My Whisper...

MY WHISPER
I look with great admiration
At the woman...beneath her beautiful
As she smiles at her own
Blood of her veins
Kisses on her forehead from it
Suing her emotions with that
Of the little one
Raise it with affection and hope
Handing it to its godmother
To teach it the laws of the land
And let it to the other side
Of the world that awaits,
Humankind  respect and honour,
Will let it sit on its throne
The mother looks down from above
Watching over her own
Whom she will hold in her arms again
And watch the mystery of a little legend
In a little book...of untold tales,
Spirit of them will protect their dynasty
To reign. To thrive.

  

TO THE DARKER KIND

TO THE DARKER KIND
I walk on that sand
Across the ocean's shores
Sorting some of the baggage left
A queen in a kingdom of complete desertion
Feel the rush of blood to my head...
Stark winds against me..
Thoughts crystallize like snowballs hit against stone..
Looking back at the world,
My freedom's faded...rights wasted.
Stories in my eyes and 'years'
Of  lullabies and goodbyes

My face looking at the setting sun
The night has had a piece of me too
My dead man silence...for ages
Circumstances left me only waiting
Oh heaven give me a sign
Help me dig a deep ditch
To burry all or some of these
To peel off and surrender
I lay on the altar of sacrifice
Cremating my thoughts
This fire would burn...all of me
The rain would wash my ashes away..
Of dead innocence

              TO THE DARKER KIND
                  (AGORO VIVIAN)
"I will rise with my soul...Wake me up inside"
                   

GOD'S ACRE

GOD'S ACRE

Finger on my chin
Wondering who finds a place there
The holy? Sinful? Forgiven?
Homeless spirits maybe...
Dead memories of them
That lay down deep
Embraced by dust and soil
In the swiftness of the wind
Their souls roam
Searching places to find
Feeling like lost itself
Flesh no more...just dust
The piece of isolated land
For them...not for the living
Till another gets its place,
It'll be revisited.
And their gone-days
Are colours turn dull
Food that's lost taste
And days which sunrises will never be remembered.                                                
                         (GOD'S ACRE.)
                         VIVIAN AGORO

DAYS WHEN

   DAYS WHEN
It will be my time
Smiling on my way
Oh world...goodbye
My deeds accomplished?
Maybe...Maybe not
May my offsprings live long
To see their own as I have
They're blood from my blood
Death wish...it could be

They said they weren't with me
That it could kill me
Or even cook then eat me
My soul's my attestation
The halt of my race
Never got to see the finish line
Faded desires like smoke
What lies deep...
I know not.
 
My heart will let me go
Thoughts and our closed book
Pages of us
Make the best of what's left
Keep beating our drums
Though it will be weaker light

The untold will be heard
Tales of the soul
That's gone to a place of eternity
Of no return
Suffrages would be said in faith
After evensongs have been sang.

I hope to look at the mirror twice
Walking dead stories...
Of sinful righteousness
Burdens cast... All's behind me
To follow some path
I wrap my brain around that fact
Maters of me, thin on the ground
I sadly row my boat,
Hoping I wont be like...
'art for art's sake'

             DAYS WHEN
             ( AGORO VIVIAN )

BROKEN MAN

BROKEN MAN
I sat there...playing the episodes
And now I'm trying to go through the reruns
She was the tallest at heart
My Olympus
Which is all shatters on the ground
Unable to salvage any remnants of us
She could move my mountain or die trying
Could she be the product
Of all the bad choices I've made??
I've burnt my pride
Fellow boys...you feel me?

My heart betrayed my mind
Like a cast through the shadows
I sit here and think of the pecks
Watching my drowning ship
I cant chop it all off...Damn!
I gave her a million chances than just subsistence
Goddamn my dreams of watching her
Walking down the aisle
Whereafter we could have a story of us
She had my 'nuclear launch codes'
Exploded my missiles without awareness
But the words of my late father;
"Stiffen your upper lip,son".

