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SMILE

Playing out there in the sun
Lets take a little time to celebrate
The grass may not be greener
But its green
The tea is hot
So is the pot
In fact we should really laugh
Cos its not so easy
But we are still here breezing in
And out daily
So I say take a selfie
Don't be selfish
Add a friend or two
Find time in no time to hang out
Be grateful to whoever you serve
Be honest to whatever you believe in
Who knows,
You might never make it
But I know you could to be happy
Cos we all
Won't make it out alive!

THE CITY

A young boy in a big City.
He came with his dreams
But we all have dreams
He never knew what the sea tastes like
The city has no manual
But he was a dreamer
With the skill set of a labourer.
Big dreams ,big heart
No money , just believe.
Before he knew it
He was swimming with the sharks
Even though he had never been in a river
But he was a survivor
So he took the lungs of the weak
And made a boat out of it
His smile went away
And came back cold
He learnt the rules of the big city
Then he made his own rules
And broke bones.
Best believe he made it in the big city
He was the big boss
He fired the top shots
He was feared and revered
But he lost his soul
He gained the world
And boy, was the profit flying in!
He had money ,he had style
And most of all he had power.
But then the city became small
Because a city is only big
When you don't own it,
The boy from the town
Became the centre of the city.
And that was the fire that consumed him!

PURITY!

Letting it out hurts 

The hurt I can't explain, 

 The pain is real, 

The blood is a cloth. 

The history of the story, 

Is a story itself, 

So lets go little by little into the dark. 

A black heart doesn't mean 

There isn't love in it. 

A snick peek won't capture this moment 

A heart is crying 

The tears are in blood 

The eyes can't understand that 

Only if it has Ebola 

À wá gbe ebo tó ka ìgún la yá 

But see am not a liar. 

The plot thickens 

I find words 

But after seeing them 

I realised, I have to thank Allah for life. 

Cos no matter where life takes me 

I always meet gold 

And I have never believed in black diamonds 

They are too sleazy. 

A tribute to those I love 

The ones who have loved me and still do 

I say thank you. 

But my SELF love is still not enough 

So to myself, I say sorry 

If you are not me  

You will not understand this 

But I would like to share, 

But the size is too heavy, 

The weight of my thought that is, 

I will look back now 

And see a heart has been dropped here, 

The love the heart has given, taken and shared 

Has kept it in use. 

This not a poem, story nor song. 

Its the words I whisper that you never hear. 

Tho I think my heart will heal 

But until then I will keep loving you, you and you. 

                          P.S from the heart of a fool

LONGING

Seeing her reminds me of the moments,

The control of body is possible 

But the mind is a rogue 

The mind has a mind of its own 

Her back is the front page of my dreams 

And I can't help but smile 

When she looks that way 

I know she is trying to be sure 

But surely am still hooked 

The playlist falls deep 

The depth of my pain is the catalyst of my mood 

Anyone that has loved knows 

The pain that it evokes,

Its unequivocal in its spirit of craze

LOVE (part1 REALITY SERIES)

People tell a lot of lies about love. There are too many illusions about love that are tiring. They say love is forgiving, caring,  empathetic ,never lies always true, and above all. 

In Yoruba , it is even said that "ife la koja ofin" but my questions starts at the point where I wanna know whether its not the love a man has for his country that makes him kill thousand others, is it not love for money that makes men kill their mothers, is it love for a person that makes one avenge the death of that person, is it not love for power that makes one lie to the world. 

My  curiosity has led me to believe that love is an illusion but its a beautiful illusion or cruel one as the case may be. I ask again, shouldn't we now love and someone said what is life without love but I think the truth is what is life without money , power, a nation and someone to be with, is the appropriate question. 

My conclusion is love is an illusion that our reality can't cope without. Some say they are heartless, I look at them and laugh because you can only love with your mind and your heart only pumps blood, so they have a serious medical problem and they are not telling their doctors. Love is the illusion that makes life have a meaning. 

But be sure about one thing. Love is a real illusion. 

                               Azeez Olanrewaju

WEDDING DAY (GROOM'S THOUGHT)

WEDDING DAY (GROOM'S THOUGHT) 

The last time I saw her was last night or evening, am not really certain because even after all these while she still gives me butterflies in my belly. Oh! Her smile, that's all I can think of, her pretty face and her wonderful heart. I love the way she looks at me in the midst of a crowd and make them know am hers ,she is just ... Oh my! I have been in this bathroom daydreaming by 6 am, shit! I have to go pray, no I have to bath first or is it brush first, sorry I have to flush first. She is always in my head and now am dressing up for the nikkah. I must look sharp, she must smile when she sees me, am sure she will look radiant. Time is flying but I know after the event today when she kisses me we will have the rest of our lives together. Oh! This event is taking too long and we still have the reception but fuck! Am tired already and wow! She is about to be with me for the rest of her life , how will she cope. 

The reception centre is totally packed (as expected half of Lagos turned up) and all the colours I know are on display (red, green, gold and like five more colours). The day is bright and clear , for all the well wishers and fun lovers to witness the love story which is mine. I saw her at the nikkah already but this is the reception and I know she plans to turn heads. There she comes, even with all the light in this room her smile still touches my heart. Oh! My crazy and selfish bride. Wow! Can we skip this and move to the hotel room, its as if she is reading my mind because she is giving me that suggestive smile too, don't do this to me my trouser is tight. 

The DJ is dishing my favourite tone (wedding day by 9ice) and it all makes sense because she is here and the song is for us and in that moment the world seizes to exist, its just me ,her and the dance floor. 

We have danced the night away, I have laughed and she has jumped and we have been the main event at our own event. So its time to say goodbye and leave the world aside and go to our world to create the reality we dreamt of. As we take our shower together and our bodies go into each other and I hear her before I go, I realize I love her , her body and her soul. 

I married my best friend so we will fight, fight ,fuck , fight, make love, make memories and make new earthlings. Oh and fight again!.

A WALK TO F(L)AME

Walking down a lonely road.
Seeing lights along the way
Knowing home is the only way
But home seems like a mile away
Yet so far but still so close
Seeing the hate and ignoring the joy along the way
That's the way they move and think
Hoping they will love your craft
Craftsmanship is all I have.
Or that's what the lonely thinks.
As the ink on my pen blurs
My life ticks away
Hoping for my name in lights
Seems like a daily lie
Lightening struck and I still laugh
Laughing cos my name is still light
And the end is so near.