FOR THE FIRST LOSS OF INNOCENCE by Adedamola Olabimpe

by KREATIVE DIADEM | Jun 15, 2022 | POEMS

FOR THE FIRST LOSS OF INNOCENCE

by Adedamola Olabimpe

your first kiss was a crime scene.

stolen from you in the darkness of your

mother’s kitchen.

it slid down your throat & started

the spark that turned you into the wildfire of a human.

your first kiss stolen from you

in the darkness of your mother’s kitchen.

a loss.

a funeral with only your 14-year-old self

& a mute god in attendance.

you wore nothing.

your first kiss slid down your throat,

hot & ready to consume.

insides turning to ash. unfamiliar desires

travelling through your senses & finding home

in the space between your thighs.

your first kiss was not your first kiss

but your second.

this kiss was a sin & this man forgot what a

child was.

fanning out flames with his head buried

in between your chest.

you remember his smell & how it corrupted

everything.

tainted nights. coloured thoughts.

look at you, child. the antithesis of purity.

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Olabimpe is a lover of white bread who almost always has their earphones in. They have works published in Ngiga Review, Sub-Saharan Magazine, Anti-Heroin Chic, Visual Verse and others. You can find them on Instagram @borednigeriangirl and on Twitter @lilbrowneyedfae.

RATED EIGHTEEN by Olusegun Ogunmola

by KREATIVE DIADEM | Jul 24, 2017 | POEMS

RATED EIGHTEEN (Remain a Child)

by Olusegun Ogunmola

I may taste the connubial meal,

Subtly dished in a LED screen;

I may force the orgasmic thrill,

Once I am ripe— only eighteen?

My lips may be blackened by tar

And my breath odorized by nicotine;

(I may even brush my teeth with Star®)

Since I’m already eighteen?

These blue scenes are too strong—

For my eyes which are still green,

But, though rated XXX— triply wrong—

They should be right once I’m eighteen?

Hangovers will rob me of my sleep,

Cancer will rip off my lungs within;

Ladies my mind will naked strip,

Because I dared to be really eighteen?

Innocence is surely not for men,

(Boys should shy away from sin);

Purity is really not for women,

Chastity is for girls under-eighteen.

Better I remain a child as touching evil,

Better I remain a child and stay clean;

Better I never ripen enough for this age’s people,

For here, sin is proudly rated eighteen!

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

‘Segun ‘Mola (Olusegun Ogunmola) is a budding poet, singer, songwriter, and musician. He chooses to see his works as media for baring his mind on various subjects, from the perspective of his faith and convictions. He places much value on “little things”, as he believes that great things more often than not emerge from the seemingly small and insignificant ones. He is inspired primarily by personal vicissitudes, society, and relationships (with God and man). He is a graduate of University of Ilorin, Nigeria, where he studied Health Education.

Rated Eighteen

by Olusegun Ogunmola | POEMS