Figures of her on my wall
Traces of her scent on my woolen scarf
Our wine...recall of all the toasts
About a forever-us...all dead
It wouldn't hurt her much
If she heard that i bonked with a damsel
I doubt if she would feel hapless
I'll see her in pictures as i always had
Hear my boys say they like her
I'll take another pill and smile

Oh my word, heart and mind too
Lets sweep all that under the rug
And finger hold as we wait for luck
My stars and moon are real...
Of the heavens
I humbly lower the arm i always gave for her
All we stood for ,turned to spite me
As the sky darkens, my life flashes
Memories will creep in
I pray they be murky flashbacks
Oh...slideshows of my life.

                 BROKEN MAN by AGORO

AFTERTHOUGHT

AFTERTHOUGHT
MY LITTLE CHILD,
THIS' A DOSE FOR YOU;
SMILE
LOOK UP TO THE HEAVENS
WATCH AT THE CLOUDS MOVE
LAUGH AT THE BLAZING SUN
FEEL THE ESSENCE OF YOUR DEEP BREATH
THE BEAUTY IN YOUR HEART
LET IT ALL GO
BED OF ROSES.
BROKEN ROAD OF THORNS
LET YOUR SILENCE SPEAK OUT
YOUR ANGEL WALKS WITH YOU
YOUR SOUL IN YOU
NEITHER FORGET YOUR HISTORY
NOR YOUR DESTINY
BROADEN YOUR SCOPE
MAMA AND PAPA WATCHING YOU
GOD WATCHING OVER YOU
SALVAGE THE GOOD THAT IS LEFT
LEAVE NOTHING...
TELL IT TO THE BROKEN HEARTED
YOU AN ANGEL TO THEM
YOUR FEET TOLD YOU TO LET GO
YOU NEVER LISTENED
YOUR HEART CRIED TOO
I BET YOU GOT NO EMOTIONS AROUND YOU
STICK TO YOUR GUNS
PRETTY LITTLE MIND
HOLD ON TO YOU AND YOU ALONE
MY LITTLE CHILD.

                    For my daughter Winnie

ENDLESS DEPTHS

ENDLESS DEPTHS
Never a losing battle
A look in the mirror is a second half
Of a painfully ended game
Staying still and playing the ghost
Silence enough to strip the core of her being
Feel how her feet hurt?
Journeyed  a little through her?
Judging her breakthrough
With no idea of her been through
Since there's nothing left to weather
Empty existence, hapless trials
Bedrock that shatters all forms of depression
Resilience could be of little aid
Watch her in tears on her fellow's shoulder
Miles diminished to a step....see dead roses??
To hell with cupid and shooting arrows
She believes in her no more
Every things like a lifetime ago
She can't mend the broken road
All eyes on Karma...to bite really hard.

Friendship

FRIENDSHIP
You could feel its essence from deep down....The ear that listens.....Eyes that could cry for you...Shoulder that you would lean on.
You could run around the whole damn universe and find them there still..Waiting for you.
The affection that makes you feel humbled...smiles that make life meaningful...We have them....they have us.
Memories...Moments...Appreciation and above all Love.
                FRIENDSHIP (AGORO)

 SOUND OF MY OWN VOICE
The sound of my own voice...
Is what I wanna hear
Never loving it when it hurts
Making me say damn to myself
I keep on singing another song to myself
I am looking for a long lost dream

My pen...running out of ink
Lost words, broken road
That even i cant mend
Maybe turning out everything and perhaps-
everyone would be a remedy
I'm setting on a narrow way...gonna take time

I'm not exhausted..i bet with my life
It will be of great aid
I will wipe my brow...when the dust is much
And pass through it all..the heart will
Give me comfort...
My candle is burning down low...

I am a Pariah
Desperate for change...heart and mind?
Which(who) betrays which(who)
i fall on my knees..eyes up to heaven
i cant fly...my wings are clipped
Holy Ghost...have mercy

Am counting every crack on my walls
my voice...where you at??
I'm trying to talk to talk to myself
and waiting to hear if anything
could make a sound..even you.

SOUND OF MY OWN VOICE.(AGOROH)

The words of the heart could at times reveal our own self...wake up our sleeping self and reveal our inner selves too.