I am reaching, reaching for the stars
Though I bear the brunt of the scars
I spread my wings for a flying spree
This cage I will break to set me free
Although the sky looks scary and vast
I will explore with bravery and a blast
So long my wings were clipped
Now I will fly even if I slipped
Bowed down by years of misery
Now tis time to show my mystery [Read more…]
This land of corrupt politicians
Rubbing bellies of stolen funds
Looting without a care
Killing with no remorse
Stoning gays, jailing Trans
This land full of Hate
Poverty and Ignorance [Read more…]
You think you have it rough
Could it be as tough as the dough?
Beaten up and cuts into bits
Tossed into the oven heat
Yet comes out crispy and hot
Ready for the icing on top
With the paste we all have a favourite place
Cakes put a smile on many a bride’s face
Doughnuts and bread for everyone in plates
Path full of thorns but I wipe clean the slates
Like a rough diamond, now I come out trump
Chin up and weather the storm!
Yes I am a beautiful flower
But I have also been sour
For it is not always summer [Read more…]
I don’t walk straight
Not even for the bait
I am merry yet not gay
I am bi and I can bray
But greed
Is not my seal
Yet you all snigger
Calling me a player
Our goal is acceptance
Where is the tolerance?
I am not gay enough
To be wholly enfolded
Not sufficiently lesbian
To be totally embraced
Should I even say Trans?
I can’t brace the rants!
You preach diversity
As community necessity
But are quick to sneer and leer
Whenever I am near
Yes, in the mall
I want it all
With the dick
I play and lick
And the boobs
Makes me swoon
The big breasted
Leaves me besotted
With the queers
I will play in the square
With the pussy
I get all fussy
The shaven sight
To suckle all night
Bouncy bums
I love to bump
Smooth balls
I like to smooch
With the Pecs
I need no specs
I am bisexual, not a player
Stop being my slayer
I am bisexual not confused
Like you I choose my companion
It is a natural attraction
Not just a mere selection
With love I embrace my lover 
It matters not the gender
All I want is tenderness
For my love is genderless.
By (c) Yemisi Ilesanmi
I am a woman and I am weeping
The tears won’t stop seeping
Like a river it keeps flowing
At my heart it tugs, nipping
My eyes are bleeding
My nose keeps running
They say I should slow it
But all they do is blow it
Teardrops just like crystals
Not mine alone but all sisters!
I am a woman and I am weeping
On my feet I keep thinking
The dreams I have to maintain
The tears I cannot curtail
From day to night I toil
In the fields I till the soil
Bent over with hands, this I can bear
Hoping my behind I wouldn’t have to bare
For the children and the aged I have to care
The burdens sometimes leave me bare!
I am a woman and I am weeping
In the boardroom I am seething
They negotiate my seat
As I take in all the heat
It matters not that I have the brains
The body is what they want to drain
With my pen poised I stand on the stool
But they tell me brain is not the tool
As all they want is my body to drool
And for me to play the fool!
I am a woman and I am weeping
From the corners I am peeping
Paving the streets in my high heels
Hoping the deals I can now seal
My health and safety are at risk
But the children can’t eat sticks
In the boardroom, on the street
It matters not where I sit
My brain makes me an expert
But all they want is a Sexpert!
I am a woman and I am weeping
I fight the system but hope is fleeting
The streets I keep combing
While my heart keeps sobbing
How long shall I be suppressed
Now they say I am depressed
I do not need a mental operation
What I hate is this oppression
You can keep your psychiatry
While I kick your patriarchy!
BY © YEMISI ILESANMI
I AM COMING OUT!
I am coming out, out of my shell
Long under the influence of your spells
Locked away in your antique culture cell
Where no one could hear me yell
I had screamed all in vain
Only I could feel the pain
It is time to break the chains
The ghosts of the past I must slay
Weighed down by societal shackles
Banging to be out, proud and sparkle
I am coming out, out of my shell
Doing away with your lying shields
It is unnatural, you scream
You will burn in hell, you preach
Fires and brimstones you rake
From your societal grip I break
In angry defence the truth I seek
To be free, to be me, I must speak
Coming out, head high, sets me free
I am proud, out and ready to peak [Read more…]
In our patriarchal and pseudo-conservative societies, single mothers are often victims of moral judgments and societal pressures. We all must learn to respect the choice of the other and not seek to impose our lifestyle choice and doctrines on another, for only then can we truly be free!
This delightful poem is for all single mums out there! Happy Mothers’ Day!
I am a Single Mother
I am a single mother
Proud like the other
I was a young mummy
Now wise and yummy
Yes I have a son
As bright as the sun
You say he needs a daddy
For him to be dandy
But I need no ring
To make me sing [Read more…]
This poem is dedicated to all mothers, who fresh from birthing say “Never again”, only to do it again! Written in a funny tone, it encapsulates the pain, frustration and joy of having a baby. Happy Mothers’ Day!
It is not called labour for nothing!
Ouch, what is that kick
That makes me sick
Breaking in sweat
Oh my, I am wet
Is that mucous
Oh just focus!
It’s coming, go get the doctor
Stop looking at the buttocks
Tis no time for old wives’ tales
For I am in pains and already pale
I am coming, I am coming, you screamed
Keep pushing, keep pushing now you screech [Read more…]
Hello, I did promise that one great advantage of checking out my blog is that you get to read some of my beautiful poems for free. Here is a poem I wrote when I picked up a newspaper on the tube in 2011, and was hit by the horrifying news and devastating pictures of the Tsunami in Japan. What I felt poured out in words and I found myself furiously scribbling this piece, “Mother Nature, My Explosive Lover!”
My heart goes out to the many trapped in the wrath of Mother Nature, from Tsunamis to earthquakes. I had not penned a poem in almost a decade before writing this piece and the last time I did, it was to sing the praises of my first love, Mother Nature. But with age comes the knowledge that even first loves are not perfect!
Mother Nature, My Explosive Lover!
Mother Nature
Beautiful you are
You smile and I waver
You kiss and I quiver
Aroused by your touch
Fed by your smooch
Melting my heart
Twisting my feelings
Swinging my being
With your seduction
Warm in the embrace
Of your blazing love
Your magical fingers
The waves conjures
Your tsunamic orgasm
Blows high and mighty
Many cry and scream
As you explode in cum
Your volcanic temper
Leaves me high and dry
In the grip of your love
I gasp for breath
How long shall I drown
In your magical prowess
Making love drenched
Like there is no tomorrow [Read more…]