INTERCOURSE

Our hearts become beating drums,

Getting louder with each thrust,

Growing faster with each breath,

Growing bigger with each gaze,

Skipping beats with each touch,

Going silent with our climax. 

Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2016

FIRING SQUAD

I look upon a mirror of mist,

just across the wooden bridge,

Through my mind I begin to sift,

retrieving nothing but a smidge.

I walk towards a wall of uncertainty,

as the ground burns my feet,

Soon to be a canvas of burgundy,

when its surface and my blood meet.

A colony of projectiles pass through me,

Like rabbits, deep down they burrow,

Pain surpassing the sting from a bee,

as a plough on the field creating a furrow.

My soul escapes as I fall to my knees,

Then I make a loud final wheeze.

Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2016

I WALK...

I walk aimlessly in the rain,

just so my tears can have a companion.

I walk when the wind blows hard against me, 

just so it can soften the blows I've suffered to my heart.

I walk to hear the ceaseless chatter amidst a crowd, 

just so I can drown the voices in my head.

Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2016

THE TREE OF LIFE

Life is like a tree in the summer,

with millions of colourful leaves,

In a solemn dance do they hover,

To protect us they become eaves. 

They turn brown during Autumn,

Day after day they are trampled upon,

along the paths on which they've fallen,

The sight of them leaves me forlorn. 

The leaves symbolise man's life,

Once high above residing in an enclave,

Acquiring riches which were rife,

people of unequal ilk walk over his grave. 

The rich will lay side by side the pauper,

As is the will of our Heavenly Father.

Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2016

ærdéaþ (death)

I was all alone

with my woman when a wind

blew her soul away.

Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2016

ærdéaþ

Ic béon á ánhaga

samod mín brýd hwonne sum wind

bleów hire sáwol æwierp.

Adedina Aanuoluwapo John - 2016

SHEGARETTE

Her body is of a smooth slender frame,
My lips gently enclosed around her teats,
I suffer from an addiction I failed to tame,
And she shall die upon my decease.

I suck all of her poisonous cloudy milk,
and watch as she slowly dissipates,
embracing a cloak of ash, in place of a veil of silk,
as her soul floats towards heaven, leaving me in dire straits.

Adesina Aanuoluwapo John - 2016