DEAR WINTER

                                                                   DEAR WINTER

I feel cold the chilled air is so warm

Dear winter are you almost due

The purpose of this letter 

My friend wants to read 

So I felt I should write 

This is how the presence of the lord is 

You feel cold when you are been hunted by your past

You feel warm when you released your past that has rendered you 

Dear winter I made a lot of selfish mistakes 

But I have been released of my evil saints

I have been extraordinary 

Going miles to do what I like

Life is so hard but I keep the move

I now stay in my comfort zone 

Because I have nothing to fear of 

Not even how you are been described to me

They love me because am  around 

But you love me everywhere I am 

Dear winter I want you to tell them 

Am better of without them

I can do what I want without them

I laugh a lot when am around them 

Am okay even if they hurt me 

No one is perfect to condemn

Dear winter waiting for your arrival.

BY: IRENEBOADI THE POET

CHASTIZED AND ADULATED

                                                  CHASTIZED AND ADULATED

Am just tired of the world

Am just tired I am been chastised 

I hate it when my existence doesn't make you happy

I am 19 I decide what I do 

Am grown stop caring about me 

I don't want you I don't need it

No shackles to my goosebumps

I try my best to make me the best 

They always make me feel wigged-out 

Now you make me exist like dross

Came across the cold bathhouse

Empty like the street I passed on earlier

My past and present makes me uncomfortable

You make me adulated in front of the world

I stood in the bathtub thinking of what to do next

I made my life a mystery one 

I came out of the bathtub

Walking at 6am, birds in the sky chirping and going high

I have been purloined to my contract

I have been gallant for a long time

It's high time i persevere me

I just believe the water has saved me so I believe.

BY: IRENEBOADI THE POET

AMICABLE REMINISCE

                              AMICABLE REMINISCE

 My respect to him up there

This is the man who gave birth to me 

His love was so amicable

Even though the mysterious world couldn't allow him to fulfill his duties

I loved him the way he was

I was pushed to a boarding school 

He came to visit me, his wallet got lost 

He sold his phone to buy me food and groceries

And you all expect me not to recall his love

That so inhuman

I still recognize the act of humanity in him

That why I love him unconditionally

I still don't know the time, date, and what took him to the above

It was like being in the army with your best pal and not knowing he signed to be at the frontline of the battle to bring victory

You realizing he took part in the battle when you got a victory at the end

It was too late to give my farewell to him

You recognizing his body when it was buried right in front of you

won't you be wigged-out

I love him the way he was he is my hero

Because of him, I am not scared of people living the world 

Don't justify me as inhuman

He just resolved the part of the fear in me

Now I have a grip and grasp of everything in the world

He made strong to uphold the insanity of the world 

This is a reminisce to my father

BY: IRENEBOADI THE POET

LOVE YOURSELF

                                                LOVE YOURSELF

 I was born as a twin 

Ask where my twin is she lives in me 

I thought I was not loved by my parent

 `Not even my friends at school.

 I got lost in the forest of nowhere 

Full of sorrows, distress, and bitterness 

Walking in the street of loneliness

 Where even the chirping of beautiful birds where nowhere be heard

 Tears and sorrows were sinking in me like a corn sink in water

 Scratching my hair all over out of betrayal, distress bitterness, regret, and heavenly burdened

 I turned away from the world.

 streams of tears coursed down my cheeks and snaked in between my breasts dwelling in the unbearable pain 

and sorrows I coiled in my dark world. 

Howling out and running with great zeal from the light that tried intervening in my dark world

 its turned futile On the verge of shattering my dark world,

 I tried running to a different dark world but it was to no avail.

 Since the light chased every footstep I made Had I had no alternative I had to face my obstacle of loving my self

 That was when I felt love from everyone.

BY:IRENEBOADI THE POET.