Guest Post - 'Memories of a Life', by Joshua Akinbami

Clinging to memories like leaves on trees;

In autumn, let them fall and rest to bed,

As a mind on regret cannot be free,

For if I worry they will wreck my head.

They cut deep like words from a loved one,

Nesting themselves in your very fabric,

Waiting for a moment to sing a song

Which vibrates to your very being, so tragic.

But you must dance with fate and meet your doom,

For within it is the beauty of Daphne:

Opium of the gods, so do not gloom,

Be joyous and happy for what now you see.

What lies in your mind is all poetic,

Deny this fact and live to regret it.

Guest Post: 'Passion' by Joshua Akinbami

Is it wrong to want to be immortal?

Time reminds me that this body is weak;

It shall go back to the earth, it’s mortal.
I have not long to become what I seek.
Full devotion to thy highest passion;
Dionysian sacrifice to art;
What my heart beats to, saneness in question.
This I love shall kill me, this my escort
Through varied dimensions, through history;
It may seem hubris but can I not live?
My life fading away in a hurry.
I long to awaken and feel alive, 
Before my bones dry and my soul is dead,
I must create art, it is this I wed.