The Poetry Marathon

The cracks cackle…
The canvas with spills of ink
Leaves trails of smears…
The mind thuds hard
To the discordant tunes of hard life…
With the burden of living near zilch

Life is hard
When the financial rhythm wobbles

When the ugly rage of hunger beckons
To an empty pocket

Life is hard when the landlord bellows to your depleting pocket

Your muse also fizzles to the whiff of the thankless moon at twilight…

Life is hard
When the rains
Drought-turns
And sunset spins to
Sunrise at dusk

Life is…

His genial fire
Reverberates with exotic warmth
His aesthetically crafted tomes
Across literary modes
Exudes the regal passion of a Plutonic sage

Oluwole Akinwande Soyinka remains Africa’s Iconic Voyager of distinction

A gadfly with the boundless depth of a pantheon…
His footprints echoes the seamless craft of an art connoisseur

His exceptional artistry reflects in his truckloads of global medallions…

A dexterous Weaver of words
A griot with uncanny wisdom of the ancients…

His priceless pearls drips with unalloyed clarity, striking cords of a genius…

He remains Africa’s WS, a muse with matchless depth
An inventive scholar of legendary fireworks…

The ecstacy of fantasy
Echoes…
As I trudge against the tide
In this virtual marathon
Racing with the athletic passion of a gold medalist
Fellow wordsmiths on this lane
Running with venal darts and pleasurable verses
Fusing creative fibres parabolically
With spices of metaphors and innuendos
The aesthetics of your art reeks with elegance
The eloquence of your compelling lexis
affirms your exotic charm with words…
Let’s enjoy the sail…
We are all winners in this marathon of enthralling versification!

The world stood still

To the smattering smear of a viral pellet
Disrupting every postulation
With images of illusion…
It grounded every dream
With a paradox of reclusion
The sweeping might of this spatial plague
Has continued to haunt and hack
Every unsuspecting tramp in its wake
You have won the battle…
We will win the war!!

Hello kindred Wordsmiths!

My name is Onoruoiza. This is my first marathon and I can’t wait to get started. Considering the current global pandemic, we are all on a restless sail… Forging communal bonds across virtual spaces has become the lingo of survivors.

I am here for the fun, the literary run

For a dramatic turn…