Day 1

Something that makes me smile

When I see a little child playing, chattering away some inaudible gibberish or reading the verses of the Qur'an, the muscles of my face relax..

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Mon Ami

Sit with me, friend
Let's have an honest tea talk,
about days when I'd hurt you,
and would try to pull away..
know that I do not do this out of pride
but out of shame and guilt
because you deserve a good friend

Sip on this, darling
There are also days you'd hurt me,
know that my tongue will be too tied,
and my mouth will ache out of pain and anger
still, I won't spill a word
because they might burn you

New friend,
Step by step, you'd stumble on my art...
if you cared enough to seek
Old friend,
You haven't gotten tired of me,
have you?

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007
Mon Ami

Sit with me, friend
Let's have an honest tea talk,
about days when I'd hurt you,
and would try to pull away..
know that I do not do this out of pride
but out of shame and guilt
because you deserve a good friend

Sip on this, darling
There are also days you'd hurt me,
know that my tongue will be too tied,
and my mouth will ache out of pain and anger
still, I won't spill a word
because they might burn you

New friend,
Step by step, you'd stumble on my art...
if you cared enough to seek
Old friend,
You haven't gotten tired of me,
have you?

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004

Chef lee

Mama sent me on an errand in the market of life
She said to get as much love at the least cost
Time has passed
and my memory is sad

But I quite remember her faint voice
listing some ingredients
a litre of trust,
a handful of care,
a pint of affection
amidst others
when stirred consistently
will make a delicious love feast.

A serving of two is enough for lovers,
sizzling hot on a cold harmattan morning

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On a sticky hot afternoon,I met a sage and he said to me "you will not find new happiness wondering what it looks like for the one you lost"
So I took to his words and raced off to a new beginning..new happiness
But
Some beginnings do not begin

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Take all the colors I am

Spill it on canvas

And paint well

For I am a art

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I was a beautiful disaster
Worst of its kind....



...and you still had the audacity...

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The even and odd

I am already on the autopsy table
Which is why I'm always cold

I always find new scars on me
As if my soul was a daisy in a tornado

My flaws blow me up like firecrackers
And I crumble into a thousand pieces

Who I am may not make amends for the person I used to be

A serene chaos can't tame a storm.

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Words didn't have much of a tickling effect
But the way they roll out of his tongue
Gave me a ticklish feeling

And I have marveled at him
When he said it is "I'm...not am"
Indeed, it is, I'm in love

How he taught tin-tin-na-bu-la-tion
Made me tick and thick with fascination
But his white robe dashed my little hope

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Oreoluwa

Splendor of a duchess
Charisma of a royalty
Smile of a child
Glow of the sun
Beam of the moon

Your flower will never wilt..

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