ILUNGA
I'm weary of reading into your actions
Your defeaning unspoken words itchingly tease my 'lobes
Frozen in time, I lay me bare...
Fettered in futile fads
Dancing, Prancing, haphazardly gracing my flayed exterior
Tic-a-lick, tic-a-lick, I shudder
as the Cold kisses at my skin
Even your endless snoring has got "bits" in it
...Like an array of fallen stars they crown my brown in classic lurid fashion
pecking at my cold sores;
Swarming my fiery warmth...
I become empathetic
Perhaps sensing me caving in,they skip away unapologetic-ally...
not stopping in their tracks
they sway... away in tune with your snorin'
A rage awakens! Third time's "the'' charm
Third Strike bellows... Out!!!
Pick-a-nick, pick-a-nick, I start
Pound of flesh in arm
The Sun finds me waiting...
This is one mysterious poem, Piriye. Like the name, like the product of a place where even darkness feels it's a shade too light.
ReplyDeleteMystery sure loves company. I love your illustration about darkness feeling a shade too light. Permission to use it😊 Thanks dear😘
Deleteyou personalised ilunga indeed...uneasy word, uneasy words... wonderful
ReplyDeleteUneasy word, Uneasy words... exactement! Pain demands to be felt in all its glory. Thanks b.
DeleteThis is beautifully written Priye!! A wise man and one of my favourite rappers explained Ilunga in his own words
ReplyDeleteFool me one time, shame on you
Fool me twice, can't put the blame on you
Fool me three times, f*ck the peace sign
Load the chopper, let it rain on you
DeleteDidn't know you digged J.Cole... not that I listen to him much, but dude's for flows.
I guess Ilunga indeed is a personalized experience. That's why it has no exact translation. We all have our unique interpretation of our experiences.
Beautiful piece Pea ♥
ReplyDeleteThanks #myAby💙
DeleteHmmmm...just like another sad love song...love the style and suspense... Great work.
ReplyDeleteThanks Seun-Seun
Delete很好。åŠ æ²¹。
ReplyDeleteUmmmm... 谢谢
DeleteWhere are you?