Verses By Beordoon

Musings of a Maskuraid…

Tag: Mother

LET ME BLEED

Photo Credits - Google Oh what fun to see, As she hopelessly and helplessly bleeds. ‘Tis a sight for eyes and hearts sore, To watch her life’s force slowly run forth.   High on love’s brew, During those times that life was good, She forgot the earth from which she spewed. Who neglects their mother because of a suitor? Who abandons their source, To chase the transience of fleeting emotions? Who except the most reckless of offsprings, Scorns a mother’s More...

A MOTHER’S DUTY

Photo Credits - Google I am the last of the brood. How I know this for a fact is a mystery, but I do as soon as my eyes open and I become aware of the others zipping around and feeding voraciously while I can barely even wriggle. It takes some time for me to move out of range, squirming slowly away from the brittle remnants of the shell I just emerged from to a portion of our living nest where I can lie in peace without getting in anyone’s way. The biggest of us I sense is half a body More...

NNE EMEKA

  The party was by all means turnt. Food was in abundance - every variant of rice was available – as well as small chops, a gigantic red velvet cake and a whole barbequed goat. When one has camels as friends, the drinks better be pouring non-stop at your party or they soon lose interest and wander off prematurely, so I made sure the bar was well stocked. The cocktail mixtress and her two assistants were on point too, slaking thirsts with their different offerings like desert rain. A mountain More...

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