Adeoye Adetoba


Fire Beneath The Garb - Poem by Adeoye Adetoba

Jezebel with the gentle voice
Shattering my head with noise.
The glow on her skin the eye sees
The squalor of her mind concealed with ease.

Doomed to have her under my roof,
Sanity and serenity she'd chased aloof.
Stood up to fight her down and hard,
Neighbours thought i'd gone down mad.

A swine gifted with a pearl they thought of me,
And lustfully, they wished to swap roles with me.
Come, take a peek into the strains of my matrimony
And you'd all vow to help pay the alimony.

Binded to this plague, joy ceases to blossom.
How long can i carry this fire on my bossom?


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, April 10, 2012



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