To And Fro!

To and Fro

Do My shinny Bee 🐝

Ooze and burze around

Restless as he flying around🌎🚝

He is Perches over

All dazzling pollen 🥀

When he see that winter

Has dried the once beautiful flower 🌷

He hurriedly fly away

So to not infected his pregnancy

He saw a gorgeous tulips🌷

Still fresh with the showers

At dawn🐳🌬️🌧️

Birthing hips are curved perfectly

She exposed her thigh

For my easy penetration

Has I buzzle my sweet Melody

So does my sperm have

A fertile egg to germinate

Written By; Adebayo Busayo.

DATELESS BARGAIN

You the curvaceous dazzling needle,

I am the silky cloth material.

Just like a merry go round,

Is how you keep poking,

My bleeding heart around.

You fill up the emptiness of my heart,

The way you dazzle in my heart,

Fills me up with full milky cup.

It seems like we are destined but;

Without you, there's no sun and light.

My heart beats for you,

And from afar; you can see the final beat,

And still drop my heart on the floor,

And mercilessly stomped on it.

Sometimes, you allow your rain,

To shower on my green grass and flower.

While you push me into the desert,

And allow me to thirst and starve for you.

Joy and Pain is your own kind of Love.

Though my eyes may be blind,

But I do have feelings,

As my heart beats and ache,

Same does your heart beats for me too.

This Joy and Pain love,

Has become a dateless bargain for me.

WRITTEN BY; ADEBAYO, Busayo.

BROKEN

Pretty! Beautiful!

Gorgeous! Damsel!

Are the looks of her in the mirror,

Her dimples are obvious like Kilimanjaro,

With my beautiful birthing hips.

But I am shattered around,

Her Charm grows weary,

Pleasure has turned to Plague for her,

Mesmerising heart of hers has become Meiosis.

Her feet is dancing,

Into the tune of Sadness,

Her music is now turning horror.

She as chewed her fingers,

To the depth that;

Blood now finds a path to stroll.

Her soothing weather,

Has turned into dry Winters.

Her blossom tulips,

Has seized from showing its,

Wonders of the Earth.

"Ahhhh" are the;

Screeching sounds of her scream.

Her sparkling mirror is now cracking,

Boldly On the wall.

Her beauty now cracks like old witches face.

In Nano-seconds;

Her glowing Shadows,

Is now in bits.

.

She is now a slave to fear

Because she is now Broken.

WRITTEN BY; ADEBAYO, Busàyo.

ART CREDIT; LOVESMITH, Martins.