Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Blog about Art, Poetry and Prose

Tuesday, July 25, 2017

NO PLACE LIKE HOME





There is no place like home 
Going back to a happy family where I am from 
Parents whom I missed very much 
Little kids running around messing the couch 

Home is where you find love that cannot be bought 
A place the sun never gets old 
Happiness resides in every heart 
Everyday is like an holiday right from birth 

I once thought when I go far away 
I will be happy in a million way 
Oh, how much I missed playing in the sand 
All dirty and groomed, ready to be smacked

Catching rainbows in a bucket or a bow 
Playing hide and seek in the bedroom wardrobe 
I had a good memory living outside the city 
My parents where always fond of me 

In the city, I hoped to find friendship on street 
But found out while I was asleep 
Someone took the lights out 
There's been no sign of the moon about a week 

In the city, I knew something was missing in me
From Lagos to Asaba, Abuja up to Maiduguri 
I could run away as far as I want to go 
But it cannot be like home sweet home 

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Friday, July 7, 2017

THE LAST TRAIN







Despair reside in my heart 
For many tears I have cried 
Sadness sharing a sit tonight
Where happiness left me by 

Oh darling, I need your smile 
Everyday of my life 
Please do not let me die 
I want you by my side 

I have been waiting yesterday 
Cannot get the feeling out of my mind 
Every time I see a light 
A sound coming from a distance 

I run anxiously on the track 
I long for your arms to lie 
But was told I had to wait until midnight 
That is when the your train will arrive 

Maybe this is all a bad idea 
What if I do not find you tonight? 
My fragile heart cannot stand a heartbreak 
It would drive me out my mind 

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SORROW, TEARS AND COMFORT



Everything I touch fades away 
A dark cloud covering my dream 
The world I cannot find no more 
Where are the stars? 

Where are the things 
Which makes we smile? 
The wall is very high, I cannot climb 
I keep falling every time I try 

It is a miracle I survived 
But I cannot tell for how very long
I wish someone had told me earlier 

That the world is full of falling stars 

Dreams do not always come alive 
Maybe facing the storm 
Would make life a whole lot easier 
I would not journeyed a miserable life 

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