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Would u make me feel spicy; 
As in my soliloquy 
I still find you pricey
But u seem to have lost your key
Dry as the dead sea.
Well if u ask me
U still got the flavour,
that charmed me.
So let's get risqué
Forget the risky
Lose all senses
Till we titillate we.


Fimisola-Samuel

Free Verse 1

Hello, hello Perfect lil world
having you speak
where speaking is contraindicated
we're both acting like bodies
with their minds disconnected
i'm laying low with spirit evicted
from a mind that was once elated
now sitting in seats with the conceited
doning hats stigmatised by words i repudiated
I wonder?
If you ever realise or even maybe visualise
how much of my land you basterdise
yet with your critiques patronise me
I wonder why my cries
are met with a loud bellow of lies
Hmmn, I'm tripping,
who gives a sha what I'm thinking?
since it aint what your nice little thoughts
are thinking
I'm guessing, undressing; naked
then suctioned into soliloquy
heart fractioned smaller than peas
left dessicated,
dedicated to fearing your thoughts of me
pssh...you see me, you know me
but time flew by
deleted the old me
scold me, judge me
try to tell my future
extrapolating from curvatures past
life aint no straight line graph
drop the past, learn from it
take of yourself a radiograph
see your intense defects
and upon them reflect
teach me to hold a better tomorrow
but you'd rather shoot arrows
with words that pierce deep
beyond the heart of the souls' marrow
the truth hurts
but your judgement captains sorrow
so perfect lil world
how is it you're so perfect
as not to see the failure
in your inability to access tranquil behaviour?
yet you're my only saviour
wush...sh together we dive into contumacy
and once again my mind in conturbation
the cycle keeps a steady pace of replication
but tell me why
this world cant seem to mind its own
while the blood of my thoughts
spill out a collage of lonsomeness
where i find joy and kindness
away from the world and all of its likeness.

Fimisola-Samuel