MY Poetic WORDS

04/12/2024

A SEED OF SEDUCTION

Dangling like a jingle bell on the rope of lust,
I lose my thoughts and sense of purity.
In the twilights of her dazzling advances,
Come in powers of irresistibility that conquer my mind.

Truly beauty is in the eye of the beholder,
Her quintessence of beauty lures me into heavens of corrupt mind.

Oh Bathsheba of temptation, why have you chosen my sight to display;
And David of lust, why have you chosen my mind as your dwelling place!
I lose it all to ecstasies;
When the seed of your seduction grows in my fertile mind.

_A.B. Ikus. (18:22 04/12/2024)

18/11/2024

MYSTERY OF THE MASTER KEY

Many pray to be rich;
Some pray to be healthy.
Some pray to be wealthy;
Which many never reach.

Some believe health is wealth;
So they fervently pray for sound health.
Many believe money solves everything;
So they go after it and are ready to do anything.

Many think it is by their might;
So they trust in their due diligence.
Some believe the supernatural controls the physical;
So they solely focus on their faith.

Many restrict themselves to mono-cropping in their practical;
So they keep working harder to have desired results.
Some rather passionately practice mix-cropping very well;
Yet most continue to dangle like a jingle bell.

Not to the weak; nor to the strong
Not to the fool; nor to the wise
Not to the lazy; nor to the diligent
Not to the scholar; nor to the illiterate
But to the chosen; and to the graced.

Neither pains pay the gains
Nor philosophies decode the codes
Though stories behind the glory tell the tales of gains
Where weird fame fades away the shame to face;
Same still mysteriously confuses philosophical theories
And grammatical juggernauts are incapable to explain the mysteries
THIS MYSTERIOUS RACE NEEDS GRACE.

_A.B. Ikus. (07:03 18/11/2024)

01/06/2024

MORE HOPE; LESS ANXIETY

If there is a need to walk
There are legs to lift;
Look more than you leap
See more than you speak

If there are people to pray
There is a God to give answers;
Pray more than you painfully grumble
Wait more than you easily get weary

If there is a life to live
There is a future to face and a present to focus on;
Respect the past more than you regret it
Be hopeful for the future more than you're anxious about it

_A.B. Ikus. (16:05 01/06/2024)

23/05/2024

BE A FRIEND; NOT A FIEND

When pains become excruciating and tears uncontrollably cascades my cheeks
So much that I can't fathom how to end the rolling
Cry with me; don't cry for me.

When the times are tough and life seems unfair
So much that I become weary and don't know how to go about it
Stand by me; don't stand with me.

When the pains are gone and sadness dispels like the cloud
So much that peace of mind is restored and there is no cause for sorrow
Laugh with me; don't laugh at me.

_A.B. Ikus. (08:46 23/05/2024)

22/05/2024

REACHING FOR THE SKY

Since I can't fly
To reach for the sky
Shouldn't I make my body lighter
And my walking steadily faster?

Of a truth I know
Whether the sun will shine
Or it will rain snow
My universe must align.

_A.B. Ikus. (18:23 22/05/2024)
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18/05/2024

I SEE IT COMING

I know one day,
One very day,
The one very loving day;
That I shall look around with a joyful heart,
A joyful heart full of nothing but a fulfilment,
A fulfilment of almost 3 quarter of a century,
A century of wallowing in pools of retrogression and agony,
Retrogression and agony that forced themselves in through;
Corruption, nepotism, and bad leadership,
And I shall say of my country;
You have really conquered all these setbacks,
And we can now tell of the sad stories in fullness of joy.

I can see the day ahead,
Yes I can see it nearer than ever!
And I live to say I see it coming.

_A.B. Ikus. (20:45 17/05/2024)
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04/03/2024

22/02/2024

BID A GOODBYE

Day and night obey the law of shifting
For each other to reign
None without a goodbye to the other at departure
Because just as one goes
It comes back
And this repeats itself from time immemorial
Even till eons yet to come.

I am aware of this law of shifting
Between day and night
Hence why I always come back to say good morning
Even after every good night
Because I know too well that
Just after each night comes another morning

I am lost in love
I so much fall that
Daftness and dumbness take over brain
And I become a wise fool in the kingdom of love,
But just after days and nights all pass by
And all times are wasted to coming back every time
With no turning a new leaf;
I finally bid a goodbye.

_A.B. Ikus. (01:01 22/02/2024)

19/02/2024

STILL FINDING MYSELF

You're a no go area for me
But I'm still coming for you;
Why?

I'm highly principled
But I'm still breaking my rules for you;
Why?

I build my world with wisdom
But I'm still fooling myself around for you;
Why?

I see you pulling my image down
But I still play blind, deaf and dumb to all;
Why?

I feel good to say goodbye
But I still come back each time I leave;
Why?

I think you really want to change for me
But you still grow wings to fly higher than ever;
Why?

I'm kind of lost in your game
But once I find myself;
I'm gone and gone without a goodbye.

_A.B. Ikus. (07:08 19/02/2024)

23/12/2023

FAMILY AND HOME

H-appiness and sadness are built
O-n the beautiful and ugly
M-emories we create with
E-veryone who journeys this life with us, by blood or otherwise.

