Poetry

THE NOBEL PEACE PHONE CALL GOLDEN CALL

This poem was written without prejudice to any person or group but to encourage non-violent elections and peaceful transition of governments in Africa.

The seed was planted by an evil prophesy

We heard it whispered many years ago

It ate up our faith like cancer and unleashed fear in us

Like a weed it grew stronger each day, watered by...

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March 16 2015

This poem is about the brawl that went viral March 16, 2015. I was outraged by what I saw and it compelled me to write this poem.

Ella Shannon

March 16, 2015

Bitch! Bitch! Bow! Knock! She drops.

Fist swinging feet flying

Stupid Hoe! Bam! Slam! She’s still throwing blows.

Wait! Stop! She’s not moving

Fuck that Bitch she aint bout that life

Video rolling while roaring laughter...

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FORSAKEN TRADITION

FORSAKEN TRADITION IS ALL ABOUT THE RICH TRADITION THAT WAS LATER WIPED OFF BY THE COLONIAL MASTERS IN THE COLONIAL ERA

As we sit waiting in our illusion mind We await none but of the elusive time The birds in their nest Yet we think not what is best When their creepy noise is at...

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My Oluwadetan

The poem is for a beautiful lady, a firiend (Oluwadetan is her name) who has been helpful in nurturing my talent. Assisting me in several works. The poem is self-expressive.

My Oluwadetan

I have read the minds of mortals like books with thousand pages

Scanned through hearts of creatures in a blink of an eye

Watched the glam of starry nights

Through the crescent birth of time in...

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My Bride

I wrote this poem on Last Valentine's day, 2015. I was inspired by all the touches of red and white, beautiful faces and the words just flowed in me like a fluid released from...

Ambience of passion with a ray of rarity

My love as come like a dove from above

Dressed in a flesh of spectacle like the queen of Sheba

Adorned with a tint of carnelian and glitter

Freezing all...

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Lost 2

My recent emotion.

The world is dark,

we're taught its a cruel place

yet it can still be the most magnifiecent.

We are told life is beautiful

but we go to school then work till we are unable then pass away.

How...

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Sally the Salamander

The poem is about the day that I graduated college.

Sally the Salamander*   congratulations i said to you on the day i saw you last  when we got our diplomas our parents' proud faces shone  shiny diamonds in the crowd bamboozled our...

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To my wandering heart

when your heart wanders away you ant to bring it back with a couple of words

To my wandering heart

Escape the clutches of chemistry

Appreciate vapour

Be blinded never again

Heal fast,rise,smile,

And start over again...

To my wandering heart

Decieve not,embrace hope

Remember me,I need thee still.

Come clean,come in,make merry

Hasten not,even if thou desires

Make me shed...

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Be patient

the poem is about youth who rush into things and end up in a situation where regrets haunt them to bed while they soak in their predicament.

I wrote this poem after i saw a...

Be patient don't hurry things

You might hurry your death,

Wait, watch do not blink.

Good things come to those who wait.

Be patient don't look back,

you might stuck in the past.

Focus on whats looming,

Opportunities knock once.

Be patient...

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Silence

Things not said. Some things good: some things bad. The short line of poetry allow one to express views such as silence. Silence indeed a great fortress we in life have to defeat. Inside...

Silence tip toe its ways all around us  Record acts when we think; no one is there  Hiding in dark shadows from visual sight  And can not be seen; anywhere  Basements, storerooms and...

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