Sunday, 22 December 2019
Sold
Bruised Love
Wednesday, 4 December 2019
El Battle de Degree
Future looked bleak,
I never freaked.
Five years with peers n tears n fears
We never freaked
From strangers to Rangers.
Fought for a common cause
El Battle de degree
We never ceased
The courses we cursed
Assignment like confinement
Tests became quests
Exams turned scars.
Alas the battle is won.
Medals on our neck.
Voices rising high
Engineer crested to my shirt.
Mama rejoice ‼️
We made it
Dreams
Just like everyone else, I'm entitled to have a dream. A dream where goals are achieved and accomplished.
Who knows what the future holds. Welcome to reality, a place where dreams can be crushed or fulfilled. Some call it life, they say it ain't a bed of roses and to some, it's filled with luxuries. To which category would I belong?
I got lots of questions waiting to be answered. This ain't Netflix where everything is scripted and the hero goes home rewarded. This is a battlefield, the battle begins the moment you're born. The outcome depends on how well you fight.
Love, hatred, jealousy, war and peace!! Few of many fruits begotten by Life. Different flavours dished out to man continuously. Each day awaits a variety of fruits for a different person, choices determining the fruit to be served next.
I wish I could dream forever, with houses and cars, wining and dining with friends and families.
But what do I know? I'm just a millennial exercising my rights to dream.
the Battle Within
Laying on my bed,
voices in my head,
darkness all around.
Thoughts gone wild, depression kicking in.
I tried to be strong yet I'm weaker by the day. Fuck this, I'm losing the game. My inner demons getting stronger, voices getting louder. Mama said "Son, get on ya knees and pray". I tried but I'm still empty
Solitude's my new state. Tried texting & sexting but I'm losing it. Friends withered slowly. Damn! Always thought I was strong. Maybe I'm weaker than I thought. Emotions got me feeling dumb
Hell yeah! I'm supposed to act cool n stay clean. I got 2 bibles on my desk. 1 To be read n the other to be rolled and puffed. Got some spirit to get me high but I'm falling flat.
Pop's said life's a stage. I'm done acting. Life's a sine wave. 1 minute ya up and next you're down.
I'm on a journey called life, 20 decades plus some years gone by, no manuals or guides, coordinates and axis missing on the map. I'm a traveler lost in his own world, accompanied by my shadow, striving through the sand Storm. I ain't giving up cause I was born to win.
punishment
Dear you,
I'm the guy you've always prayed for, the good bad guy. I was sent as a consequence of your actions. Your #Godwhen tweets were redirected to me. The Baecations you've longed for, I bring in full. The sexual chemistry, straight outta the blues. After Saturday night clubbing we'll hit the church. We'll get high, you'll pass out and I'll tuck you in bed. I'll wake you with roses, a kiss and breakfast in bed. We'll trend on twitter, friends would envy what we got.
But Hey you, I hope you know‼️
karma sent me, I'm your punishment for past deeds, the unreplied DMs . The more you crave, the farther I'm gone. You'll text on how bad you love me,I'll reply with thanks. Tons of calls unreplied, should I pick, I'll say babe I'm busy I'll call back. You'll wait for my calls till you go from #Godwhen to #menarescum. You'll be obsessed, want to be caressed and bout to be depressed.
But guess what, I'll be gone cause your punishment has been served.
DEEN
I never bade you goodbye.
I was scared to cry
Tears waiting to flow
cause a brother was leaving
I tried to be strong
I lied I wasn't going to miss you
Yet it hurt seeing you leave
Farther you went, the deeper it hurt
We laughed, we cried
We fought, we joked
We lived, we loved.
We left shit behind, we became brothers
You had my back throughout
We wined, we dined
We played, we prayed
We partied and now we're parted
Our moments forever cherished.
Distance tearing us away
We've got different paths life' got for us
Our bonds forever strong.
I'll miss you
Nurudeen Dolapo Bello .
Sunday, 27 October 2019
Hey Lover
I can't stop looking in the mirror
Do I really look gloom
Can I ask you a question?
Were we meant to be.
Hey mr lover, I'm tryna recover.
Your love's a thorn, I had to mourn.
I got worn n torn, it hurts like a burn.
Damn!! You're a scorn.
I'm trying so hard to forget you
When were you last online?
I tried stalking cause I couldn't walk away.
Hey lover you blew my cover.
I tried to heal, you dumped me on a hill.
You lied‼️I sighed, I tried, I cried.
He asked to meet.
Babe you were under his sheets.
You went to meat up
Infidelity, yet you bank with Fidelity.
I can't look you in the eye.
People suck, people fuck,
people leave their shit behind.
people think but don't stop.
Hey lover, don't try to hover.
People love, people leave,
people let down, People show up,
people grow up, People move out.
Friday, 18 October 2019
Imperfection
I ain't flawless, ah got my flaws.
I'm that dark guy with dark vibes
Receding hairline and potbelly.
And yeah! My beards ain't full.
Local accent hitting hard.
A bit local with a classic touch.
Guess that's why homies call me Anambra
Shout out to my stylist
She said *I think I'm a spec*
*Thank God she ain't attracted to me*
Damn that hit hard‼️
I'm the shy dude from down town.
Introverted but extroverted.
Communication ain't my stronghold.
Lovey Dovey gets me weak.
Played a lot,
Caused some tears,
Broke some hearts.
Yet they tripping hard.
Temper short like my pinky finger.
Peacocks got nothing on me.
Emotions, my Achilles heel.
I pray to Jah my soul to live.
I've embraced my imperfections.
Now I'm whole.
Tuesday, 19 February 2019
Lame lines
Damn. I always thought I was strong.
Maybe I'm weaker than I thought.
Emotions got me feeling dumb.
Fuck this! It ain't love.
Maybe I'm stressed.
Niggas blocking 24/7 nd I'm still trynna start a convo. Supervisor's on my neck like a bell n Project's treating me like hell. Donkeys smashing on the road yet I ain't smashed in days.
Hell yeah, I'm supposed to act Cool, stay clean.
But I got 2 bibles on my table. 1 to be read and the other to be puffed. I got some spirit to put me in the spirit yet I'm damn low.
It's 9:30 whistles be going gaga. F them. It ain't judgement day!! They call it Curfew cos they want to Cuff you. Tell the Dean I'm the deal.
2 months till I'm outta here!! Been on a low cos I'm riding out on a high.