Adeyemi Chronicles E-Book

Nkemjikaku Christien

• Herausgeber: Publiseer
• Kategorie: Poesie und Drama
• Sprache: Englisch

Veröffentlichungsjahr: 2018

Beschreibung

'Adeyemi Chronicles' is a collection of African poems written by Nigerian poet Nkemjikaku Christien.

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Adeyemi Chronicles

A Collection of Poems

By

Nkemjikaku Christien

Copyright © 2018 by Nkemjikaku Christien.

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Table of Contents

Title Page

Copyright Page

Adeyemi Chronicles: A Collection of Poems

my untitled book where I write my dots

Give me to you Will me to you Love me not Love me not Love me | Want me Name me You

If a Christien at sixteen plans a mixing and picking of Gypsies, how would the Gypsies have their picking so they can do their mixing in sixteen formats to birth a Christien?

Adeyemi,

My eyes ran away from you When books beckoned

On my brain

But I need you to know, Your name is the tattoo

Which regulates my heart's function Your smile is the gold

Which I lay up in my eternity. You saw this

And encouraged it to this And you know, tomorrow, Our pledge would matter;

Tomorrow, our pledge would have Little feet bearing your brain

And my heart.

Tomorrow, this and this will merge So we can be one;

Ade mi merged with Kemjy.

Adeyemi, Te Amo.

You are my Spanish weather That inspires my guitar

To string lyrics in your honour.

Adeyemi

I searched the stars tonight, for that one named after you. But the moon just told me, the star I seek,is my heartbeat

Adeyemi

Please tell me that Love is not the music

Sung by the young widow And that it is not

The globe trotting of A young man

Seeking shelter from life's cold. Please don't tell me that

Love is the punches Dished on golden plates

To the wife without an heir Or that it is

The dried loins of

Today's Casanova who pitches tent With a heartbeat,warm and wanting.

Ade,

As the western earth starts to knead The springs of my footsteps soon,

I envisage the strength Of your wrestling chest,

Drinking in the beast of your enchantment For the air to come smells like home

I want to meet you because when I meet you, I will know why I want to meet you and I will remind myself why I just have to meet you for to meet you is to meet earth walking on legs that are set to meet the sky's moonlight that has set out to meet the stars where they have planned to meet before I made plans to meet you.

Adeyemi,

One day I will write About the anger You make me feel

About the smile you smile And subtly take back

I will write to you About your plans That were fairies In dreamland

And your convictions You won't share

I will write about how high Your heart actually wants To carry me

And how low your silence Drops me

Adeyemi

One day,I will write

Adeyemi my dear, I am happily sad

It didn't go the way I wished For loneliness pitched tent Close to mine.

Would you come, Come to help me tie My buba and iro

For tomorrow's celebrations, With my head gear to match; What did you say

Is its traditional name again? Adeyemi my dear

Am I happily sad?

Adeyemi,

Minutes call other minutes By name

In celebration of your presence In this sphere

Where you are

The staircase that enhances Who my tomorrow grows into And you are the

Flowing waters at the bank Of my soul

From where I wash clean The depth of my being, Holding your hands

No matter how invincible They may have become As they pat my back From a distance

In honour of Who we were

Or who we wanted to be.

Adeyemi,

From my distance I hug your shadow

Even as it gets darker

And makes to walk away From its communion With my eyes

When my mind speaks our words Within its circumference,

In a bid to let what is Become what was As what is,becomes What will not be

Or

What will be.

Adeyemi,

When I break your heart It will be like a Compliment.

Adeyemi

Is it not time

You sing me to sleep yet? The shutters of

My eyelids Await the voice

Your breath plans To lure me with. Sing me to sleep

So we can dream together

Why would you bother to bother when all you could bother about, would not even bother to think, conceive or consider the fact that you have a bother that borders on its bother when it almost never bothers to bother?

ADEYEMI

Yemi,

The curtains you spread Over my tent

Stirs in me a warmth Worthy of your embrace And name.

Adeyemi,

Its purple builds your royalty In my depths,

A sacrifice once made

In divinity, now in your humanity. Ade,

My doors ring bells of Your passion; embedded In your humble secrecy As one separated to me Despite thick and thin.

Adeyemi,

I won't search for your belongings in me For they dominate

To the roof of my pride

Where only you deserves the crown.

Adeyemi,

My palms are graced

With stretches of your beards From times they ventured there My lips are laughing in smiles Knowing my mouth

Will call out your name today. Ade,

It is not news

But I will still tell you: You are my silent hero It is not news

But please note:

My sun rises in your eyes.

Adeyemi,

It might feel like a battle But remember, we are

In this heart war together It does feel like a ceremony But the parcels are

Not all unveiled yet.

Ade,

Let today show you what Our tomorrow has gained

From leaving yesterday in the past

Let our fingers remain intertwined For the road might have rocks

That our bond strength only, can resist. Adeyemi,

Come let me whisper secrets My heart hasn't told you yet

And songs my voice hasn't sang yet Let me trail your path to greatness And show you that

Only Amazon's lead Gladiators right.

Adeyemi,

Let your hobby be

Running through the contours Of my heart

Let your breathe be The pulse within My veins.

Adeyemi,

Let your words be

The movement of my bones Cradling my being

Let your eyes see only The range of my being

And the sphere I move through.

Be

my untitled book where I write my dots

And let my tees Spell our names

in harmony. Be My song whose lyrics Still wander but come home to the heart, always. Be my ink that only birds can read its written words so they can soar in the winds in their bids To deliver my message

to you. Be.

Be my vampire Use my blood

To quench the thirst

Of your quacking veins.

Let what we share

Be that trembling heartbeat That spells both our names

As one. Come, let's be vampires One for the other.

I want to connect to your gravity so that your gravity would be the connection that my gravity connects to through a connection with your gravity that I want to connect to.

Come to my monastery All your prayers

Are within my sanctuary I am your confessions And your holy readings Come to my monastery All your prayers

Are within my sanctuary

Come,take

These are the keys That unlock all joints Of my being,

All joints that have kept You out.