to happiness and window out of pain-no matter how heavy I might feel about a problem, I feel so free when I lay it down on a paper. Writting poems is more like a fortress in a barren land; it is taking a refuge.
Have fun as you read my poems. It's ok to react in any way they make you do. I welcome your comments.
Her eyes glitters like the icing on a cake.
Bosom so smooth like hot loaded bowl of pounded yam
Her breasts are like bunches of grapes
Her kiss is a drug I take and feel so dizzy
Her touch caresses me like the evening breeze
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Sometimes when they touch me,
they pass me the signal.
And I get bursting,
thinking like a criminal.
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Here is what seems like the usual days
But it is actually not the same
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I like it when I talk about you, because you're a wonderful person
I like when I hear your voice, because it is like a medicine
I like it when I call you, because I enjoy your endearments
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