FAKE PICTURES

We are 365 in a room filled with sand
still, we know the colour of our skin
& our names are holding a diary
maybe to read, ’cause my last name is a home finding its feet in the city of nightmares.

The name my mother call me is erotic
like the sweet water in my lover’s eyes
which made me long for rivers bearing
the language of boys without fathers.

You can’t tell me I am a boy in my mother’s skin when I am stronger than –
our family’s picture & my body is a god
holding the wind in pieces of shards.

Here we are, dancing to the last music
in our father’s backyard ’cause we are
children of solent noise in our mother’s shoes; so we don’t talk not untill we are hungry.

I wonder why my pictures are always missing in our house maybe a poet is known as a bastard;
then i should have being told all pictures in my father’s house are fake!

BIOGRAPHY

Adeniran,Ogooluwa Joseph is a Nigerian poet, writer, and a student of Bowen University; English language. He started writing from 2015. His poem ‘Song of dark rooms’ was shortlisted for OKIGBO’s POETRY CONTEST, 2018.
He was also appreciated by BLACK PRIDE MAGAZINE has ONE OF THE BEST PAGE POETS OF THE YEAR,2017.  His poems have featured in Anthologies, Magazines, Blogs and Online platforms. He is a young poet that believes in the power of words – healing
He hails from ibadan.

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