Verus Amor

True love,
Nothing but
an illusion.
Illusion blind
and deaf
to my senses,
but yet you

True love,
Nothing but an
inanimate dream
for those
plagued with
of love, tainted
with scars of
shattered heart.

But still you believe.
I guess I do too,
but I conceal in latin

Una in perpetuum
Semper fidelis
Ab imo pectore
Te amo

© Dotun Gb | Poems




Loving you has been a nightmare.
Really it has, but not your hymen
Loving you is comparable to the
unsettling waves of an ocean.
But it is hard to let go off your hymen
Loving you is the biggest mistake ever.
But your hymen makes up for all.

Smart Plagiarist

photo-4I pray to God on Sunday
to keep me till Monday.
I think all day for inspiration
but get nothing

So I pray again on Friday
but still nothing.
I try to remain steadfast in
prayers but still nothing.
So I begin to question
his existence.

I begin to think,
My mind begin to linger
My fingers begin to shake
I think of all that is at stake
But I want to make it at all cost
Money and women make me lust
So my heart excites further.

I look further beyond the
horizon and see nothing but ink,
So I begin to drink.
I begin to dream of sex but
could not call my ex.
Then I begin to rhyme
but could not mime the hope nor
fortitude to forget my sorrows.
But nay they see me as a
smart plagiarist as I borrow words
from every corner of the continent.

Yet, they are not content unless
they see me fail. They’re to be blamed
not. Only if they knew where I hail.
From the hills of Wales where we hail
down fire on our enemies as we drink
ale to remain hale

Oh! they’re so lacking, they try to
diss me but end up getting tongue
twisted like the people of the book.
They try to left right hook me
but failed as I spun around
to make them the fool.

Oh snap! they try to spew hate
with their looks but I care nonetheless
as I dive into this pool of success.

© Dotun Gb | Poems

My Life is Over

My life is over
I know not who I am
Nor what I’ll do next
The savouring food is gone
There’s no more fun.
You over there, and me over here
tears me apart every year.

My life is over,
I will take my life at dover
Or maybe I should think it over
Death couldn’t be any closer
But I’m scared
What if tomorrow is another day,
may be I should delay
No! It’s all lies.

My life is over,
I’m going to do it now.
As I stand on the ledge starring into the darkness of the sea, I hear it call.
The cold wind send feverish chills up my spine as I gaze at the mid-night sky.
My brain numb like lolly
So I called Holly before committing.

My life is over,
All too soon my heart begins to beat
I can no longer feel my feet
My pupil begin to dilate
I could no longer relate
I think of my dog, sleek
Tears begin to roll down my cheeks.

My life is over?
Oh you thought this was over
No it is not over
I don’t write sad stories but
this is the first, over.
Over the cliffs of mount zion
I saw my future self as the overseer
So I travel oversea to become a farmer who plants clover to get closer to u.
Even when I say it’s over it’s never really over. I’m so over you.
I can go on forever if you let me,
but I’ll rather chill and listen to Hov,
as I think of something else to write.

My life just blossom.

© Dotun Gb | Poems