West side Diaries…

So it happens at this junction

Where his Life must take a turn

Now his heart has seized to function

And he’ll watch the bridges burn

Asides malice, there’s no option

For while it lasted it was fun

from the chalice of destruction did he sate his thirsty loins

Two kisses later and at her instructions 

Did he feel her moistened groin

And to the wind he threw caution

As his genes and Hers did join

Sprawled beneath, her mission close to perfection

She watched, as his deed destroyed

Her make up smeared in the heat of passion 

And each thrust she did enjoy

His mind went to his wife and kids

Hers to his bulging purse

And as he came to in ecstasy

She knew that he was lost

Six years of a life long sentence

How cruel This life we Live

His 69-year-old heart did give up

And she’s a murderer of the first degree

 

POET_X

 

ps: sorry for the long absence. life happened. hopefully i am more consistent this year. happy new year and have a beautiful weekend

 

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HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO ME!!! (GIVE ME A MOMENT)

Give me a moment to love

this angel that fell to me

That loved me so then let me go

But kept my heart Forever in love

Give me a moment of peace
As stray bullets leaves the wrong ones dead
As killers kill d innocent at will
& those who guard are those who steal

Give me a moment to laugh
at the sorrows and pains of yesterday
The challenges life throws our way
Lost in the joys that’s lost in the world

Give me a moment to dance
With my Mother as her hair turns grey
Let my father and his grand kids play
Before death knocks or stakes a claim

Give me a moment to Live
To laugh, to learn to love and give
To shed tears of happiness at the least
To meet beauty, and be her beast

Give me a fairytale every moment of it
Let me live happily ever after and not have enough of it
While sorrows huffs and puffs and bluffs
And pain to memory submit

CHIADIKA IFEANYI

Today 6th january being my birthday, I”m thankful to God and every single one who’s been there when i needed it, special shout outs to my parents, my family, friends, chaucerxoxo, rumpelstillskin, bango, helios, jtcombs, jozi, stunner a.k.a level 3, akwuji, vinci, my classmates from way back and course mates, diamond, fellow bloggers who”ve helped me grow. anyone and everyone whose ever read a post here. i am grateful and i cant stress how much i love you. say a prayer for a brother and have a splendid day. peaace!!!!!!!!!!  

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HOPING I STAY

Lifes’ uncertainty is crushing in
I’m loosing my path,
Motivated by want for plenty
But procrastination won’t help me start

The good things are beautiful to behold
In silence, fantasies and dreams are stirred
It’s no more enough being a source of comfort in the cold,
Responsibilities are starting to unfold

I’ve lost my way, blinded by lust
Jealousy has a bounty on my love
Ambition is all I desire, how badly I need that flame to burn
But it seems the world’s too cold where i belong

I pray it gets better, hope I get best
Pray It’ll pass and maybe i’ll stay blessed
I’m scared of tomorrow, I’m skipping today
I don’t know where it leads but I’m hoping ‘I stay’

THE DREAMER AND THE MERMAID

I grew grey as a blossom of the Judas tree   at the sight before me

My blood ice cold, my thoughts no longer my own

Her hair was as a wet fleece of gold,

And each separate strand as a thread of fine gold in a cup of glass.

Her body was as white ivory, and her tail was of silver and pearl.

and the green weeds of the sea coiled round it;

and like sea-shells were her ears, and her lips were like sea-coral.

The cold waves dashed over her cold breasts, and the salt glistened upon her eyelid

Her lips, oh her lips.. redder than a thousand blooming rose

I swear her green eyes has lain my soul captive

Hapless to know of her terror, helpless at the beauty of perfection

Slowly her mouth opens, she speaks but I can’t hear a word

For I am lost in those eyes, those green emeralds staring into mine

I wade into the shallow ends, hoping the closer; I’ll get to hear what she has to say

She urges me on with her hands, her mouth moving soundless; I’m drawn to her transfixed

I can’t move a muscle but I can feel the water rising over my waist

The cold feeling quelling my erection, “I’m doomed” I think as I drift closer

But I can hear her voice now, a sonorous voice it is

Angelic and sounding like a whole choir of sirens, no words but I can hear her voice

She urges me on, the water rises to my shoulders just when I realize I can’t swim

Still… those green eyes, those red lips, her breasts

Everything now seen in all its definition in the clear waters

I feel an erection again, my thoughts the opposite of the waters I’m wading through

I can’t remember how I got here, why I got here, what I want here, WHY I’M I HERE?

