O'VANITY! O'LIFE!

 

O' Joy O' laughter

Hop sky high and brighter

For beseech is your happiness's lighter

So never fade down for less, get whiter.

 

O'Cry O' Sadness

Why not regain your meekness

Don't worry if folks call you weakness

It's all for the best nevertheless

 

O'Fustration O'Anger

Perfect example of a regret monger

Dig the pit for your tomb while it lingers

Till you see a ghost bite his fingers

 

O'shame O'pain

Eyes are set on the mantle with fain

yet marrow within the bone takes no gain

the inner cell clogged up in chains

We hope the sky unleash the rain

 

O'death O'sickness

Day in day out you gain fitness

Why don't you mud in weariness

For the list of victims are so endless

Hope crushed, whilst timeless!

 

O'life O'life

Why make vanity your wife

Wife that strikes you up with an iron knife

knife that bleeds you up in strife

till everything in a jiffy turns a rife!

I cry... I cry...

O'vanity O'life!

THE YELLOW-LIQUID!

A striking yellow sun had vaporized the yellow-liquid, it was actually meant to seduce the two round balls on the head, as they perform their nocturnal will for the day! The wind had initially opened up the bottle's cover three days earlier to the previous night! Sundown, bottle emptied, the firing-liquid fills it up till the tides sway back the cover to it's place! 

Ade, usually being referred to as the best cook around; having washed away the dirt stuck to his so called 'white-diamond' teeth, heaved on a smile of relief when he opened up his everly organized cupboard. He'd actually sighted all d necessary requirements for a delicacy! "Thanks to nature, what would I have done?", he ruminated!

His roomate was lying fallow like a Christmas Pig, the normal custom for ages still dawns upon him, you would realize this when Ade spanked him for the next room to hear; "Wake Up; it's 8:50am, we have a lecture by 10:00am".

Tade, the loudest clown in town, still with a triple set of eyepiece; gnashes! "OOoh, damn it! I was just about plucking out a Lion's eye". But the fragranced heat from the kitchen was enough to make his morning glow! In excitement, he stood up for the usual!

It was already 9:10am, Ade was about to add the remaining ingredients for his gentle delicacy! Tade cannot help, but to sing a song of praise to his fellow, "The Messiah-Cook of our time"!

Ade had added the first drop of the groundnut oil, when the clown sounds again in his ever thundery funny beat; "you sure say that one no be kerosene?". 

He smiled, and quickly checked his cupboard in return to the clown's words! His smile turned a laugh when he noticed that the kerosene was actually placed on the normal spot for the groundnut oil!

BREATH OF LIFE!

For your pecks clamp a solo revival,

But for the cheek, not enough survival.

Within a twinkle, lips beckon with handy tips,

tips on the lowly kips.

The magic on your lips

Like a fluidy-diamond on a golden zip

The sight of your yummy-lips enough to kill,

But it'd still work ignite enough skills

The fragrance I smell,

makes my head ring like a bell.

The shivers down my cells,

For its homely feelings I can't tell.

Indescribable the affectionate,

Only for you it's so passionate.

Coldy-scenario, enough sweats met

Watered, my dry lips as it turns wet

You Kiss my life,

With the breath of life!