I WANT TO BELONG

I want to dive with you in
The pool of poetry
I want to follow the lines and
Stanza of your pen
I want to step on your mightical
Poetic footprint
'Make me the Bard that write
For perfection'
I want to belong to the
Brotherhood of pen.

My suplicating soul seek to be
An ambassador of perfect poetry
My bleeding Heart plea to be the
Chef that prepares delicious poetry
Lead me to the perfect part
In the World of poetry
Initiate me into your cult
Lords of poetry.

I want to be call a Pen lord
Let me roast in the fire of poetry
Let me rust in the prison of poetry
Let no power empower my power
Than the power of absolute poetry.

Perfect my Haiku
Perfect my Sonnet
Perfect my Lyrics
Perfect my Ode
Perfect my Ballad
Perfect my Lullaby.

Bless my holy pen of thruth
Make my poetry the aroma that
Attract attention and appreciation
This, my rending pen ask in honesty
Initiate me into the world of Poetry
I want to be a Pen Lord!

© Adedamola Quadri Adeniyi
All Right Reserved 2016

HEY QUADRI

Come here with me-
with a debt of body-
just our souls
oozed out like smokes
Let me take you on a journey.

We are walking past the lake of smokes-
wherefrom the heads of maidens sprout
to reveal their tender skin
as fresh as the petal of the glory of babardous
see- their pointed nose-
perceive the rays of their soul-searching eyes-
let your soul not walk over the redness of their lips.
this is not where we are going-
do not tarry but hurry along with me.

We are here at the gate of damsels
with turgid and firm breasts
not sagging but firm and hands-calling,
they have waist- the home of two moons...
ignore! follow me, or I will leave you behind.

we are now at the gate-
bit I warn thee,
once in there is no returning
you can return to the damsels-
to fill your heart to the brim
with lust of the skin-
where you can drink the gin
of love and of lust deeply.
or you can go back to the lake of smokes-
where women are precious like gold-
but aplenty- all for you Quadri.

make your decision before I open for you this gate-
the gate that leads to the heaven of poets-
where once in there is no going back.