Verses By Beordoon

Musings of a Maskuraid…

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SORRY!

I'm sorry, I'd really love to stay and play all day, But for the voices, These residents of my head, They've got so much to say, That I can't help but listen, Which in itself is not a bad thing, Except that it sets my pen to bleeding, And by the time I'm done, Making sure everything is prim, The moment is long lost and gone, You've moved on too, The world is sleeping, And all that's left to do, Is for me to stand as accused, And quietly say, For the umpteenth time, I'm so sorry.   More...

LIFT OFF!

Houston, we have liftoff! Yes, the ministry is finally moving. All those days and nights of endlessly tapping keyboards are gradually bearing fruit. All the bits and pieces are fitting together, and the puzzle is beginning to make sense. The first e-book from yours truly is up on Amazon, iTunes and Google Play Store and the links are highlighted below: https://www.amazon.com/Always-Forever-Abiodun-…/…/B0754JSC36 https://itunes.apple.com/…/book/always-and-fo…/id1275589788… https://play.google.com/…/Abiodun_Awodele_Always_And_Foreve… Support More...

SECOND SKIN

Photo Credits  - Google Evil did not come rushing in at once, All rampaging like a tidal wave, Against which my heart could build no fort, No sir, it did not. Evil was smart, It stole in surreptitiously on a thought, It came in trickles and drops, One here, one there, in tiny spurts, It looked harmless enough and I let it be, Until it coalesced and pooled in my soul, An angry ocean that suffused my entire being. Evil did not start out as if it wanted to win, It came cap More...

THE FEAR OF KARMA

Photo Credits - Google I craved an heir, But the stupid woman, she gave me a daughter, So I unleashed my anger. My rage bruised her, Badly, so badly that she couldn’t carry another, Which annoyed me further, Till each went asunder. My beautiful daughter, A princess, grown, finer than her mother, I pray she meets a man like no other, A prince, one better than her father, But I’m afraid of Karma. More...

A PROMISE OF HEAT

Photo Credit - Google I’ll wait and watch, barely containing my impatience as you take your time to strip off every item of clothing on you. Usually it would be me doing the de-robing, but for our first time out I’m afraid you’ll see my fingers shake while I do so, or worse still I may lose my head and tear everything off your skin in a frenzy just like hunger makes me tear the nylon off Agege bread. It probably wouldn’t be a good way to start our sexual odyssey. When you’re finally More...

SAY NO TO RAPE

Photo Credit - Google He asked her out, Just like every mature man had a right to do, “No,” was how she chose to respond, Like every woman asked had a right to do, Disappointed he went his way, Indifferent she went hers, But the amorous thoughts he had, Of lewd things he’d planned to do to her, With help from some evil counsel, And a bit of idle time, Those thoughts they festered, Until they birthed an obsession, And sired a contaminant in his mind. He stalked her like More...

TILL THE END

Photo Credits - Google Can I sit with you when you hurt, Shoulder to shoulder on the sandy shore, Fingers intertwined with yours, Drinking in the weighty silence, While we watch the lazy river slowly float past, On it's winding voyage to the sea?   Can I be your support when you despair, A quiet rock for your unsure back, And the attentive ear that stays cocked, Tuned in spite of life's noise, Listening as you breathe your pain free, At More...

WHAT’S IN A NAME?

Photo Credit - Google I love the taste of your name. I love the fact that it's a mixture of many things; sun, air, water, heat, hair, sweat, cold and humus. Your name tastes of laughter; of happiness and warmth, of love and lust, and of hunger and dreams and fantasies fulfilled. It tastes of life itself and every good thing therein, and every time it touches my tongue, your name leaves a picture of satisfaction boldly etched on the sensory canvas that is my brain. Your name is a dopamine More...

FENCES

Photo Credit - Google Fences.  Sometimes they're purely reflex, born of habit, nurtured by time and entrenched by routine. Yes they may keep bad vibes out, but it's sad when they screen the good ones too.  Who wants to miss out on such a fantastic connection as you?  Not me. So I'm sorry, for the indiscriminate nature of my barriers, and this is me hoping I get another chance to throw my gates wide open, so you can experience the beautiful gardens laid out behind my high More...

EYE TO EYE

Photo Credits - Google   Just the two of us, Alone, hidden from the world, Somewhere secret on Passion Street, Where sweaty bodies sync, And a belabored bed sings, As hearts mutually beat, To the rapturous rhythm, Of coital bliss!   Nothing else counts, Naira, dollars or pounds, Propriety can wait, Society and its judgmental face, Morals forgotten at the gate, While we relate, Out of sight, you and I, Thirsty souls, cummin’ nigh… More...

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