APOCALYPSE

My eyes love to see
But my eyes hate what it see
the sufferings of children,warring men
and the bangs of guns

We are nothing but clay
But do earthern wares
Plan war
Besiege city
And ravaged its people?

Myopic eyes wakeup
and dream reality
We are but gods
who can create and decreate
Not specie of evolutionary precedent
Awaiting the big crush.

In big crush i do believe
But not in big bang
for soon the world power 
will sprinkle nucler showers
On we all.

LET SAVE THE UNIVERSE.AND STOP
WEAPON OF MASS DETRUCTION.

Osondu Ottah copyright 2011. 

BLOODY AUGUST

It suppose to be a holy month in Afghanistan
so Talibans waged holy war against American troops
making it the bloodiest month since Bush witch hunt,
It suppose to be the month of charity in Libya
so rebels shared their love broad on pro Ghadafists
with ballistic wounds and death,
"Libya non Ghadafi" was their gifts to the citezenry.
It suppose to be a month of unity in Syria
so its people matched with oneness against the government
and were crushed by the government in oneness.
It suppose to be a month of celebrating ones freedom
so in Nigeria,the Boko Harem bombed the UN office
protecting Nigeria unasked from external force.
Ramadan the Holy month,stained with innocent blood.

Written on the eve of Ramadan,ushering August out and welcoming September.

LOVE LETTER(1)

This a letter to the woman i hate with passion,
My Best Enemy,My Blood!

Have you ever been in love?
Especially with whom you are forbade with?
Have you ever been in love?
She's at your reach,but out of grasp.
I've searched deep in my spirit
And i find a hole only you can fill
I don't know what attracts you to me
Your eyes? as innocent as doves'
Your voice? as melodious as the birds
Your courage? as bold as the lioness
I know its a crime loving you
But i can't help myself.

Am the prisoner of your love
Enslaved by your charms
I've drunk the love potion prepared for another
And now my soul need more.

Our imagination can set the limitation
But if we both believe in thesame course
We can stand the storm
Together,
we can break the norms
And reset a new one.

I know you will never accept my love
But i owe myself a duty to let you know
Even for any reason you refuse
I'll pick back the shreds of my thorned
Heart and go on with life
hoping the day i will meet another you
Above all
I LOVE YOU,
WITHOUT WAX. 

Copyright,Osondu 2011.

LOVE RENAISSANCE

We are like a body and its shadow
Though walking towards thesame direction,
We never met.
We don't walk side by side
But let one take the lead in turn
Now the sun has gone to rest
The moon lit dim gently above us
The shadow and the body has clinged to each other
The embryonic affection have matured,
Love is Rebirth.

Copyright,Osondu 2011.

WRITING GOOD SCRIPT AND STORY.

VAMPIRE(1st Selection)

Darkness have sail over our rooftop
Evil is unleashed alongside the dark sinister
And settled on the basement of our homes
Angels of Darkness hover round
Looking for whom to devour.

Curse be the light who have forsaken us!
And leave us in the remorseless arms of  the night
The sun have bid us farewell
And the beast energized by the moonlite
Have unleashed terror on us.
Vampire! the coward ugly monster
Why hide behind darkness to carry out your sport?
I thought you brag of your strength
Why not come fight us by day?

Blood sucking Creature
How long have your evil been nurtured?
You abide like human with us at day
And at sunset,trade your looks for teeth and talons.
How come i ever get to like you?
Is it your charm,or wit that seduce me?
You came to us like angel,radiating beauty and civility
As the weather you change with time
Turning evil as the season come by
Vampire!
When will you satiate?
After sucking all your kindreds blood?

Curse be the night who habour such evil
Soon you will be the next victim. 

copyright,Osondu 2011.


In loving memory of  those who died in Libya war.

SWEET BILE

Sweet Bile you are
Sweeter than honey in the tongue
But a poison to the liver.
You like an Ocean
Indepth you lies a huge wealth of treasures
Forever bellowing and rolling
Beckoning the sailors' ship.
A skilled sailor will pass through you
Into the unknown,
Maybe to pleasure,maybe to penury.
But unskilled sailor will drown in you.
You've given man life from your produce
But also ruined the lifes of many.

You are a bitter Honey,
Though bitter in the throat
My soul need you to quench its thirst.
You like a medicine to my fevered spirit
I will joyfully drink the HOLY GRAIL
From the poisoned Chalice.
Sweet Bile,
The only portion for my disillussioned self.

copyright.Osondu 2011