Poetry by John Ogunlade : An Eternal Home, Darkest Hour, It Can Erupt

An Eternal Home

A man on the sick bed of separation,
A talking earth lies there for eternal refinery.
His speech is a shooting star from a falling sky–
Pondering listening ears hard for his depart–
Invoking tears on bystanders-a gully of feelings.
His wishes lies on his mortal lip–
To leave companion unrests weaken veins–
Whose flow of blood appointed limited time.
Companions–an onlooker of a passenger–
All helpless watching him going to an eternal world.


His mind wanders about,

trying to clutch what makes him internally

but it seems the grip has delved into nothingness.

He is a
shard of broken mirror.

The thought of his late wife

has made his
feeble hands look like a cataract of gore,

from pummels and strewn
of mirror reflecting his awkward self.

Overwhelming sounds aren’t
swallowed in the thin air.

Sounds are the clattering of plates, the
thudding of pots and the weeping of his two-years old son.

The chubby

The one that gives him joy and halts him from diving deeper
into the darkest hour.


 Anger 1
It boils.
His mind can’t endure choking it back.
The heat inside sear his head.
No iota of grin– a squeezed face.
Now, watch out! A volcano is about to erupt.
Anger 2
The muscle begins to flex.
The teeth gnashes– it vibrates.
The feet is the carrier of a vex lunge.
Hands want a toss in the air to clasp traitor’s neck.
Here, it is not opaque! It has repudiate soothe voices.
Anger 3
The opposite receive swollen cheeks from pummels.
When he punches an object rather than the face.
Even the thief ant should cringe– a bestial has evolve.
He scream and entertain gasps of danger.

John Ogunlade is a poet and fiction-writer. His writings encompasses effusive concrete matters circling around the happenings of the society. He means to portray the mystery behind human emotions and activities. Some of his works are published in ANA (Association of Nigeria Authors) Anthology and Sharpening the Green Pencil Haiku Anthology. He was also long listed for the Pendle War Poetry Contest 2018 for his poem, “Far Back in the Dark”. Twitter: JohnOgunlade1

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