Poetry Play #14

poetry play

Samuel Oluwatobi Olatunji and Ibukunoluwa



                It washes over me like the waves of the ocean


                Then you taste the sweetness of serenity


                And hope it doesn’t sour on me


                Tell me, do you wish to taste this sweetness

                Sprouting from the soil of my soul?


                No, I scream out from the agony of my soul


                Freedom or fetters, which is your favourite?

                Accept my fire, and watch your agony become ashes


                Neither would do me good

                For my right I forfeited long ago


                It is not right for a human to be right-less

                So keep your humanity

                Take back your right

                Open your arms to my light

                Let me brighten you


                Forgive me, for maybe I am no human

                And weak beyond strengthened I am

                And my arms have shrunk in darkness


                Then let me make you human again

                Teach you the power of passion and pleasure

               Let me waltz you into womanhood


                I wish to surrender to your manly charms

                But give me your word that I do not become broken

                And glue me to you in the heat of searing passion


                Weave my words around you

                And accept this chance to be charmed

                To feel the peak of passion


                Oh, I feel myself swooned to give in to your call

                And I let myself rise to the very peak along with you


                Now tell me, are you willing to say the magical yes

                That will drive you forward into feelings fallowing for too long?

                Are you willing to be human again?


                I am. Take me! Take me!

                Let my soul live once again

                And let my being become human


                Now the waves are coming back

                Free yourself to my fluvial fingers

                Let me humanize your heart

                Taste the meat of my manliness

                And you shall be called woman again


NB: Poetry Play, a product of Artilogue in partnership with PenAStory, is a game in form of poetic dialogue for every poet on BBM. It is a game of two poets: one drops a line or more, and the other replies, flowing along until one of them gives up, or the poem gets too long. Every poem formed from this game will be published here (penastory.com) every Friday and Saturday. So poets, are you ready to play? If yes, contact Samuel via BBM: 7f5210ec


About PenAStory

PenAStory is a group of young individuals with a passion for literature who have decided to come together to write under one platform. We seek to educate, inform as well as entertain our readers. Also, because we are targeting young literature lovers, we would like to touch on other interests of their lives hence the relationship category and because we all need a bit of motivation in our lives, we decided inspiration won't be so bad
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