Akomolafe Bankole Kayode is a young and aspiring writer who loves to write short storiesand poetry. He won the MNS (Mynaijastories) short story competition with his story, “The first time I did it.” And his poem, “My Hanbok” was nominated for an award in the Korea-Nigeria Poetry Fiesta 2016. Some of his works have appeared in Praxis online magazine. Lazy Bone Uncultivated days return at harvest as dry brown ridges burnt by the sun. But the lazy will not make hay then It was he who didn't go out for rain who stomached seeds meant for the earth; drinking wine made from corn and eating bread made from wheat. His neighbours know no rest from his wants without labour. - Melchizedek, son of Michael llumination The tears of the candle is shed in delight with her head on fire; illumination sweeps rooms of darkness till shadows fall behind bodies of men having a dark discussion under a shade of light. Melchizedek, son of Michael Block A sometimes, our inks don't float with words forged in the infantry of our hearts. A thousand dots on blank pages can be followed by a blank stare into a black hole of our emptied minds. A flying bird may drop a feather, a crawling ant may leave a grain and the rains may add some drops, but the blocks of wall won't fall to moments when it is forced. It stands rigid like a battalion asking you to dare a fight, but you know this also won't work until you let it all go; like lover turned stranger and you sleep, wait and hope she comes running into your arms again. - Melchizedek, son of Michael
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Blank Verse
11/19/2016 01:50:14 am
~ Your words have emerged from a sensitively done observation of tangible , intangible aspects ... It was pleasure reading terse pieces of your heart ... Thank you , poet ...
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Akomolafe Bankole Kayode
11/19/2016 06:37:08 am
Thanks for taking time to read and shedding more light on these poems. I'm gladly privileged to lend inspiration.
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