Showing posts with label Beauty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Beauty. Show all posts

Sunday, June 16, 2019

Catermorphosis


Beauty is a monster
That mastered the art of change.
Ask that caterpillar
Munching on greens to explain.
That monster must be tamed
Through diligence in the game.
Beauty is an achievement
And not a spur-of-the-moment
Glitter that goes and comes.
Beauty comes uncut like diamond.
We delight in beauty
Yet ignore its cycle of life;
From monster to ugly
Beauty braves men's sneer n' spite.
Growing with grace and truth,
Beauty is the symbol of youth.
Beauty asks not questions
Nor does it require permission.
Beauty must grow or die
It must from the monster divide.
Thus we must admit that change
Is to beauty a unique trait.
For beauty is a monster
Who has change tamed and mastered.

Akpan



Thursday, April 12, 2012

Coded



Can you picture my odyssey?
Ride beyond all the hallucin’?
Cause these are days of retribution;
Anarchy’s a trifling institution.

Gotta plunge the blades of a hunting knife
Straight down the guts of strife.
But meanwhile,
I spy the hordes of change beating a path
Down to my doorstep.
Pass me the world I’ll take it in my stride
And ride till you see the pride in my step.

Does it look like I’m playing to you?
Sorry, you haven’t got a clue.

Stand around.
Things are gonna start dropping in this town
Cause I’m running ignorance down.
Oppose me if you dare.
About time someone got to believing
Ain’t waiting for no handouts gotta git moving.
I keep pressin’,
Circumstances trying to break me,
Popular opinion irritating me.
But I feel the rush of adrenaline to the head.

Bet you was thinking I wouldn’t come again, dude.
Well, I’m sorry, you haven’t got a clue.

I flaunt patience when dealing with gentlemen
But I flush sentiments.
I got dreams of the mountaintop
And I won’t be back until I hit my call.
Life’s a marathon
Gotta be the runner overdosing on spunk.
I’m a pro
And this one’s for the show.
Gotta run this lil circus outa town,
Put you on a real hero shakedown.

Guess what else I’m about to do?
Oops! I’m sorry, you haven’t got a clue.



Akpan


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Friday, December 24, 2010

Eleventh Day Of Christmas - A Poem





You set me among the lilies
Place roses in my path thro death’s valley,
I open my door to greet your fragrances
And drown in the perfume of your presence
           
You are my frankincense
           
You heal my world with a touch of your friendship
Raise me up on your shoulders, eraze my glitch
You rock my boat like a storm tossing a ship
Doing it all with a tenderness that takes caring to a new peach
           
You are my myrrh
           
You place the power of the sun at my fingertips
Plant the rainbow’s end at the limit of my wits
You call me by name and stole my heart for keeps
You, silly you, gave your world asking nothing
           
You are gold . . .
My gold, explicitly.
           
           
Eneh


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