Monday, May 2, 2011
tensions 2
all was at peace
until you probed
the firbidden and unperturbed recesses
of life's essence
and the smile which once
lit your face
became
contorted resorted
distorted to the
streamlines of
an oblivious cacophony
all was at peace
but now the passions veiling
your soulscape
shivers wildly
in a frenzy of discordant monologues.
Sunday, May 1, 2011
the ajuwaya call
listen!
can you hear it?
the tremelous intermittent blasts of the trumpets everywhere--
audile beacons to a promiseland--
they still persist,
still rend the sky
with bland tones,
rousing a national diastole with veinal outbursts
of religious, socio-political diatribes:
listen! it's a nation's call (to be cont'd)
Saturday, April 30, 2011
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