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

Hush

Hush, do not utter your thoughts
Hush, do not utter those promises
Hush, lest you bring forth the what-ifs
Hush, before you derail this train of thoughts.

I wonder, have you paused to think
That behind this smile that's a bling
The elusive laughter, that into your ears sings
Could be a scared scarred girl, the world brings?

I wonder, have you paused to imagine
That behind this veil of courage I engine
Could be a broken girl in the inside
The cloudy skies hiding her sunshine
A contrast to her outside

I wonder, could it have occured to you
That beyond the pessimistic cynicism flashed
It's innocence once trashed
A hope once held but now crashed

So, hush
Before you come in a rush
Probably sweep me in a brush
Leading me into another impending crash . 

Nanu

HOPE

Hope haloes the heart with a shimmering light
Like of a golden glow from a kindled firelight
Arousing an ethereal mojo
Heightening the wondrous curiosity.....
As she coaxes to the height of fulfillment
Steaming up the right attitude
Sweetly, swiftly and absolute
To where long sought passions
And long fought for deep desires
Are turned from Dreams to Realities.....

....Hope delicately manipulates....
....Building up the anticipation
....A fountain bubbling underneath
.....A heart quivers with unconstrained longings
....A hope on a ledge with built up tension
....When the toil seemingly supercedes our stretch
....Yet Hope boils on the desire
...... We stretch to reach for that promised delight
......To ride the crest of of our hankerings
......To slip over the brink
......To touch that high peak
For a heart to finally Sigh
A pleasure to finally burst.....

Hope leads us....
To strain for that orgasmic moment....
To walk and limp on broken limbs
To ride and fly on injured wings
To hump our passions harder
For beyond that gratification we so seek
Beyond the longed for glorious peak......
.....At the touch of our extraordinary dreams
.....At that grand moment when desires are quenched
.....And stars explode
.......Momentarily covering our life's bed
......The midnite moon never seemed so bright...
Lies a satisfaction that will soothe our souls
As Hope cradles you between her limbs.

by Nanu

The tango

Swirling into the floor
I follow your flow
Our feet gain a fleet
We move to the beat
As though chereographed
In perfect synchronisation
Our rhythm forms an harmonisation
With every gliding step
Into the unknown we set
In this entangled dance
A boldness advances
Relenting to the mighty powers of the tune
Just like the tides obey the moon
We are drawn into the sweet rare nature
Of the accorded melodious pleasure
As if awaiting that innuendo
The music builds to a crescendo
And into a climax we are whisked
A poise in your arms,
Before  you release
Eyes lock..
Insides turne into bisque
But a stolen kiss,
Is all we risk!

by Nanu

MIDNIGHT CRAVINGS

You strike, 

a strong desiderium

Your lure beyond my resistance

Your temptation beyond my resolution

To keep my healthy dose in perspective

You entice me out of my sleep

Driven by a primal yearning

There you are

Seated, hot and simmering

Drawing me beneath 

your seductive minty scent

Causing my final vestiges of restraint

To slip away

To your craving I forfeit

Reaching for you

Inhaling your minty aroma

I slid my eyes closed

I throw back my head

To fully appreciate

Every sensation you arouse

Opening my lips to you

I take you in

Sip by sip

I dip my mouth into your hotness

As your warmth shoots

through my entire being

I relish every bit of you

As I draw out your sweetness

My addiction to you not wise

But for now I don't care

You are my sweet Cup of Chocolate

Your blast of pleasure

Is all I wonna savor and adore

for now.

by Nanu

Pressing On

Time and opportunity teases
Denying me the peace
Plowing on my vulnerabity
Massaging out my resilience
Tantalizingly stripping me of my will
Deftly stroking my weak spirit
That obligingly yields
Swaying me slightly 
Overshadowing my reason
At times derailing me completely
I helplessly surrender 
To the mild amusement
To the sumptuous temptation 
An onslaught to my true passion
But though a good diversion 
from the pressure of constant disappointment
Laying on this bed 
Of momentous gratification
Never brings that shuddering delight
Of a void filled inside

For the love of this Dream
Chidding myself 
I must struggle out of the murk
And retrace my track
Nudge back the passion
Champion my dismay
Chance and luck may please
And bring forth an ease
But whatever I encounter 
It's time to appease this Desire
To reach for this Dream 
Grasp that last stab of the Pleasure
It will bring...

by Nanu 

If my heart I could speak...

