Graham erekosima Poems
My Heart No Longer Knows a Feel
by Graham Ereks
My heart no longer knows a feel
My soul bemoans our abominable deal.
I'd always thought you were different
Till the day I knew you weren't heaven's sent.
You are like a bin-bag, super fetid;
A cocotte,reeking of ill-habit.
Have you no shame, you mal-brained fellow?
I wish I had, all this while, been all solo.
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Solitude's Song
by Graham Ereks
The life of a loner really isn't funny
At times he wonders why many live a life so phoney.
Many a damsel he is surrounded by
Yet he chooses,instead, to bid them goodbye.
Heartbreak is life's most feared terrorist,
Eating man up slowly, albeit like a northern tourist.
The fear of this Mary indeed is the genesis of wisdom,
Ah, what a bummer I baked, falling for a slag, so random .
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I Will Pronounce Your Name
by Graham Ereks
I will pronounce your name, Mary,
I will declaim you, Mary!
Mary, your name is as mild as cinnamon, the Fragrance in which the lemon grove sleeps.
Mary, your love is note fragrant than wine;
Fragrant is the scent of your perfume.
Your name alone is like perfume poured out.
Oh! Why wouldn't I pronounce your name?
How beautiful you are, my dearest, inamorata
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Martha's Plight
by Graham Ereks
At sixteen Martha outgrew her age,
Thinking to herself, 'I've come of age'.
'Am I not old enough?' She asked in folly,
Captivated by a lifestyle, indubitably phoney.
Mama and papa sought Martha's indulgence
Giving her advice to which she gave no audience.
'Stay away from the male gender', the duo said
But the forbidden fruit she did choose to be fed
With, triggered by post-primary infatuation.
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Mama's Son
by Graham Ereks
'I'll be back soonest', he said to mama blithely,
Nescient of the state's cannibalistic hostility.
How can mama take this inhumanity likely?
Tear-drops every day, thanks to brutality.
Bloodthirsty men-in-black, liveried omnipresent
Ambassadors of anarchy, never at all decent.
Haranguers of licitness, promoters of inequity,
Vampires they are,for they are an insignia of nonentity.
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The Lament of a Distracted Scholar
by Graham Ereks
Papa said, Son, you've got to face your book'
But here I am lavishing my time on Facebook.
Damsels here and there, I poked and chatted up,
Ignorant of the fill-up of my own cup.
'We can meet up for some great fun tonight, innit?'
My words to her alone, unknown that she was a spirit.
I had a future untill I met this Jezebelous witch,
Today here I am stuck as a bitch.
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I am
by Graham Ereks
I am the silent loudness in my commune
I am the goated sheep with a voice like a cacophonous tune,
I am the ambitious lad with no room,
Embraced by kwashiorkor, now I'm like a crooked broom.
I am the speaker loaded with a silent scream,
I am my mother's son with a big, fat, burgeoning dream
Let me not be the stationary aqua, let me not be stagnant
Stardom on my mind, indeed I have a dream pregnant.
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Solitude's Song
by Graham Ereks
The life of a loner really isn't funny
At times he wonders why many live a life so phoney.
Many a damsel he is surrounded by
Yet he chooses,instead, to bid them goodbye.
Heartbreak is life's most feared terrorist,
Eating man up slowly, albeit like a northern tourist.
The fear of this Mary indeed is the genesis of wisdom,
Ah, what a bummer I baked, falling for a slag, so random .
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Amanda's Plight
by Graham Ereks
Unclad she saunters,
Surrounded by waters.
She is beclouded by felony
Yet embraced by colossal melancholy!
Unloved by the one she loves,
Now believing there are no doves,
Many a time she attempts suicide,
Wishing for the efficacy of the pesticide!
'Men are scums', she exclaims nonstop
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My Forever-Cherished Mamacita
by Graham Ereks
How I feel I Can hardly express in words
But I'm certain we'll be perfect love-birds.
How I fell for you I really can't make crystal,
But, trust, this love is gargantuan and magical.
You, my dearest, are my jewel of inestimable value;
The only one to whom I can utter 'I love you'.
My crush, without you I feel absolutely empty.
Who can resist your incomparable beauty?
Days and months have come and gone, and still counting,
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