She goes under, swimming gracefully towards me, circling me

I feel ashamed and hope she doesn’t look too closely and see the wood I’m carrying between my legs

She resurfaces behind me, I can feel her cold breath, i turn to her, she’s closer than I thought

I’m breathless but I can smell her now, she smells of winter, a scented strawberry winter

She pulls me closer to herself, pushing herself into me, I feel her breast,

Her waist and the slippery scales of her tail…her wet hands around my neck

“kiss me” she says, “kiss me and I’ll be yours forever”

“holy hell” I think to myself, I lean close, chest to chest, erection to scales, lips hesitating

Just when I am about to kiss her, to find a relieve from this tortured dream (what else can it be)

Eyes closed and all, hoping to every deity I don’t wake up

I feel it, it’s warm, it’s running down my neck, down my chest “IT’S BLOOD”

She’s biting my neck, bleeding me dry but yet I’m ecstatic, it’s blissful, it’s peaceful

She raises her blood stained lips to mine…what a deep kiss

The electricity of her lips sends shivers down my spine,  her lips ignites my heart

Finally I can feel it beat, I feel so alive even though my blood is draining out of me

The water slowly turning red with my blood, and for the first time I feel unafraid

I want more now, I want her more than ever, I want inside her, I would die for her

“be careful what you wish” she says to me, looking at me… those green eyes now sky blue

Reflecting the moon and the stars.. by Jupiter I swear I can see the celestial bodies clearly in those eyes

She drags me under, kissing me again more passionately, more fiercely, too fierce I think

I feel my blood, the salty taste on her lips

I’m only human and perfection has never been our strong suit but for her I would be perfect

Been searching all smy life for a feeling like this, to hold someone and feel like this

Then it hit me, I feel the air running out of my lungs

Water rushing into them, my lungs burning

I try to push her away, she pulls me deeper swimming for the depths

Lips glued to mine, I see death in her bloodshot eyes

It’s funny how in death, I’m not ready to die

C.IFEANYI

SHALL I?

Shall I put these feelings into words?

Shall I have a moment of grief,

Day after day I’m lost in thoughts

Of when I shall lay in peace

Shall I put these feelings into words?

Shall I refrain from bliss?

A germ of love shimmers in my heart

So pure it’ll blossom in paradise

Shall I put your feelings into words?

Shall thou acquiesce a kiss?

A bed of rose, a pillow of thorns

Still I’ll be your humble prince

Shall I put these feelings into words?

Shall I speak from my heart?

“Ashes to ashes, dust to dust”

Whence love has played her part

Shall I put my feelings into words?

Shall I let my epitaph speak?

A hymn, a verse something better than words

That’ll immortalize “rest in peace”

Shall I put these feelings into words?

Would I ever be heard?

Words are  immortal seeds

That’ll live on when i am dead

CHIADIKA IFEANYI

A VIRTUOUS WOMAN

here

Life is not worth living
If there is nothing to live for
To carter, matter and care for
To keep, preserve and protect
As God remains a watch over her

A “her” who values, gets and retains value
Influences her generation with love and with kindness regards her lover
Who trusts without limitations
Loyalty and faithfulness her Armour
Opens her mouth with wisdom
Understands change, time and seasons
And wears strength and honour

She works willingly with her hands
Obedience is her neighbour
Masters and manages her emotions
Acknowledges her creator
And nags not

Truly,really,verily
A virtuous woman she is
Someone to cherish and adore
To admire and love
To respect and live for

Woman, an honest and unique creature
Fashioned indirectly as head of the home
To take the blames of the family
To carry its sorrows and pains
But is still the source of happiness

Thanks be to God almighty
For making such a Woman
An immovable mountain
An unshakable pole
A virtuous woman indeed.

Well, some might argue that there are no more virtuous women in this generation, they have their views and are free to express it. But for the very few virtuous women out there, and those who wish to be. I duff my hat to you. For those lucky ones that have them as mothers, friends, girlfriends, aunts, sisters, Wives, daughters, etc appreciate them, they are a dying breed.  The rest of y’all that wanna stay bitches? Cheap, unfaithful, jumping form one dick to another every fortnight, we still love you nonetheless but remember Malachi 12:12 “this things ye do, E good? “  =D

PS : share to every virtuous girl/woman you know and the other 3/4 (not using d “B” word again) I’m not judging but we know them… And for those of you that went to your bible to look for Malachi 12:12 and didn’t see it, well, shame on you! Na 4 chapters dey there.  PSYCH!

A special “blog out” to my Mum, Gloria U, Mummy punkus, Mama Dacobango, Diamond, and every strong girl/woman whose virtue inspired this write up. No one’s perfect but y’all have been a great Muse.

A guy called ALPHA!!