Whoever that brings us happiness and in whose presence we feel happy really belongs to our FAMILY. Wherever we find more of happiness than sadness, regardless, is called HOME. No wonder our heart longs to be HOME and to see our FAMILY after all the dramas of life; truly, there is no place like HOME.
BUT; is your home really your HOME and your family really your FAMILY?

_A.B. Ikus. (21:33 23/12/2023)

16/12/2023

ALL A WALKING DEAD IN THIS JUNGLE

We were born though;
We died the same day we came into this world
We may be living though;
We are living to leave on a daily basis
Each second draws us closer to the last second;
We open our eyes to behold the things that gradually usher us into the dust we were made of
We were nothing before our being;
We gradually become nothing as we leave behind our being
We are loved and hated though;
We live to gather people that will grace our funeral
We are the past even as we are living in the present;
We have ended the story from beginning and
Just playing it out as scripted;
We are all a walking dead in this jungle

_A.B. Ikus. (02:34 16/12/2023)

30/11/2023

MY DEAR SISTER

In pains my heart bleeds;
If the dead could hear us crying,
My weeping and mourning would have showed you how much I love and have missed you
If tears could make the dried bone live again,
I think mine could have brought you back to life
But here I am in my inexpressible sad mood;
Weeping and mourning endlessly
All still looks more of a dream than a reality

REST IN PEACE MY DEAR SISTER,
J.A.O.

_A.B. Ikus. (12:37 30/11/2023)

15/09/2023

WELCOME TO YOUR FREEDOM

And
Now, welcome to reality;
That dawns on you unprepared
No matter how prepared you are

Welcome to the new reality;
That comes with regrets of then
No matter how careful you have been

Welcome to the long awaited time;
That exemplifies why rest is a mirage
No matter how very bad you dream of it

Welcome to the real adulthood;
That forcefully initiates you into the world of LONELINESS
No matter how many people you surround yourself with

Welcome to your freedom!

_A.B. Ikus. (20:46 15/09/2023)

12/08/2023

THE CHAOTIC PARTITION

In the lands of negros;
Destinies were partitioned before dawn: behind doors: among poly-powers
Berlin came and left;
Leaving aftermaths to live for centuries and
The negros' blessings were exchanged for curses;
Naturally and humanly, in animalistic measures

The negros are strong, all round;
They keep thriving despite their partitioners' curses
So much that their incurred dooms become phoenix and
There comes hope of life from their death;
Hope of peace from their partitioners' incurred violence

War breaks out in heaven and two gods compete for supremacy
Powers are tested in heaven but
The battleground is shifted to the lands of negros
Partition comes now in daybreak and
The negros are played like cards yet again

Should the negros be fooled again,
Their dooms will speak volumes and
Freedom will be held in captives for another centuries;
Tell negros to wise up!

_A.B. Ikus. (18:27 12/08/2023)
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23/05/2023

THE DUO

In the duo, we live to choose
Between the duo, we choose to live

Death and life are the duo
Where bread of life calls the tune of living
Shall we cling to the bread that we may live
Since in him alone we all find our source of life?

Ageing and weariness are the duo
Where faith calls the tune of fate
Shall we cling to faith that we may win
Since in it alone we can decide our fate?

Wisdom and might are the duo
Where grace speaks in volumes over judgements
Shall we cling to grace that we may be justified
Since in it alone we live above laws?

Heaven and earth are the duo
Where shadow accounts stewardship
Shall we be conscious of our shadow that we may guide our doings
Since we all will account for all we do?

_A.B. Ikus. (08:07 23/05/2023)

09/05/2023

AT THE LAST MINUTE

It counts not then;
Why does it count now to you?

It matters not then;
Why does it matter now to you?

The Degrees differently badged
With honours that come with badging
They count not then;
Why do they count now to you?

The investments in their numbers
With maximum attentions given to them
They matter not then;
Why do they matter now to you?

The body that glows like no other
With beautifications competing the world
It counts not then;
Why does it count now to you?

The need that sustains your necessities
With your wants that rule your longings
It matters not then;
Why does it matter now to you?

Birth alongside death comes without your consent
And the intermediary steals your focus
If it counts not then;
Why does it count now to you?

First alongside last minute comes without your awareness
And the intermediary steals your concerns
If it matters not then;
Why does it matter now to you?

At the last minute
If all you come not with do not count
And all you acquire do not matter;
What counts and matters now to you?

_A.B. Ikus. (22:02 09/05/2023)

08/05/2023

THE DIVERGENT PEACE

On my way from opulence
I meet the rich
They envy the poor
But are too noble and are worshipped than to show their lacks
They have almost all that can be bought but lack common peace
So they cover their shame with flashy smiles
They ride exotic cars to hide their bleeding scars
Deep down their souls
They wish they had the peace
Of these common poor

On my way from the common peace
I meet the needy
They envy the rich
And worship them so much that they are deceived by their flashy smiles
They take their own common peace for granted
They hunt what is not lost day and night to satisfy their wants
Deep down their souls
They wish they were the rich
But little do they know of behind the scene

I want to teach each of their divergent peace
But time takes up the teaching
So I go my way.

A.B. Ikus. (17:55 08/05/2023)