People Ask Me Why

When I remain calm,people ask me whyWhen I raise my voice,people ask me whyWhen I sing and dance,people ask me whyWhen I laugh out loud,people ask me whyWhen I’m sad and cry,people ask me whyWhen I don’t complain,people ask me whyI know their natural curiosityleads them to ask moreand to give unsolicited advicesBut I don’t […]

People Ask Me Why

Finalists of the Poetry Contest Woman: Splendor and Sorrow: | Love Poems and Poetic Prose My Dear Readers, Congratulations to the 13 finalists of the poetry contest Woman: Splendor and Sorrow: | Love Poems and Poetic Prose! I am thrilled to present you with their names, the titles of their poems, and the title of […]

The Finalists of the Poetry Contest Woman: Splendor and Sorrow: | Love Poems and Poetic Prose

‘Let your heart …’ won me a place in the final list.🙏🙏🙏. I am so thankful to the Almighty God, for the gift, to the organizer; Gabriela Marie Milton, for the bright opportunity given. May God continue to bless her kind heart. I extend many thanks to the review team for the selection.

I say a very big thank you, to you, fellow bloggers on this platform; your wonderful posts and comments actually mean a lot to me. I am also grateful to a very wonderful woman: Mum Cee, for linking me to the WordPress.

Congratulations to you, fellow finalists. I am equally happy for you. Cherished Contestants who could not make to the final stage, please keep on writing. The best is always yet to come.

THEY WRITHE AT BRIM

They writhe at brim
They follow the course
They writhe at brim
They face the trend in course
They writhe at brim
The principals hollow not a follow in the course

They writhe at brim
They smile in the anger
of their affluents
Meaningless meanderings
Slack their slenderings
For Celerity swiftless

They writhe at brim
Breaking bounds beyond banks
for bouncing bounce – backs
because
The friendly unfriends them
with headly – deadly heedless deeds

CAROUSEL

Ask me again
And l will tell you again
The bite marks from neonate canine
The adult cranium cartilage
Chances which get things changed
Change not a thing
What is old to you
Could be new to me

Ask me to repeat
And l will say it without number
The tiny walks without totter bulk
The babblings of the buddy
Fixed for turnarounds
Changes not the fact
Picks may parallel
into aftermaths perpendicular

Ask me again
And l will say it again
Gifts from nature
Differ in nurture
See it go
See it come
See it spin
Everyone is equal on carousel.