Friday, 18 August 2017

SACRIFICE

~SACRIFICE~

Sitting alone does not suffice
Waiting alone
With fingers crossed
With hopes
That I shall show up
Show up, that waiting and-
Waiting shall not be in vain
Though may drive you cold as ice
And time even though
Wiles away, will be worth wasted
I know, it is very difficult
But that is sacrifice
And we still must sacrifice.
---Fampah Coyish---

Wednesday, 16 August 2017

THE JOINT BRIDGE

~THE JOINT BRIDGE~

Whenever I walk pass it
It reminds me of us
The old memory holds my feet
To look a bit longer.
I get thrown into how we,
Always said we will be like it
For the motivation it gave us.

The bridge that has been joined ,
For so many years.
Even before we found ourselves under it
Still holding onto each together.
Even with it deep cracks;
It's still holding and looks stronger.

But we, we couldn't make it thus far.
We have broken-
Unlike this ancient bridge.
We left hold, have given up.
We failed at our love
Unlike the joint bridge.

---Fampah Coyish--

Monday, 14 August 2017

I DON’T CARE

~I DON’T CARE ~

After my father left.
My mother's love for us,
Grew wings-
And flew away from us.
But if it has found you,
I don't care.

I still love her like God,
Will always love her.
And I don't care
If I don't matter to her,
Like I did.

I don't care anymore; you can have her.
Have her to yourself, and by yourself.
I don't want her anymore.
But I still do care, if you maltreat her.
But I don't care.

---Fampah Coyish---

Sunday, 13 August 2017

INDELIBLY YOU AND YOURS

~INDELIBLY YOU AND YOURS~

It's forty-eight hours and over
Yet your perfume still sits domineeringly
Beneath my sweaty armpit.

I can vision
The scent of your Cologne
Will clone me,

Beyond the recognition of noses
That are fond of me.
Why so indelible my dear,
And everything that art thou?
---Fampah Coyish---

Thursday, 10 August 2017

THAT TIME

~THAT TIME~

The time we wasted twerking
Was time spared man to improve

The time we wasted on looks
Was the time meant to read wholesome books

The time we wasted doing nothing
That time, that quality time

Was the time borrowed mankind, 
To become something.
---Fampah Coyish---


Wednesday, 9 August 2017

IT'S A HEART

~IT'S A HEART~

It's a heart-
Not a toy.
You stole my heart,
And now you're playing with it.
Mind you it's a heart,
Mine only heart-
Not a toy.
---Fampah Coyish---


Thursday, 3 August 2017

~A NO GOOD HABITAT~


~A NO GOOD HABITAT~

She told me she is sorry
There lies in her a dead sea
That no living thing could survive in her.

Anything that goes in comes afloat!
And no matter how deep my semen may dive
They could never win the race,

That she could not carry my kids
As tadpoles in a pond;
Though under her like any other woman

Sits an often-moist wound that shall never heal
She has no womb like I think she does
For the gravity in her has lost its force-

For as Jupiter, so is the atmosphere
In her womb; no sign of life
Just poisonous gases,

And thick rings of miscarriages
Surrounds her Ovaries
For like Pluto anything that nears freezes

'I'm just a no good Habitat.'

But I said to her:
“Let me dive deep, for even in space
There's hope as men hop on the moon
While the universe around floats!”

---Fampah Coyish---

Thursday, 27 July 2017

~INSOMNIA~


Of all my relationships
You have been so tough
Toughest to ever deal with

Sometimes I ponder
And in my pondering I wonder
Where exactly are you from;
Is it India?

O my dear Insomnia!

You are so hard to be with
Yet you and I are still best pals
Remember?
And the more I hate you
The more you tend to love me.

---Fampah Coyish---

Thursday, 20 July 2017

~NONE LIKE YOURS~

I have heard
And heard voices
Most sounded like
Rushing water on pebbles

Thundering storm
Whirlwind struggling with trees
Rumbling waves of the sea
Thor striking his anvil

But none sounds like yours;
So distinct, so clear, so audible
So soothing and so bright
As polished gold

And oh,
Think not this as flattery
But as reality

Revealed in poetry.

© By Fampah Coyish-Awoken By Poems 2017

Wednesday, 5 July 2017

~THOSE WORDS~


Thinking of the words
The word
That word you spoke
The very one that cuts
Through butter with ease
Oh, they make me feel lazy
And want to just listen.

---Fampah Coyish---