Aurora's Poetomania

I die in my bed From my father's cold kiss I die from the air And the sick pout of love I die and I walk...  alone Feet bare and clutching Tobias The lone street of the dead Welcomes me with glee Alone in the earth...  I Weep for the days lost And the  fright gained. I'm alone Daddy... DADDY! There's a witch under my bed But daddy doesn't come Tell that kid I'll cane her to sleep' If she doesn't go to bed I hear him say it And when later that night Tobias whispered in my ears I knew it was done The child in me fled Far away Damn you...  don't leave me here I yelled Then I went  after  her  I yanked her hair,  dug My nails dug into her neck Tighter Tighter Till  she was limp. It's been years since that night And the body still rots slowly But  Dead or alive She's mine I carry her with me The girl that was But the stink of death pervades the world Putrid scents masked with flowers Tobias is still in the hou

The cloud called The earth responded With a heart felt gratitude Stepping up for the soothing cold touch She didn't ask for much As she walked on her clutch Desperate for the starch You promised So days have gone Son of man They did say he was gone Relegated from sin It has been long We ain't no more strong Maybe I got it all wrong But the widows sing of a song A welded wire of husband that long They hope their own belong So she craves for his return The husband that was full of promise That gifted hand which did browse Through the many gentle souls The widows cry The orphans strife All in vain to have Nothing came not even in half Though time nears So the man preacher says As many walk in grace The death penalty to others They choose to embrace. Come to thee he calls But am an agent of redemption I hope to have you in contemplation Nothing much to mention HOPE TO THEE SOON HE COMETH. ®Peace ©by Ol-Ledama Mdigo

I'm not a bad person I swear I'm just a selfish person my rides through life ends in winterbottom But I know to hold my summer tight It's not true It's not false A yes is a nay A no, maybe a yes I'm a fiery eyed tigress Bloodthirsty and cranky But I'm not a bad person I swear I'm what we all should be Fiery, bold, proud and selfish.

So when i say, Out of a beautiful anger That this was not meant to be You think i talk of my sorrow So when i say With the zest of one bereaved That this world is so cruel You think i refer to death So when i say Because i lost my voice That my heart will stop someday You think i talk of love But when i say That with the speed of lightning And the lust of the furious Being fast is just one thing And being furious is another He lived for the madness He breathed for the beauty His gaze was filled with rubbie Of the rarest greyish blue Once, he raced the mortals Challenged them to a war One at a time Or a couple at a scene Now, he stands tall Challenging heaven's best racers Looking them in the eye I know he feels Whole again He refuses to be mortal He is racing to the border Wherever that may be..                                                          This is for Paul Walker      The guy who made hearts beat fast and furiously.

When the roads to Ibadan melt and flow, When in anticipation of fate, our faith gains momentum Splashes truth, cold hard truth across these hallowed lying stones When the sky shall retreat back to its place, and the vultures with it When the seas that claimed our paces are called to order Finally rebuked for making our feet wet When the ports of our minds are no longer raided By the bandits of human opinions, the thieves of time and their cousins; care Then my dear Then, you will be back in my arms And I in yours Then my friend Then. Our souls will soar together To the apex of good feelings, the height of old pleasures.

Will you mourn me when I'm gone? Will you hurt deep and cry a lot? Will you lose appetite and cry In thought Of the times we spent making plans for us? Will you stare at the stars and make a wish That it all be nothing but a dream Me being gone and you being hurt Will you wish for us to be together in our hut Will you wander around at night Weary and tired for lack of sleep Will you close your eyes and hold out your hand In wait of mine sneaking up your arm Will you mourn me when I'm gone If a shooting passes above your roof Will you remember the fault in our stars And pray that the star takes me a message Of the true way your heart bleeds Will you tell it tales long kept Secret. The things we did The havoc we wrought Will you, if nobody else, mourn me when I'm gone.