Beryl Army Writers: fantasy

I shall not love her lies

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 the foolish dies/ 
 caught in there lies/ 
 his blood dries/ 
 she talks but no one replies/ 
 she thinks of her re tries/ 
 her smile is a disguise/ 
 her hatred implies/ 
 her heart is a dice/ 
 I won't love her lies/ 
 so I won't love her lies/ 
 so I won't buy a mouse/ 
 I would ve mice/ 
 to tell them the story/ 
 of how I loved twice/ 
 and died right after I knew I loved her/ 
 I died right before her very eyes

I shall not love her lies

Standing amidst lies/ the foolish dies/ caught in there lies/ his blood dries/ she talks but no one replies/ she thinks of her re tries/ her smile is a disguise/ her hatred implies/ her heart is a dice/ I won't love her lies/ so I won't love her lies/ so I won't buy a mouse/ I would ve m…

Apr 10, 2013

Sweet Memorable Land

Sweet Memorable Land

I stood there with a thorough gaze; butterflied heart to all avails; Astonished wits belittling within; Here I saw Roses smile; Humming voices of bees; Communing leaves from trees; Serene overshadowed peace... Feeling of being watched; How can I be afraid? Perfection in this abode; Waterfalls the en…

Mar 20, 2013

Girl of My Dreams

She moves through my dreams
 as a star in the night
 Her hair soft and long
 Her eyes glowing bright
 Her countenance sweet
 She is patient and kind
 And yet has a strength
 That you don't often find.
 This smile of hers
 I have never seen
 a mischievous child
 with the grace of a queen
 Her laughter rings
 like a sweet love song
 A voice that is soft
 a heart that is strong
 Compassion and love
 For all living things
 Like moths to a flame
 Her loving heart brings
 And I'm drawn to her too
 As though under her spell
 sweet lips soft and full
 In the air her sweet smell
 Her Kisses like morning dew
 Lightly touching my face
 Her warm gentle body
 Make my sleeping heart race
 I hold her so close in this dream
 In the night
 I don't want to let go
 As she holds me so tight
 But as morning dawn
 Slowly peeks through my dreams
 Time to start a new day
 And the same old regimes
 This soft tender beauty
 I don't want to leave
 Just a dream, but it seems
 Is so hard to conceive
 But wait…
 What is this, something stirring
 Soft hair tickles my face
 I don't think I'm still sleeping
 Yet I feel her embrace
 No longer dreaming
 My dreams now subside
 In my arms is my dream girl
 My lover, my bride.
 So here in my heart,
 In my arms in my life
 I have all I need
 My dream girl, My sweet wife.
 
 By 
 Dolapo Adufe Akinola (Beryl YoungMoney)

Girl of My Dreams

She moves through my dreams as a star in the night Her hair soft and long Her eyes glowing bright Her countenance sweet She is patient and kind And yet has a strength That you don't often find. This smile of hers I have never seen a mischievous child with the grace of a queen Her laughter rings like…

Mar 15, 2013

Gleaming Beauty

Gleaming Beauty

A gaze at you is eternal vision; No raze away to stop my mission; Your face, my obsession; A chase in my confession; Without haste, bear this fusion... I watched endlessly from hilltops; The beauty raining as dew drops; Far away, your allure gallops; Into thin big air of crops; My stun fell with the…

Mar 15, 2013

Reminisce and Latter Storm

I can still smell her.
 The fragrant, the popcorn on her breath.
 
 I still feel her.
 
 Her sharp, evil fingernails everywhere they shouldn't be.
 Her thick, calloused hands everywhere they shouldn't be.
 I remember the pain.
 His watch scraping against the scabbed-over, self-harm, razor slits on my hip bones
 as everything I protected was abused and stolen.
 Her fingernails.
 My throat.
 My sense of security.
 
 I can't get out.
 My skin is wound airtight around my bones.
 I want to slice it with a blade
 long, deep lines
 and step out
 and run
 sprint,
 never stop.
 
 I'm not pretty anymore.
 I feel bad for the woman, if I ever married.
 Too many times I've cut my skin.
 Raised, purple, flat, brown
 scars covering my stomach, arms, thighs.
 Word scars.
 Fat, ugly, dead.
 
 It was 18 months ago.
 And I feel everything
 and see everything
 hear it all -
 
 as if it were in the last 5 minutes.
 
By: Dolapo Adufe Akinola (Beryl YoungMoney)

Reminisce and Latter Storm

I can still smell her. The fragrant, the popcorn on her breath. I still feel her. Her sharp, evil fingernails everywhere they shouldn't be. Her thick, calloused hands everywhere they shouldn't be. I remember the pain. His watch scraping against the scabbed-over, self-harm, razor slits on my hip bone…

Mar 15, 2013

Super upon demise (Poem)

Super upon demise (Poem)

Faint are the looks as vessels weaken; Strength of the clouds shields eyes to see; Paint hardened muscles blurred within; Pitched-tents hallowed in a new world I flee; Stagnant bodies over departure; To wave good bye I wished; Pregnant pulses shouldered the pasture; Engraved wits by my last wish; Up…

Mar 13, 2013

Brilliant Blur of a Bard (POEM)

Brilliant Blur of a Bard (POEM)

With a pen in mind; a book in wonderland; Thus my inkstands; Chaos in thousands; I held sands... Catch of burning flames; Razed away my Lame; By the hills a name; One without a shame; Where is my claim? A shadow smite through faces; Thunders mumbled angst paces; A widow smiled smirky dazed; Plunder…

Mar 07, 2013