...With Thoughts of You!

Flying in 9ja ain’t very funny,
but with tots of you, it kinda feels lovely!
Weather forecast says today will be cloudy,
but with tots of you, my days won’t ever be gloomy!
The pilot says the flight will be bumpy,
but with tots of you, my nerves are far from jumpy!

Circumstances atimes can make one act clumsy,
but with tots of you, I always act coherently!
Life atimes can terribly be shitty,
but with tots of you, all I see is it’s beauty!
Sometimes ago all I knew was self pity,
but with tots of you, I learnt responsibility!

I want paradise so I try to be Godly,
but with tots of you, it seems I’m there already!

At this point, I feel like I am truly crazy,
and to live in your tots , I wish I was worthy!

POPing

Don’t know what she was thinking
Not sure if she was sipping/drinking
Or could it be be she was dancing
Can’t even imagine what she was doing
Cos how come it’s when I was hoping
that both of us would do some partying
that she decides, her foot, needs some straining!


I can’t imagine wot pain she is feeling
Cos the mere thought of it is killing
To picture her in a POP is disheartening
It could almost push someone close to sobbing!

Now I sit here hoping and praying
That the good Lord takes away any suffering
that she might be experiencing.

To God’s-Gift, I say, speedy recovery!

Yeyo

Dunno why I’m feeling this way,
but it keeps sweeping me different ways,
and on my bed I gently lay,

the tots of you keeps my heart sway.

It has taken over my head,

I wish you were here on my bed.
It’s still crazy I feel this way,

cos you are just too far away!
I’d say it again, I met you by a stroke of luck
but I can’t help but luh your lack of dreadlocks!

Even though I can’t see you,
I still can’t help but think about you
I really don’t want to say this,
but it’s still crazy I can’t help but feel this,
Even though I enjoy when you diss me,
I stilll can’t help but hope for you to kiss me,
Even if it will kill me,
I still can’t wait for you to love me!

Though they say life ain’t sh*t,
But I know it would make sense if we hit it.
Rite here on the stool where I now sit,
I still can’t stop thinking about you a li’l bit
The doctor said foe me to become fit,
I must swallow your pleasant spit..LOL!

Insomnia

I’m back in deep, where I find no sleep
Where any little beep makes my heart leap!
Now I’m seeking solace in my weakness, my addictiveness
Hoping to seek forgiveness irrespective of my hopelessness.
I am all swamped by my unhappiness
that which I get from my loneliness
My sadness that I get from helplessness.

Now I look back and remember my past boldness
When I used to express and enjoy my smoothness
Now that has gone replaced with my dumbness.

Now I ve got tears in my eyes,
Remembering when I used to freeze moments like ice,
Making life appear so easy like eating rice, and even easier like dropping lines.

I sit rite here wondering how I got here,
Asking myself, this started where, anywhere, somewhere
Far or near?
For right now in my mind I’ve got fears
When into my future I take a long stare
I just couldn’t see myself near why I came here
My soul I bare as I’m chilling sipping my cold beer!