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This Dream won't Make me

This dream started in a dream calling it a dream
But making no effort to meddle

This dream woke me up from the
Day-mares of reality –
Lay me in a rock chair
While fanning my whims and mesmerizing me
In the ambience of deep buried fantasies

This dream got me loathing those without a dream
Gave me not a ground upon to stand but
The universe in my hand

This dream gave me armor for skin
Denied my make-believe and saw not my sin

This dream is a cross between obsession and
Blatant disregard for popular opinion

This dream made me smile
With my eyes rolled-up in a deep sleep
And my lips dry-tight
When the world was immersed in
The darkness of the night

This dream found me
This dream promised to take me, and I wait to go
Knowing it will take me nowhere

2009© J.ifeme

Seconds Unguarded

Flash of wonder moment
Heart-race without umpire
These stealthy gropes season
Our parapraxes -
This second-long gaze, bashful smiles;
I love you
I love you too
And we recede to apprehension
But it’s hard to live a dream
If the soul is in chains

2009© J.Ifeme

Over And Above

There is a plain on every mountain,
Unseen.
Blind to it are the eyes
The feet don't realise
It lies in wait for the wise -
A mind unhindered by illussion
Of vision.

There is a plain on every mountain,
Unseen.
Where the grasses still are lush
Blue skies wash the clouds
All the turmoils go hush!

And anew the eyes will see
The hearts will gladly leap -
Gentle wind will whisper peace

There is a plain on the mountain
Of every worry
If we only can climb and not fret
There true joy hovers

2009(C)J.Ifeme

When a Nation Weeps

But I am not old enough to know
When men put their lives on the line
In the name of freedom
For a nation so promising, its land grew promises.

I am not mystical enough to know
The future,
Know what fate awaits the sun;
What end will meet a man
That rapes his mother
And stripes her of her riches
To furnish another woman.

Though I see men go to jail
Because they didn’t steal enough
I see men glorified
Because their loot speak so loud.

2009© J.Ifeme

Love and Chemistry

Love is what happens when you, without preconditions, or in disregard of such, accept someone; care for them in spite of their weaknesses or shortcomings. They may not be where you are but your heart does not recognize that physical fact; you reach out to them across the distance and whatever dividing circumstance and your decisions do not only say what you want but what they’d have also wanted were they around.

Chemistry is what happens when you come in close quarters with a figure of your fantasies. It is that feeling that makes your heart jump beats and sends your hormones on a fast race, while inflaming your libido. Most times it has far less care to give once the urge has been satisfied. Even if it does go beyond that, your relational existence becomes a habit that waits to be satisfied by pleasurable strokes that would fizzles away like magic once confronted with reality. This is when the foundation is built on racing chemicals.

When it is chemistry, you can really choose who it i…

Transient

Wool white beards
And leathery faces
Claw like fingers waking
Weak watery eye bags
Loneliness whispers silence

Senile smiles and
Un-wandering stares
Minds miles lost in the past
This waning grip like
Youthfulness won’t last

I watch these homeless oldies
A chill crawl my soul
And I know
This race I run
This face I love
This grace too in time will be gone

2009©J.Ifeme

In Their Different Chimes

A poor old man dies trying
To find meaning to life.
A young man looks to the sun
And prays, “Lord, I must be rich or die trying.”
Someone finds they could speak for God, and
The people let him take the mantle
The man at the church shouts,
“Come to Jesus!”
For everyone needs a miracle.

There are far too many ways to die
For death is far too creative.

The old man finds a new path of peace
The young man locks knuckles with crime
The man with the mantle takes it all
And the man at the church eats from the hungry

A bell of gold
A bell of silver
A bell of steel
All have their chimes

2009 ©J.Ifeme