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Favjoker POEMS, Ijagun, Ijebu Ode (2026)

16/04/2025

_The Weight Crushing Me_

I hate this life, a suffocating reality
Pain seeps into every pore, a relentless ache
The weight of existence bears down, crushing me
A desperate cry echoing through the void

Darkness closes in, a suffocating shroud
Every step feels like trudging through quicksand
The world outside moves with carefree abandon
While I'm trapped in this abyss, unable to escape

Tears fall, a steady stream of frustration and despair
The silence is oppressive, a heavy burden
I'm lost, disconnected from the world around me
A stranger in my own skin, searching for a way out

The pain is overwhelming, a constant reminder
Of all that's wrong, all that's broken
I'm drowning in a sea of hopelessness
Unable to find a lifeline to cling to

There's no respite, no escape
Just the endless cycle of pain and suffering
I'm trapped, with no way out
A prisoner of my own existence

In this darkness, I'm forced to confront
The depths of my own despair
The weight of my own pain
The crushing reality of my own existence

Every day is a struggle, a battle to survive
To find the strength to keep going, to keep moving forward
But the weight is crushing, the pain is suffocating
I'm not sure how much longer I can hold on

The world keeps spinning, indifferent to my pain
While I'm stuck in this darkness, unable to break free
I'm just trying to make it through each day
But the weight of my existence is overwhelming me

©® Coker Favour A.

14/04/2025

"Imagination Kills"

In the dark recesses of the mind,
The imagination roams free and unbound,
But for some, it's a prison,
Where fear and doubt abound.

For imagination can be a curse,
A weapon that wounds the soul,
It paints a picture of terror,
Where nightmares take control.

The mind creates a world of horror,
Where shadows twist and turn,
And every sound is a threat,
That makes the heartburn.

The imagination is a double-edged sword,
A tool that can create or destroy,
A force that can lift you up,
Or drag you into the abyss of pain and turmoil.

So heed this warning,
And be careful what you wish for,
For the imagination can be a dangerous friend,
A killer of the spirit,
That can leave you cold and alone,
In the depths of your own dark mind.

©® Coker Favour A.

12/04/2025

IF!

If only memories didn't linger
Echoes of what could have been
A bittersweet longing that refuses to fade
A heart heavy with the weight of what is lost

In the silence, I hear your voice
A whispered promise, a forgotten choice
The ache of longing, a hollowed space
A soul torn apart, a heart that can't escape

If only time could heal the wounds
But it only seems to make them deeper
A grief that gnaws, a sorrow that claws
A melancholy that settles, like a shroud

In the darkness, I search for solace
A respite from the pain, a refuge from the storm
But it's hard to find, when the heart is broken
And the pieces seem impossible to mend.

©® Coker Favour A.

11/04/2025

LOVE IS BITTER

Love is a complex web of emotions
Tangled threads of joy and sorrow
A bittersweet cocktail that's impossible to define
A feeling that can both lift you up and crush you

It's a whispered promise of forever
Followed by the deafening silence of goodbye
A flame that burns bright and hot
Only to flicker out, leaving only ash and regret

Love is a cruel mistress
She promises the world and delivers heartache
A fleeting high followed by a crushing low
A rollercoaster of emotions that leaves you breathless

It's a vulnerability that's exploited
A trust that's broken, a bond that's severed
A memory that haunts you
A what-if that refuses to let go

Love is a double-edged sword
It can bring you to life or destroy you
A risk that's not always worth taking
A gamble that doesn't always pay off.

©® Coker Favour A.

06/04/2025

IT ENDS

My journey comes to a close
A chapter concludes, a story unfolds
The darkness recedes, the light fades
Leaving only silence, stillness, and emptiness

The weight of my burdens slowly lifts
The ache of my heart gradually subsides
The memories linger, a bittersweet reminder
Of what once was, what could have been

The shadows that followed me for so long
Begin to dissipate, their presence fading
The whispers of my past grow quiet
As the present moment slowly takes its place

And in the end, there is only this
A sense of finality, a sense of closure
A resolution, a conclusion
A sense of peace, a sense of rest.

©® Coker Favour A.

13/01/2025

THE STILL LESS OCEAN

The ocean's vast expanse lies still,
A mirror to the sky's gentle will.
No waves crash on the sandy shore,
Just an eerie calm, forever more.

