Bigdauda Poetry (14)

^~binta my love~^
you...
Enlighten what was Dark in Me,
Strengthen what was Weak in Me,
Mend what was Broken in Me,
Bind what was Bruised in Me,
Healed what was Sick in Me,
Straighten what was Crooked in Me
and
Revived whatever Peace and Love that has Died in Me.. I love you

I missed the era of real love
Broken love was fixed
Not thrown away
Jealousy in a relationship was
healthy,
Seldoms nowadays
Age, weight, hieght, complexion,
Distance,
were mere phenomenals
Love was neccesary
money was secondary
I hope we find that one love
we will never say goodbye to
but only good night
oh.. Real love we all need you...

I'm stuck in the claws of time
the smile on my face,
seldom's from the heart.
Moment lingers and nutures
the pang of anger in me.
My reflection in the mirror depicts
a horrible picture.
I do not wish to succumb
to the grooms of torture,
oh! I search beneath my effort
to reciprocate with bee-hives
of courage.
As i face this moment squarely
to navigate from the claws of
time,
we dribble in anticipation who
will score.

Firmly she grips me
as passion consumes us,
she took a deep passionate
shivery sigh,
as i explore passionately
between the two beautiful
contours of her enchanting
bossoms..
Our feets unstable, while we
hurriedly search for the
missing piece of the burning
lust.
The harder she grips me
the deeper the shock of lust
sparks,
the flow of the sensual current
in her body triggers my
magic-stick
and with my magic-stick,
i can feel the wetness between
her wet rose-cave.
We munch and munched
until we both vanished to the
love land.

I am fat and ugly
i wonder if she wil
accept me..
I silently hear the echo
of my heartbeat,
i see the brightness of rejection.
In her eyes
I am fat and ugly
i want her approval of
my appearance
i am fat and ugly
i pretend to be in my
comfort zone
yet, i feel the weight of
her rejection on my
shoulder..
I touch and search my
courage to emback
on a mission,
i worry i will fail..
I cry, and know my
desire for her will
serve in-vain..
Beneath my eyes
becomes cloudy,
slowly slowly
like a rain,
so the tears drop..
I am fat and ugly
i understand i am what
i am
i say to myself
nature will be nature
i try to change the frame
but the picture remain
the same..
I have a dream,
one day, i shall find
a true companion,
i hope she will accept
me.,
i am fat and ugly..

The man of today
architect of his own troubles
He led the way he wishes to
follow
As he gaze down his feet
so he sees the hurdles
curiosity conquers his fear
the motto of his thought
"i shall overcome"
what seems to be struggles
in routine becomes double
Tackling the hurdles becomes
his culture
Every day life seems like a movie
each day, different type of scenes
while he experience the fear of
death,
he appreciates being alive
As the hands of time slaps
him on the face,
so he strive to stay alive
The man of today.

First breathe,
the begining
of death,
As the world
turns,
everyday a
child is born..
Survival becomes
a journey
sometimes slow
and steady
sometime rough
and messy
torture
awaits little effort,
in the world of fantasy
some seek comfort,
only the strong survive..

Im an african, in a white
man's world
all i need is love
do not treat me like a dog
dont judge me by my word
just see through my words
in a white man's world,
my skin seems odd..
most often,
we are labeld as
frauds..
Reputation, obscured..
Yet, i see corruption
every where..
Love and peace, very rare..
in a white man's world
my happiness is not by right
but only by choice
do not judge me by my
words
just see through my words
in a white man's world
my anticipation seldom occurs
but the unexpected dose..
In a white man's world
all i need is love & care
nothing compares..
Do not treat me like an
ape..
Coz when the heaven
falls
so dose everybody
falls..
I see racism in disquise
modern slavery
well organized
I seek your reason in depth,
but do not judge me by my
words
for, all men are equal
in the presence of death..

I remember like it was yesterday
when life was simple
love exist among the people
money was a thing
but never mean a thing
love was neccesary
money was secondary
i remember, i remember,
like it was yesterday
even the bad times were
good times
happiness was a right
not a privilege
sincere and pure
was every image
all these i remember
like it was yesterday
memories of old
times...

Dear father,
its been years...
Since
you being gone...
yet, your spirit
lives on..
Your lagacy, i will
carry on...
i die a little every time
i say good bye...
good bye... good bye..
So long farewell..
But, its not the end of
the chapter..
i will see you again
after..
Death is a meal
we re all going to taste
my heart aches
so my pen bleeds,
in this world,
im proud to be your
seed
your words, echoes
in my head
every single day
mom keep starin
at your bed
she day dreams
and wish you weren't
dead
you use to be a man
now a ghost in the
in the dark
i wish i could turn
back the hands of
time
life with you was like
a sweet lime
i miss you, we miss you
mom miss you
most
life is like a poker
you played your game
yet, forever we shall
remember your name..
Rest in peace

A tall girl
not in my deepest imagination
she could ever be a call girl
like a magnet i was attracted
to her beauty,
her beauty,that can regulates every
man's fury,
conversation ensued
feelings bond,
Days past, month passes
what must have gone wrong,
on a long run
she dumped me like a trash,
while she fled
yet, am lost in love
she is my heart
she is the air that i breathe
i'am suffocating
gasping for some air
runaway love
i cry, where is my
call girl...?

Love love love
everybody's desire
love love love
the rival of hatred
love love love
in the contemporary world
yet, so hard to find
love love love
the most cherished four
letters
love love love
in depth of all feelings
the most sweetest of all
time..