Evergreen

As I walk through the woods
from deep beneath my hood
I see that evergreen is the pine
through the coldest winter
and so are the grass
on the other side of the bridge
there's always a brighter tomorrow
so long I can stand to face my sorrow.

Beneath the bridge is a little ridge
for which the little fern made a home
I see a stream constantly tilting it
to no avail shall it be moved
evergreen so, yet shall it be
where there is a focus
you just don't quit.


Through the stormiest weather
and the scruffiest of shoes
yet ever green is the lawn
through sadness and pain
I will not be moved.
For evergreen is a tree
rooted by the bank of a sea,
my hope is in YOU.

Fimisola-Samuel

Lyric of Irony

For every win someone had failed

for every life someone had died

for every coin there is always the head and so a tail

for every true story is always a tell tale.

For every vow is a broken promise,

for every first kiss that was bliss

is always another that drew in nemesis

for every friend made a new enemy is found

For every man a heart and dirt on his feets' sole

love engraved in hate-running free in his soul,

for every woman is a fountain of life

and then along comes miscarriage.

and now for every carriage used at the marriage

is another,-direction; towards living separate ways

for the same way we fall in love

is the same way we fall out of it

what happened to all the dreams and quivering nights

thoughts shared, secrets told and love made,

yet it's so easy to walk away

feeling no hollow and the other just mellow.

Trapped in a body, feeling old as the first snow

what happened to touring the world?

The child born a few minutes ago

Now you've got a job that's taken you far away.

Where went laughing with the neighbours

by the fresh pond beneath the summer sunset

that i mind my business so much

they've been murdered a while ago...

...that explains the smell through the window,

I would have thought I'd be the first to know.

For every coffee and tea shared

someone's ego is always being fed

in deceit you have found trust

honesty laced up with so much pride

it's no better than lies

then you wonder, 'why I don't have friends'.

So if we all failed now who has won

and if we all won, has anyone indeed won?

we hope our enemies die,

who would remain?...you'd be dead too.

Life's too short...so we all say

not that I think it is

we only simply realise at the 23rd hour

an entire day just about passed by

but hey i got one more hour...

what if we had another?

Life's too short...so we'd both agree.

The lonely obese alcoholic

I'm a lilly, dancing in the rain
to the tune of the passing wave
in the middle of the ocean
I'm too small to feel earths motion
in my oblivion-in my own world,
I am my companion
and under no one's decree.
I'm a bumble bee yet on a buzzing spree
living on nectar free
I worry not about the calorie
contempt in round me
and when crucifying voices ring
well behind me is a powerful sting
yet inside me is life's so sweet.
I'm a firefly bumping into the grass
and every single night lands into a glass
I find my way home
in my staggering flight
and with my dimming light
I see the beauty inside
tell me, why should I be caged?

Fimisola-Samuel

My Queen; A Jezebel

You tell all these lies
I don't know why
felt I could die
yet you still deny
I saw with my eyes
how in his arms you lie
I send my star to say hi
and then you walk out of my sky
Please tell me why.
In Pain there is no gain
not in this game,
game of no aim.
The rain fell again
wet! yet I still remain
you came, turned off my flame
left me cold and plain
you stroke my mane
and then use it for a cane
be that as it may
your heart still is my domain
and my name,
would you please call again.

Fimisola-Samuel

Words

Words words, watch your words
like a Nazis' bullet
They end a thousand lives.

Words words, watch your words
like piercing arrows
they glide with the wind

Words words watch your words
for with their poisoned tips
one fellows ears, you've kissed cold.

Words words watch your words
for like oil in fire
has filled the city with stories told.

Words words watch you words
for with their falling flames
someone's heart you've maimed.

Words words watch you words
for like a bushman's boomerang
in a swirling return...hits you like 'bang'!!.