If my heart I could speak
If the depth of my soul I could breathe
If my dreams I could spell
In the present let them dwell
Setting into motion
These fragile emotions
Then maybe you'd be the chosen guardian
A fortunate custodian

If a voice I could gain
If I'd alter this refrain
If my fear of the unknown
From my system would be away blown
Reach out for this heart that bids
Let flow free with the west winds
Then maybe I'd speak of insides boiling

If time could reveal the eventuality
Of risky journeys endings in entirety 
When moulded and natured in perfect serenity ...
If feelings dwelling in this being's balls
Felt within the confinement of four lifeless walls
Were to, another heart conceive
Then maybe you'd be my knight 
To soothe the dormancy of forgotten affections away!

Thoughts of desire float in the naked air
I tease these emotions to discover you
Silent oblivious dweller in this foreign land
Ploughing through my fields
sowing emptiness
Of confined fears
..You may not know it to be so
For in solitude I bear this
My yearnings to satiate
The strong longing stirring !

by Nanu

God's saving grace

On a steep mountain's edge

Stuck on a precarious ledge

Above dangerous cliffs

My insides are scared stiff

The winds are howling

The thunder roaring

A monstrous blizzard raging

The day fast fading

I have sat still ,waiting

Praying

Hoping

Onto a well grounded Faith holding

In your words, trusting

And now the night is here

I thought by now it would be clear

But this storm is growing stronger

The chill getting meaner

The snow blowing faster

My frozen body growing weaker

With every hour passing 

My optism fading

But I trust in your Mercies unending

Sufficient Grace, ever saving

My soulfood tonight to keep me going

Even though this night grows darker

I am believing in a morning brighter.

By Nanu

Seeking my vindication....

As my heart rolls in billows of despair
I demand vindication!
For days spent wallowing
In your emotional deception

For consciously paving me a path
That would douse my gullible heart
Into days of your calculated cozenage
For duck-dunking me in the muddy filth
of your terribly twisted webby affairs

I seek my vengeance
For time spent under your foxiness
For nights spent scripting you
The depths of my soul that could shame the gods

Deeper into the abyss of your guilefulness
you have led the UN-wary me on.
Now I lay
In this;
your shamelessly wantonly created agony

My heart seeks exoneration
You may have mastered me
But stop your notorious chi- caning yet
Even at the throes of throwing in my towel
I will seek my vindication
For now I know I deserve better!


by Nanu

Mr Playboy

Part 1
He breezes around with a princely step
He sparks from head to toe as if clad in pure gold
He emits the odor of heavenly rose gardens
He irradiates a magnetic pull, potent
like the Bermuda triangle
He eases about with the importance of
the town mayor
He assumes an arrogance of a king lion
marking his territory
He wheezes his super-luxurious style around
as if to announce his rather obvious presence
His alluring demeanour
easily dizzying even to the most affluently strong-minded lasses
they can't help feeze for his attention
Unaware, he is a huffy brute
He is obnoxious and unfeeling
He is Mr. Playboy.

Part 11

He is quick in noting a credulous soul
He plays on its sweetness and naivete
He saps into its mere existence
He falters not in his well mastered deleterious plots
He entangles it intricately into his byzantium cycle
Buying into its patriotic loyalty
Till it is in cognizant to his oppressive nature
And his cloying attitude
But not for long, he is not the kind to loom
In conquered territories !
He is Mr. Playboy

Part 111
After the momentarily bliss
When his restlessness leads him to abandon its bosoms
The soul will awaken from its haze
Lost in a deep emotional sea
Frantically it will fight to stay afloat
It will wish to reach the shore
But on it he has anchored a heavy yoke
What else, he drilled out its heart
And fed it to the birds of the air
For mere survival and sanity
The poor soul will cling onto him
He though will not cease
To blatantly trash its piety
Yet, he is aware, its hooked on him
And that feeds into his tyrannous attitude
As be breezes off to deceit another
He is Mr. Playboy



by Nanu