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Love Is a Child
Love is a child; it beliefs fairy tales –pleasantries, fantasies, and happy endings.Love is a believer; it blots out reasoninflicts its wounds with unfathomable sensibilityafoot, light-headed it condones deceits’ daring –you can make a man out of an ape.A Rake; can be reformed to… Continue Reading “Love Is a Child”
Wait Not
Wait not, fond lovershe’d not give a waiverwho took your placefind yourself another,let your memories bank not on me;your fantasies are free to roam. Wait not, fond lovershe – I dwell now inher river like a fish;she’s a taunting schemerthat wouldn’t unshackleor make me… Continue Reading “Wait Not”
Hello
I wish I had known betterat tender years,we laughed together didn’t meanwe laughed for the same reason.I have paid the price –so many unseen tears, many wet pillowsaltho’ both are born to unlike clime:Men n’ Women, Love n’ DeceitI have promised myselfI’ll not ask… Continue Reading “Hello”
LOVE is SAD
I speak not a word further my Beloved that I may please; to gaze on Love’s portrait of ill-harmony without the agony, the doubt, the joy which rends the heart it bears while day n’ night roll darkling by is like gathering clouds ne’er… Continue Reading “LOVE is SAD”
LETTER TO DIBAY
Dear Dibay, With the most anxious of hearts I – a congenital admirer of yours humbly tender this supplication for the fulfillment of the Cupid desires of my heart that has reached the end of its endurance. Ever since you were conceived in my… Continue Reading “LETTER TO DIBAY”
A Fair Maid
A fair maid’s fragrance beckons mewithout hesitation, without permission, thro’ I’ve seen her only on the pages of her Instagram. Her pencil-pointed plump melon her skin gleamin’ like rich satin which makes the attire that adores her a rare work of beauty. She has… Continue Reading “A Fair Maid”
Tell Me I’m Beautiful
Tell me I’m beautiful and I’ll spare your face from being furrowed with tears. I’ll multiple your joy bountifully. Tell me I’m beautiful and I’ll open my doorway for you to walk in and explore the mystery that’s me. Tell me I’m beautiful and… Continue Reading “Tell Me I’m Beautiful”
She’s Not My Queen
At this ungodly hour her rapt knocks at my treasure trove breaths out fire, her urge flush hot.In… Continue Reading “She’s Not My Queen”
One, Two, Three
One, Two, Three. You thrust with all your might then it’s over. Why the urgency? Don’t give me two minutes with your fingers twisting at my nipples. Hell, No! That wouldn’t do at all nor will a quick raid on my nether regions. My… Continue Reading “One, Two, Three”
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Etiquette
Hearts, like doors, will ope with easeTo very, very little keys,And don’t forget that two of theseAre “I thank you” and “If you please.” Come when you’re called,Do what you’re bid,Close the door after you,Never be chid. Seldom “can’t,”Seldom “don’t;”Never “shan’t,”Never “won’t.” © Anonymous | Spilledwords | 2021
Give Me a Pen and Paper
Give me a pen and paper;leave me the restand words will spill outwithout pre-plan andimprint themselves on a page or two. Give me air and space;watch those words spring upbreathing with lifestories learned, dreams fulfilledplaces traveled, experiences earned. Give me strength and courage;release me from fear of the unknown andthe half-heartedness to send these words […]
An Undone Homework
Good God! I’m like an undone homeworkSubmitted to a tutor by an anxious pupilWho over the weekend had triedYet failed to make headway.Teacher– would you spank me?Mock, flatter, or encourage your pupil?Solve me for me, oh Lord.Or teach me how to do me betterThat the pass mark I may not miss. © Ndidi Ugo- Nkwoala […]
Is There Anything Sweeter?
Is there anything sweeter than these hours of love,when we’re together, and my heart races?For what is better than embracing and fondlingwhen you visit me, and we surrender to delights? If you reach to caress my thigh,I will offer you my breast also —it’s soft; it won’t jab you or thrust you away! Will you […]
Ragged Old Flag
I walked through a county courthouse squareOn a park bench an old man was sitting thereI said, your old courthouse is kinda run downHe said, naw, it’ll do for our little townI said, your old flagpole has leaned a little bitAnd that’s a ragged old flag you got hanging on it He said, have a […]