Fimisola-Samuel

Melted

Through your eyes
I've seen this beautiful world of mine
you're gone,
now all I am is blind.
I guess they were right,
"if it were never yours
it never will be,
they'll love you for a day
and tomorrow
those words that healed your sorrows
forgotten by the mouth that spake 'em."
And sure it seems like they did,
did forget how they kissed my lips
and it tasted like roses
how they bit my ears and licked my navel
and said words that made me marvel,
all the things I shouldn't have given
but I did
For I thought it was beautifully being taken.
seems like they forgot how
they'd lay my head on their thigh
stroke my chest and make me feel high
and I still almost forgetting
they weren't really mine
some reality I'd wish to deny
but the truth is, I never stole what wasn't mine.
The one to whom I still wouldn't lie
about how much I dream of the nights
we stared the world in its eye
by the beach beneath the starry sky.
About How much I want a hug or a kiss
one last time-that my troubled heart may live in bliss,
How I long for your touch
that fills me with hope
that in this tiresome world my heart may cope
but all you ever do to each moment I try
to make your friendship still mine
you put 'em aside, like ageing wine
when for your heart I dare not ask
as we both know that aint rightfully mine
but if it's worth having its worth fighting for.
I feel like behind a mask you hide,
talking to you,
feels more awkward than chewing dry hide
and why in a distance beyond miles
from everything about me
you've chosen to reside
with these thoughts I still can't abide
when in this life or the next
I wish no eveil upon you
one truth we both know.
Somehow I know,
I know you've got life
and surviving through its strife
but I hate to assume
you too quickly healed
but if you did, however you did
pls let me know,
that I may hope
and not at my walls in sadness mope
that I may have strength
and not in my weakness mellow and nest
that I may smile
if I never thought of you for a mile
that like you, I be free and healed.
Otherwise, I,
I shed a tear before going to bed
and whisper sweet words to the air
and hope that you've heard
and forgiven my every offend
because if I am wrong
I don't want to pretend
I just want dim lit candles
and laying beside you in bed.

Fimisola-Samuel

Breast Cancer.

The sun shone brightly
could barely see beyond the scope of my window
looking beneath my microscope
its another familial case
one more biopsy
i'm already too familiar
how much more could i bear to see
my soul rumbles as i write a report
the tears i hide beneath my lips
as i watch you in disbelief
the same way you watch me
tell you accepting it is relief.
The mammograms revealing pulled up fibres
the calcific areas, localizing necrosis
sentinel lymphatics, already infiltrated
I tell you, your best choice is mastectomy
you break down in my arms
like several others have
and one more time i recount to God
Lord this job why must I have.
Just as i manage to console her
another woman is drawn in
the stench, the sight
a breast spliced open in two
eaten beyond repair by cells of you
drains the entire ward of hope
i wonder how many times i have to breakdown
chemotherapy, radiotherapy
imunosuppression, opportunistic infections
yet with each day
she looks at me, i c how hard she's fighting
that's when i appreciate life more
each day she'd cry out i had no lumps
but a retracted nipple she had
one sign she had forgotten
didn't see the eleventh day
but her faith and courage
left an impression days couldn't savage
then a few month later
a brother walks in
its infiltrated him too
and another painful cycle begins
which we hope to curb
with education, hope and research
soon and very soon, keep the hopes up
and keep on fighting by staying positive.

Fimisola-Samuel

Seed sower

And so life began
not that i bargained for it
and so i fell flat in the hands of him
brought to the eyes of my carriage
i couldn't understand my lineage
not by choice
but where was marriage
it's door left ajar
by nobody but the gardener.
Seed sower, where are you?
living behind the shadow of my own
for the mirror in which my reflection shone
already broke since love you haven't shown.
Followed her everywhere
learned to be a man
from thinking in the mind of a woman
found solace in the hand
hand of him that sold contraband
though he took me for his own
i learnt all too quickly
how to sell my own,
but really twas eating my freedom
eyes opened being caged
3 days behind bars
yet she was all i owned
seed sower, where were you?
Learnt all too quickly to love
glad i didn't turn out like you
i treat her like mama taught me
she loves me like i love you
but knows me like you'll never know
your absence helped me grow
your actions made me strong
and your words as negative as the were
drove me to whom I am today
all I ask is one day
so you'll say to mama
how much we meant if anything.
For now
your hidden love will suffice.

Fimisola-Samuel

Cure.

pain is the after thought
your love was the disease
my heart was the log
that your chainsaw of lies fell.
My tears were the heavenly drops
from which your garden of deception fed
my hands were the plough
that built ridges and beds
yours were in my pocket
like locust over harvest.
I am the mace in the hands of a warrior
your the clang that delivered my soul
yet as if were from an enemy
delivers a fatal blow,
my deliverer, my only foe.
This chronic pain eating deep into flesh and bone
not in any right my eternal desire
but since i tasted your evil elixir
impossible it became
to withdraw from this unwholesome lure
but poetry, poetry is cure.

Fimisola-Samuel