Sunday, 12 July 2015

Paramour...!

Aye! Cascade of transient bliss
Ephemeral jewel; same you treasure
Ointment of solace – succour your fracture
Love cum hatred my nature
The alluring rose; your hibiscus
Haven I am – antidote I your stress
The covert spring you unearthed I am
When for pleasure thirst – you strayed
With all nature did bestowed
Regale I your soul

Tart – calls me
The hag you roof beneath – your connubial hag
My presence; my prestige
Misery aye her nightmare
Her nuptial dreams; bargained away
Aye she’ll never pardon – I need not
Dwindling beauty, faded pride; did paved
Fervidly paved me in – to her hollow
To defile – to gorge her nuptial abode
Aye I need no pardon; she’ll not – never!

Beauty, no! Not seduction
Fetched you me – your cloying vows; my nature
Opened my legs; the moon forget not
Stars bear my witness when to you I gave… from me,
Took what she divest you
When hungered; your repast I was; drank–
My spring quenched your thirst – my lothario
You became; did you not say I’m better?
Heavens be thanked, now
Your likeness I host

She’ll never pardon – I need not
I need no pardon; she’ll not – never!

Poem by: OLA OGUN

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