Tag Archives: Sad

This My Cry

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She makes me cry
Even when I try
To make her happy
Treating her like a baby

I become so crazy
For her being so saucy
In the midst of joy
She treat me to toy

I stop always to ponder
If all I need is a wonder
From the God Most high
To end this my cry

© Chris Ekong

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But Why

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But why…

Are you so arguably and doubtful
When you are not yet a fool
Your actions sometimes is null
Likewise you ain’t a numbskull
You’re so egoistic and a cynic
Should I take you to the clinic?
So they can check for hemorrhage
With your selfishness-
all you wear is a rag

Now you doubting every of me
Putting me where I don’t wanna be
You quote me now with lies
Not once, twice or thrice
I live in fear and suspense
Now I’ve lost everything-
Including self-defense
But why you treating me this way
Remember to keep in mind-
night will always turn to day

© Chris Ekong

An Elergy To My Dad

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Oh with drops of tears rolling down my eyes
When someone sow and reaping is not allowed
My cry sounding up to the sky
On my knees with respect, I bow

“Such is life” isn’t always a good sentence
For it may entirely ruin a life
Imagine the torture like you were serving a life sentence
Its cut through my mind each time like a sharp knife

You lived a good life as you could
Hoping the death could ever show mercy
Avoiding most life pleasure that you should
Investing all time in your children and showering mercy

We needed you more than we understand
Most of your child yet not say “I do”
Who will be the grey hair to stand
Behind us if not a legend like you?

My ink bow in writing
Praying you have a peaceful rest
In our mind you live forever
While I tender you these lines

Wicked Love

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Here I am half-smiling
With all the bruise in my heart
Caused by a loving lady
Just for despising her power of harm

She throw me off balanced
Giving me a new stage of life
I always will have a multi-stage
Cos adaptation is the key

I adopt uniformitarianism
So I can fail her deadly wish
Of making me meander with loops
Trying to keep the flow steady
Leaving her with disappointments

She broke the mirror
Forgetting that isn’t my face
And even on the broken mirror
I still look handsome
Cos I left the old stage behind

© Chris Ekong

Lacking Courage

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Still in my world
My world of segregation
Thinking aloud
Without my knowledge
Saying I’m so separated
From the world of others

Here a crippled man
Sitting besides me
Just murmur out some words
Saying if he had what i have
The world would have been his

But here I am
With all it takes physically
Talking nonsense to his ears
Lamenting for my inability
To do what I can
Just lacking courage

I left with tears
Rolling down my cheeks
For my inability
To recognise me
But someone out there
Knows me than I do

Am I a cow?
That knows it
Tail validity
When it loses it?

© Chris Ekong