Realib's Poetry

Realib's Poetry Prose & Poetry

15/02/2024

UNTITLED

I am sick of feeling this moment
Watching the world burns
In the era of my prime
Deducting my crime,
I'm the man of untrue being
That concerned with future,
I am creature.

My lane is fair and straight
And if you follow, it'd be an honor
To set you up, because I know
The evil that grows in this land
Making my father deceitful, cannibalistic and lethal,
Thus, he raises my family, as goons.

I see through mentality implanted in them and my people too!
I'll educate my family
About who they should trust
So they can see the heart of
Darkness through flashing light.

©Realib YA
08-06-2021

15/02/2024

UNENDORSED

Past one night stand
We lost our sleepping pleasure,
Fire at hamlets glittered
With her naked red color
And more naked hues by
Falling into state of temptation
Where we rid at incident which
Reminds men how this love
Goes on unendorsed.

©Realib

14/04/2023

STAY OUT OF EVIL

Go out of evil way,
Way worst which is warm
In reality and fiction.
She echoes in the market
Parrot of gods she seems,
Appears tidy with bible in hand
Listen people of gods!
Remember the day of departure
It timely comes along our lanes
Stay out of evil way, aloan.
Sun stifled by hit of faith
Markedly from aphorism
Seems to be whistler of weep
For her solemn preach. She holds
Amplifier at right hand, confessing
The will of God and evil
Whilst been surrounded by crowd
Her melody resonates through
Sympathetic motive of redemption
Which seduces men of good and gods.
Turn back to Crowner and serve
For quenching bitterness of tongue
For scorching spring of our past
Tended and not forsook for uncared
People at transaction. It measured
To be considered of listeners so few
She moves while keeping call.

(c)Realib YA
02-04-2023

14/04/2023

STOICISM.. The last journey of ours:
a train diverted afloat
and pounded at station where
we've feasted with commuters
of hell way forward. Seemed so hard
to reach home from there; so hard,
hesitation being upheld, whilst
time ticks and sun passes through
momentous figuration of her worshipers
with faith thy world sees through
parting conflicts of enmity among
men acting on stage. Road
been borrowed is lock, we are
all still awaiting to sail up with sorrows.

(c)Realib YA
14-04-2023

22/03/2022

BARDS AS BIRDS

These bards as birds
Are the flyers in sky,
They sing in the air
That echoing verses
In broader parts of fats, and facts
These birds are racists
Accelerate the voltage of muses
With nytro. It reflects, also with
Symptoms of human subjectivity
Which showcases activity
And ability of possitivity
Heeded in negativity
Of facts that cored,
Seen and unseen, it is enmity
Within, is a climax of
Stanzas. Students of this white wild puke
What he dinned them on top of his so
Called book, "heart of darkness" that which
Comes at night to emerge with bush
People's mascurade, it traditionally
Preserved every night in
This forest, day-night, in rain
And in squalls of map. It brings
Them there and leaves. Commending
Birds to count all the animals
Live within. There, it leaves them,
They remember how zoos in city
Are arranged. Birds we are, this is
Common in our visual, we've seen lots
Of incidences posing into contingencies.
They assume all these beasts
As if they come back to cities
Of their brethren, stories must have
Been told with imagery, and metaphor
Attempting to put fear and confuse
In their readers' sane. These birds
Surround everywhere. Today,
They come with stories
Of mystery at odds. Their words are
Interchangeably revolve around
Zones of a zoos.

©Realib YA
21-03-22.

10/03/2022

VISIBILITY

So, to you indeed
Calm gets you at bid,
Leaving you behind,
This time lacks dread,
The voices get so red
And choices are made
By getting into a side
Which they'll never mend,
See our colors get fade
We see, yes, and been paid
From the wage of our suffer,
We see you uncover,
We see you more over
Even a*o rock melts like rover
Letters send, with no messenger
Anticipating to reach to manager
Who manages crappy to prosper
Life of jungle knows no lawyer
We carry wound, who'll be healer?
Is death gets these higher?
When, well, at where?
I hit heart to sphere
These men that ever swear
And take decades no fear
Oh I get travelers very near
Kick them out of this year
So as to all eyes to bear
For all of us to care
And see all things clearer.

©copyright
Realib Y A
30/07/20

10/03/2022

A HOOD

I am obsessed to be wiser
knowing earth in a further
lot of playthings I gather
in the hood of mine I bother.

I know the distance of mile;
knowing the journey of life
connecting with distinct plight
treating insane characters in a wit.

In a hood of mine, scorching
earth behind me, I've been focusing
to aggravate my frightening
acts to be larger with meaning.

My prime could be my pride
my brand could be my stride
I deserve to have a bride
as moon entices in the bide.

©Realib Y.A
30/10/2019
All Rights Reserved.

08/03/2022

LORD AND I

Lord and I
Are of utmost interrogation
That which leads to scenario
How Supreme He was.
I was pounding into chapters
Where life is downpoured
In ocean which over flows
At banks of my veins
Coping to hold my reing
Straight to my lane forward.
A sun sees soars, tanning at period
Of swamping. I am dweller in this
Tavern where men like me are furious
In cluenes to its essential summaries.
I am man at heart, live for love of Lord
To quench my thirst. I am trustworthy
When I was teen. Now, He gives me
Scheme of knowing who I am
With theories of relativism. Not very first,
I am a sinner who mends from rooting
Religion and conformity. Unchained,
Unclean and unclaimed. Deep and skinned
To where I bared, taken a chance to
Swim in my Ocean Park.

©Realib YA
08-03-22

07/01/2022

UNTITLED

Yesterday:
At city of aristocratic
I have seen trends those which
I had never seen, know
And even surmise before
A very heard talking been
Clocked at twelve by
Tantalizer and her friend
At top of the car, cheering and
Riding over, and recklessly.
She looked at me and said
"Happy new year". I had then
Glanced at stars trying to scuttle
The squall been blinking
My brain, seems man at heart,
I stood acting like a Dom
Who never been at the bush
My mind somehow was there
Looking down at all sides
This sky's in rays and hues
Filled up with alphabets of
Bidding farewell to birds;
Some have fun. There then
I dared to believe what was
Betiding. I looked at world
Glittering like golden ball
Was this not a moon
Blinking?
Electric eyes at lanes
Seemed nature was anew
That's how it goes in mind
A friend said the journey is
Started, moving back or astern
In the car, I couldn't know where
We keep sailing, but I know
The momentous moment of
Sexes comes after fruitless journey.
I admired the chanting recalcitrant,
Dooms and goons in whim,
Sticking to jubilation
With resonation everywhere
In the national territory,
A friend said we have to start
A car and get back
To where we was before.
Before, what did you mean?
He tirelessly fits in bid, says
I mean it; zone of boredom
That we left behind
Indeed it needs a heed
Of saturation, and tint
The shadows down to fade
The way sun sleeps at
Night. So we can lead to
Way which does never intimate
In the dawn of time.

©Realib Y A
02-01-2022

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