Lament Poems
While the village bleeds
by Phillip Nine-Mafunga
♡
Sounds of yesterday
Echoes of tomorrow
As we pass through the vast of today
Grains of sands blown down the unwritten annuls of history
A history yet memorized and internalized by generations
Those that suffer tribulations
Have rather found meaning in the passage of time
Time in which tears naturally dry up
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Florence
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Florence has warm blood
and cowrie teeth that seldom clatter,
even in the chilled, fluttering dance of July rain.
She’s an element of Shiloh
in weeping quest of a promising Samuel,
and for this,
walks through long and clammy paths in July rain.
July, a month of sacred yams,
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Colourful Lament
by Ghairo Daniels
COLOURFUL LAMENT
I combed cool waters of your
baby blue crystalline Jewel as you
waded waterfall waves washing
my stellar rainbow rays
Arching it melted into the warm
womb of transducing tangoing Earth
Her Violet Flame devoured us both
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A Logician’s Lament
by Oliver Foreman
Day comes again, the sun is in the sky.
Predictable again, the sun is never shy.
Night comes again, the sun is nigh to die.
To say otherwise; To say a lie.
I count the stars, a finite crowd.
I count my wishes, a finite cloud.
I see my blood, I count it too.
A finite world of finite views.
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Elegy for November
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
The shoals below the horrid caverns of a lagoon
usurp all terraces and embankments,
just for the feast on bloodꓽ
crimson atoll
and cremated corals.
Ecclesiastes of the third age is unknown to them —
they who in all seasons,
without respite,
have feasted in flesh and blood,
including that of a famous guru
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Colourful Lament
by Ghairo Daniels
COLOURFUL LAMENT
I combed cool waters of your
baby blue crystalline Jewel as you
waded waterfall waves washing
my stellar rainbow rays
Arching it melted into the warm
womb of transducing tangoing Earth
Her Violet Flame devoured us both
......
Florence
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Florence has warm blood
and cowrie teeth that seldom clatter,
even in the chilled, fluttering dance of July rain.
She’s an element of Shiloh
in weeping quest of a promising Samuel,
and for this,
walks through long and clammy paths in July rain.
July, a month of sacred yams,
......
While the village bleeds
by Phillip Nine-Mafunga
♡
Sounds of yesterday
Echoes of tomorrow
As we pass through the vast of today
Grains of sands blown down the unwritten annuls of history
A history yet memorized and internalized by generations
Those that suffer tribulations
Have rather found meaning in the passage of time
Time in which tears naturally dry up
......
How I wish you were here
by Phillip Nine-Mafunga
We could've droped some
But to deem us foolish
Aint cool a thought
For we've our one stop:conscience
Wherein we play no fantasy games
For ours is the house of the sun
Listen to our baseline,so thick an' cool
Don't dare sing along in off key
For we know who we follow
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Woes of a Dark Night
by Nkwachukwu Ogbuagu
Petals of roses are scorched before noon,
And it’s just February, my month of woes.
Laughter becomes suppressed in the face
Of relighting the dark woods of a wintrous,
Unfeeling December, when the census of beasts
Takes place by the spine of the jungle.
O beating heart, fast and deadly, your tremours
Elephants tramp on the merriment of immigrants,
When they dance to the beats of stolen drums.
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