Poetry Short Story

IRONY By Pen Kenny

Written by Editor

Movement 1

His legs hisses towards my door, incessantly beating the door like “Ayan” till I break the door free, eating my hat while hearing the sound of his mouth.
( He draws me till my chest kisses his).
Him: It’s been a coon’s age
I: ( staring with a smile)Yes, you’re now long in the tooth. The seed of your hair is now germinating a white fruit.
Him: ( He laughs like a wind) You’re now as beautiful as the glowing stars at dawn.
I: (Muse)… You’re looking good
Him: (Happily) Heaven sees how my soul dances at the moment
I: You’re elated!, but why?, when happiness refuses to sing and drum on its empty tune.
Him: Just a glimpse in this darkness
I: When my Simile and metaphor runs out of stream, I walk in irony

About the author

Editor

Bada Yusuf Amoo holds B.A in Literature in English from Obafemi Awolowo University, he is the publisher of thespeakingheart.com. He started the website in 2015, he has published both his works and other budding writers and poets on the website. He is a public commentators and his articles are on different websites.