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Black Gown

Black Gown

written by: Paul Bamidele Olayioye

 

I saw him – effigy eyesore figure
Standing like a breathless winter
With unturned flickering eyeballs
Driving me away from my empty dreams
Guffawed of autumn breath
Twitches of distant lightening
Like a rival touch of unveiled
wires
Hiccups thunder, thwarting every
Azure feature. Sweats rolled
Earthward from my face
Was I really dreaming
This nebulous neon eye god
Pounding my nights to a battle
Of a cat and rat?
Wake up, dream not you
But reality shone in your impulses
You saw my effigy body
And the wand thwarting your assets
And the thunders blinking at your
Windows
No, I’m really alive
With my instincts dawn alive
Harnessing my impulse to resurrection
Come now, my throat and lungs
For we most howled more than
The coughing of the thunders.

Paul Bamidele Olayioye

Paul Bamidele Olayioye

My name is Olayioye Paul Bamidele. I was born as a citizen of Nigeria, where I had my primary, secondary, and tertiary education. I am a passionate writer who wants to explore and express truth through my poems. Aside that, I am also a dramatist, an essayist and a poet. My books - Detective Illiya and Zarah - are still in editing process.
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