Poetry

February 22, 2016 Poetry , POETRY / FICTION

By

Okeke Okechi

 

 

Nightfall

 

 

In the rosy light of day,

sombreness pinched my eyes,

our eyes…

There we stuck,

there we lay.

 

Voices of our crown

i heard,

lit of our crown

i saw

frittering away our coffers.

 

But in bid to yawn,

they gave me

hush to munch,

to munch till the final call,

just to stifle the yawn.

 

These eyes, lucid darkness

they peer at, yet

trepidation i hug,

never to preach

light to the darkness

of nightfall…

Nightfall lying in our crown.

 

When shall i

vomit this hush?

When shall i

be free from the

pains of munching?

 

O! Tell me, to tell me,

to tell my brothers

with a whistle of whisper,

that the crown of our

crowned kingdom is

the nightfall that

slaughters the light.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Okeke Okechi

Okeke Okechi hails from Umuoma in Ihitte Uboma Local Government Area, Imo state, Nigeria. He was born in 1995 and attended University of Nigeria, Nsukka (Alvan Campus) where he studied History and International Studies.

He is a budding playwright, short story writer, novelist and poet. He is working on a collection of short story and his debut novel.

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