Oke’s Musings: Poetry, People and Places

Tag: terror

  • Syria

    The tears of dying children Is the lullaby of gunships The desert is smeared with Grease, oil and human blood The days turn to grieving nights But the world knew no sanity And those who fight in the fields Humanity eludes, Life is a little less than a chickens And yet we walk free across…

  • Poetale: The Vampire

    I wonder why we are warm blooded And yet men is to another, stone cold The suns’ light hide such many things; In the depths of wells, beings with wings And the thoughts, which we fear exist They come and disappear like the mist With the appearance of the moon The fur extends beyond the…

  • Silhouettes and Fear

    What lurks in the darkness and nights Waiting to jump on ones neck When no light come from the stars? What bears a fur and Sabre tooth And follow the silhoutte of preys Even as one walk in the lonely park? What stands in a dark tree plantation Running its ferocious claws on tree barks…