The tides, they seem to hold their breath,
As if the sea itself were in death.
The seaweed sways, a gentle dance,
But even its movement seems a trance.

The sun beats down, its fiery rays,
But even its warmth cannot stir the bay.
The ocean's stillness is a wondrous thing,
A sight to behold, a peaceful ring.

In this calm sea, I find my peace,
A sense of tranquility, my worries release.
The stillness of the ocean, it soothes my soul,
And in its quiet depths, I am made whole.

©® Coker Favour A.

10/01/2025

"If I Could Reach Top of the World"

If I could reach top of the world
I'd scream my heart out, unfurled
But alas, I'm stuck in this place
A prisoner of sorrow, a melancholy face

I'd climb the highest mountain high
To escape the pain that makes me cry
But like a bird with broken wings
I'm grounded, my heart keeps on singing

The blues, a melancholy tune
Echoes of memories, forever too soon
I'm searching for a way to break free
But like a maze, I'm lost, can't see

If I could reach top of the world
I'd find my peace, my heart unfurled
But till then, I'm stuck in this pain
A sorrow that remains, a heart in vain

Eye rhyme twist: "world" and "unfurled" have the same ending sound, creating an eye rhyme effect.

©® Coker Favour A.

09/01/2025

The Lonely Child

In the desolate landscape of their soul, a tiny figure wanders, lost and forlorn
Their eyes, like two shattered stars, dimly flicker with a longing for connection
Their heart, a heavy, hollowed-out vessel, echoes with the silence of unspoken words
Their small, fragile body, a leaf battered by the winds of isolation.

In this bleak, loveless world, they search for a gentle touch, a soothing whisper, a reassuring smile
But like a winter tree, they stand bare and unyielding, their branches etched against the grey sky like a delicate pen and ink drawing
Their loneliness, a palpable, living thing, wraps itself around them like a shroud, suffocating them with its crushing weight
Their childhood, a fleeting, ephemeral dream, slips away from them like sand between their fingers.

©® Coker Favour A.

23/12/2024

THE HIDDEN HUT BEHIND THE TREES

A sunset paradise, so serene and bright
Warm hues upon the waves, a peaceful sight
Palm trees sway gently, in the ocean breeze
A haven of tranquility, where worries cease

The sky is painted, with colors of the heart
A masterpiece of nature, a work of art
The sun dips slowly, into the sea's embrace
A moment of magic, in this tropical place

As stars begin to twinkle, in the evening sky
The world is bathed in softness, with a gentle sigh
The sound of waves caressing, the sandy shore
A lullaby of serenity, forever more.

©® Coker Favour A.

21/12/2024

A woman went to a native doctor to give her a charm that will stop her husband from beāting her up all the time,

the native doctor went to his room and brought out a root and cut it ,

give it to the lady and said ,listen to me my daughter anytime your husband start to shout at you in ānger ,

run into your room put the root in your mouth don't talk be quit ,

She did it the first time her husband did not beāt her up as usual,

second time again she did it her husband did not touch her or beāt her up as usual ,

third time she did the same thing the husband did not beāt her up,

because she always remembered to use the root,

She run to the native doctor and started praising him, sir the charm was very pøwerful ,

native doctor replied my daughter there was nothing in that charm , it was only root of a tree that i gave to you ,

learn to keep your mouth shut when ever your husband is talking,

talk back at the right time

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20/12/2024

STORY OF TWO FRIENDS

Two hearts, once beating as one
Shared laughter, tears, and every sun
Their bond was strong, their love so true
A friendship that would forever shine through

They danced in the rain, and sang in the night
Their memories, a treasure, a precious delight
They stood by each other, through every test
A bond of brotherhood, that would forever rest

But fate, it seemed, had other plans
A cruel twist, that would tear them from each other's hands
One day, a goodbye, a final farewell
A heart-wrenching moment, that would forever dwell

Tears fell like rain, as they parted ways
Their hearts, shattered, in a million, painful days
The memories, they shared, now a bittersweet pain
A longing, a yearning, that would forever remain

Years went by, but the ache remained
A scar, that would never fully heal, a heart, that would never be the same
For in losing a friend, a part of them died
A piece of their soul, that could never be revived

But even in death, their bond remains
A love, a friendship, that will forever sustain
For in the hearts of two friends, a memory stays
A story of love, of laughter, of tears, and of endless days.

©® Coker Favour A.

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