One of the entries that impressed us in this Valentine Giveaway Contest was “Needles Don’t Kiss”, a pretty short poem scribbled by an up-and-coming creative named Lyambee Sade Aorabee. Narrowly missing out on top spot in the poetry category, this piece emerged first runner-up.
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He was a man
I was a stone.
He sat on me.
Our friendship went smooth.
He was a man
I, a woman-with-testicles,
Our marriage went fine.
He acted the boss.
I played the clown,
There was peace.
He toddled as a lover.
I was his pander.
He saw me as a friend indeed.
He was a king,
I, his praise-singer.
He loved it all.
He wanted to be an academic.
I aspired to be a critic.
He managed to stomach it.
He stood full length
And drummed his chest.
I twitched my ears
And two blind men
Met on a log-bridge
And the friendship drowned.
Needles can’t kiss.
About The Contributor:
Lyambee Sade Aorabee is a creative writer and independent record producer from Jalingo, Taraba State. He has been published in the Lunaris Review. Lyambee is currently pursuing a degree in Sociology at the Nasarawa State University, Keffi.
