Love, Sex and Comedy

I want to live my life my next life backwards. From old age back to middle class and finally to the womb. Start out dead so that I can get that one out of the way. My body lying inside a coffin 6 feet under with decaying smell. One year and my body is back to normal. People pick out their flowers from my grave side. The tombstone is placed back to the back of a pick-up. A crowd digs out the coffin and pull out the casket from the ground. People drowning in tears surround the whole place. From family, friends and the pastor. It is placed in the centre of the crowd as the sermon goes on. Soon I’m back on the hearse and drove back to the mortuary. The crowd walks backwards as they view my body through the looking glass of the coffin drowning in their tears. A week later I’m taken back to my house where the doctor declares me alive. I wake up to the comfort of my matrimonial bed next to my old wife. Soon my children, grandchildren and great children are laughing at a get together i...

Clouds cover the sunrays, Fog covers the view in my window, I wake up to the view of a cold wall, Its been days since you left, You said you would come, Those were you last words, Did the nector turn sour? Sugar taste salty? I miss the old us, when we laughed to crazy jokes, The loud shouts at night, Weird dances in the house, I even miss fighting with you, Will I see you soon? How long will I wait for you? I'm Jealous of time, It separates me from you, Im the seven oceans, Wanting the whole of your land, All to myself only, Just you, Please come back soon It wouldn't hurt to share...

Back in the days when we were kids, life was fun since child until responsibilities caught up unto us. We enjoyed every minute of life we lived cause most of the times was play time. Hide and seek, marbles, catching birds, racing with tires, teasing the girls, family games where the boy leader would play as the father and the leader of the girls would play as the mother. I guess match making started way early than we thought. The rest of the players would take different characters and there was also the dog of the family. Stupidity sometimes is funny. I remember when we wanted to live like street children cause no one told them anything. Little did we know how hard it was for them to get food or even they never slept on a comfortable bed. School was fun only during breaks and lunches. We couldn’t wait to finish eating so as to go the field and play until the bell rang. If the teacher never showed up, we would make noise all through. Boys talking about how last night’s wrestling...