RESENTMENT OF ALL MY OCTOBER

 I have had lack all my years 

But to every luck, there is a bad luck

I ask myself why, why do such misfortune happen to  me

I just don't know why but all this happened after the man left

Is it supposed to happen that way

To all my life never have I ever worked hard but I did the hard things

All my endeavor I shall put blame because he left. 

She tried her best, but we ain't that close

Am like the forbidden fruit 

Deep down me, there are decayed fruits 

Just because am a forbidden fruits

My seven years, October is black and has always been.

This affliction is causing me deeply 

IRENEBOADITHEPOET

BROKEN GLASS

 The Broken glass. 

It was a promotional gift

But if I dwell my self with something 

I become so much concerned about it

Is it obsession 

I maneuver this glass so well

What happened to it 

I broked it, it was not my intention

My hands were wet, so they slipped off and fell

I was silent the moment it fell down. 

I became miserable, I blamed myself for the broken glass.

I lost my chance to feel my world around it. 

I planned to use it for shoots, my imagination tour. 

I  ended within a twinkle of an eye.

My broken glass you have been missed.

Forever hover around my mouth.

Your specialty makes me so absorbed with you.

I hope to have your kind of it.

IRENEBOADI THE POET

INTERNATIONAL DAY OF THE GIRL CHILD

 I know every girl is the epitome of her own world 

To every girl child out there you are brave, strong 

Your scented perseverance grows and flows no matter what you go through 

Your advocacy of change has taken you to places or will surely take you far

I know you are just a girl child but the empowerment you bestow in the world is very sedimental

You abbreviate your own struggle and play a role of a fierce tigress

And this  shows the gold heart you carry 

If your voice has not been heard yet just know it will be heard 

It takes a drop of water for a cup to get full regardless the world is not over

Some go through molestation but just know there would definitely be an end one day 

Be bold never give up, gender inequality  have you suffered, legal rights, early marriage, access to education, medical treatment and a whole traumatizing discomfort does a girl child anticipate  

Just know it will be over in a due time just hang there, I know you don't deserve but hang there I say hang there for a while 

Your cry is over.

IRENEBOADITHEPOET.

DELUSIONS OF SUFFOCATIONS

 It occurred to me at this disclosed cubicle 

 No one was there to my rescue 

I struggled hard, my breath seized

I felt dizzy should I say I was dizzy down to the foamy floor

All I ever wanted was just a footstep of a Homo sapiens 

That just occurred to me if I live today would they know my struggle

And if I stay would these delusions keep hold of me 

I saw my death greeting me, I felt this is the end of the road

I started smiling when I was going blur in the dark 

I realized the world needs me now and it matters

I still live with these traumatizing scars 

And flashbacks of what happened that morning 

I can't  even go to the cubicle without unbolting the door

This deep scar keeps attacking me on several occasions 

But there is a miracle I would overcome.

IRENEBOADITHEPOET

 

OUR HERO OF EQUALITY

 The untold struggle of a man 

These harsh words can actually put you down

This is where you will die

There was nothing  to be accepted or faith to be crushed 

Working with hammer squashing bedrocks digging limestones 

Which you know that is where his leadership begun 

Actually, his people believed in him again I say the initiative of freedom is about to reveal

They taught he was now rebellious so the option they had was to isolate him.

Behind the scenes a lot had been done, the legend said I was not able to give adieu to them 

The hero went over boundaries sending adequate sheets of words of leadership skills 

Even though he was truancy but his logical concept of peace reigned 

He perceived equality and the racist system of apartheid. 

He once said just because you encounter hardship and illusions doesn't mean what you struggling for is not worth it.

Our hero of Equality is Nelson Mandela.

HER YOUTH

 I know I have never been good

 Never have I ever been good

Are you surprised you said it though 

Don't tell me you are reminiscing

I always ask what I did with my youth

I mean what was I doing despicable me

I assure you still in my youth 

I absolutely do not know what am doing

Did I say I am a daydreamer 

Did I tell you I know what I did with my youth

I was daydreaming throughout my youth

I hope am not too late to make an amicable change.

IRENEBOADITHEPOET