CEASE THE PARASITISM

If, it dawned on us
That despite our individualistic nature
our hierarchies of high or low status
Our ethnic and Tribal differences
That as countrymen
We are morally obligated to each other
That we can mutually exist beneficially
 ....

Then maybe
The leeches , will no longer crawl unto us
Sucking our core beings
Worse than a necrotrophic endoparasite
Suppressing us into our graves

Year in year out,
Mounting our frustrations
It has seen us turn into vampires
lurching at each others throats
In this social segragational caves
they have barricaded us into
Generations born
deeper into the despair

I hope a day soon
everyone will understand
In their facultative nature
A workable symbiosis to form
When the majority 
Will realise they hold the power to rule
Break free of the decapacitating yokes
Ceasing the parasitism

Riding on Faith

She haloes my heart with a shimmering light
Akin a golden glow from a kindled firelight
Arousing an ethereal mojo
Heightening the wondrous curiosity
Coaxing a forbidden spirit
Steaming up the right attitude
Sweetly, swiftly and absolute...
She sparks  engulfed passions
Fostering concealed ambitions


She delicately manipulates....
Building up the anticipation
A fountain bubbles within
My heart quivers with unconstrained longings
Pining on a ledge with built up tension
Even when the toil  supercedes my  stretch
She boils on my  hunger
Straining to reach for that promised delight
To ride the crest of of my  hankerings
To slip over the brink
To touch that high peak
For my heart to finally Sigh
A pleasure to finally burst.....

She straddles me between her limbs...
I strain for that orgasmic release
I walk and limp on broken limbs
I ride and fly on injured wings
Humping my drier fields harder
She makes me envision 
A glorious peak 
The taste of my extraordinary dreams 
The gratification of my quenched desires 
Where stars explode
And there she promises
Lies a fervor that would cream my soul

So undeterred I ride 
Not loosing strength
Not loosing breath
I ride onFaith 


Nanu

Friends to Lovers?

We sit by the riverside
In a thick woody glade
Admiring the idyllic scene
of the silver streaked waters
Two solitary souls
Merging into one
Under the silhouted shadows

Encircled in your arms
Tears I let to flow freely
Lamenting my past hurts
Voicing my despair
With this lone world
sorrounded by a myriad heartbreaks
In the arms of the wrong lovers

Time ceases to exist
For this day, in these shadows
It is just You and me
The rest of the hurtful world
Tends to drift away
I draw solace in this  moment
shared with a friend

After the tears
Comes the comfortable silence
All my heart's vented
Weighed down by the emotional drain
yet in your embrace
I find a rare peace
I let myself  be
Floating into the moment

Then, I feel your lips on mine
No words are necessary
No promises need to be uttered
They speak of two hearts
Seeking contentment
Two stripped spirits
Meeting at a right moment
A chance to possibilities
A change of destinies...


by Nanu

Happy Mother's Day, Mom

A womb that brought  us forth
Into this earth
Fed and bred us
Nursed and cuddled us
With love showered us
Every day henceforth

A soul that's always wished us best
A special fortress
Unto our path whispering blessings
Her midnight prayers
The source of our strength
To face each day
Even from the distance

Feet that never tire
to walk beyond all barriers
Clearing our pathways
Of high walls
That We would never have scaled 
Were it not for your guidance

Hands that work hard
To ensure We never lack
We will never forget your words to us always
'Your responsibility is to dream,
My responsibility is to make sure
those dreams find wings to fly'

Simply to Ken, Kim and I
And all the other children you have natured
Both spiritually
And even in the education corridors
Would never have been
Without You........
And to I, your daughter
You are not just a mother
But my Best friend

Happy Mother's Day Mom

Kananu

She runs
Across the vast desert
That has become her life
The coarse sand
Pricking her bare feet

she runs

She runs
Never catching a breath
Dawn to dusk
Season in , season out
A flight to keep her sane
Against too painful a world
she runs

She runs
Against the droughty winds
Of the hot mist-less days
She finds no rest
Even in the cooler evening breeze
Nor the gentle calm air of the night
That seemingly would paint  relieve

she runs

She runs
Yet, across her path
Comes the revered saving Angel
That deep down she so would wish
Not even the unforeseen 
 momentarily encounter with divinity
erases her demons
She runs
Past His clear essence
Too daunted to spare Him a look
Hope blurred by a past
Marred by dark angels

She runs
Not even the galloping horses
Of the persistent knight
With all his armor and shine
Can match up to her swift feet
A heart on a zippy flight
She runs

She runs
In pursuance of an unattainable peace
It's her escapism
Into her own painted universe

where she can find solitude
Against the hurtful multitude
She runs......

Nanu

The wrath of a woman

With the killer instinct of a lioness
The viciousness of a tiggeress
A hellacious temper borderless
Her lurch at him ruthless

Disremembering she knows him to a core
All his filth she bore
He let open to her a venting galore
And venomously into him she tore

Acquiring a momentous tabloids-queen's role
She dug him a monstrous hole
Branded him an obnoxious dhole
Strung his mug on a pole

Wind whipped his face flayed
Taunting masses at him brayed
His shrinking universe all grayed
He wished he had never strayed

The world stands to judge
In condemnation they all merge
Unwarranted rebuke they splurge
At his grave they dance to a dirge.

Nanu

The Whirlwind

Like a full force tornado it hit us,
Galloping us off our feet
sprinting us into an iridescent world
spinning us on the axis
 of our own celestial orbit
Into the heavenly spheres
Forming a passel sensations
As we were snatched
 into a supercilious firmament
where vapors were sweet and heady
and stars blazed
In a blinding brilliant display

Do not forget...
 FOR it was short-lived
But it carried such a rapturous bliss
Its clouding fragrance
 was dizzying...

But at the crest of our passions
The twister turned evil
Spiralling us emotionally
 into an ungainly boat
that swung us broadside
 to unrelenting currents
And as our gale was slammed violently
 from side to side
We struggled valiantly to stay afloat
To savage this momentarily treasure

Unfortunately
The grounds below us could not hold
They erupted in a bedlam
Swept us off to the murky depths
Of regret and despair
As we melted back into our lone worlds.

By Nanu @2015