Sold

So much for not being wanted.

Didn't beg to be born yet he was conceived.

She cried in your arms, wished for your care.

He didn't suckle, yet you weren't bothered.

She always thought her first words would be mama but she was wrong.

Hey Dad, you let him down.

The very arms meant to protect her dropped her at the orphanage.

For his very first steps you were meant to be his support but guess what? You weren't there.

For some thousands you gave her up.

His innocent cries you waved  aside.

So much for not being loved

All these because you weren't ready.

For some extra cash she was resold.

Amongst strangers he was accepted.

United by Love not blood, she found a family.

Amongst strangers he found peace.

Bruised Love

You told me you saw love in my eyes yet you left me with a black eye. From the very red lips you loved you drew blood. Our love, though a gift from Aphrodite has turned to the battle ground of Ares.

Hey Mr Lover, I lowered my guard, you won my heart we ended up down the isle. I was sentenced after I said "I do" and got handcuffed by a ring. I was getting used to being someone you loved.

Did you consider my feelings when you lied, the stormy nights when I was cold? Maybe I never mattered. The roaring crack of your whip, the Welts, the bruises, the scars- my medals from love. So much for the sake of love.

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 .