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The glow of the garden was known to few, They were aware of beyond the view; A choir of madness that speaks of renew, A shadow of light that fell from...
View this entryShe is an enigma, A wonder, a dream; She is a beauty, A flower, a scene. Beyond the horizon, I've searched, I've prayed; Looking in silence, Lost and amazed.
View this entryThey've tiptoed along the morning dew As clouds above where nothing new; Where is the end the rainbow reached? They've crawled from oceans to drowning rivers As worlds collided in mountains of shivers;
View this entryI was curious. What runs in the mind of the deaf? Their thoughts are buried and unknown so i decided to give everybody the opportunity to see what lies in the mind of the...
Watching Watching them singing, Clapping and jumping and dancing, they seem to be enjoying enjoying every bit of the grooving And i've been wishing that my deformity isn't hearing Maybe i wouldn't have been...
View this entryThis piece is more of a stress release from my past relationship. a summary of a start and ending of my once had love life. The break up and the pain caused and felt...
she was...
dressed like those in show biz in saintly days of yore,
with an insense of fresh roses more my nose had to implore,
not so dark the skin tone beauty my eyeshad to explore,
shuffled alphabets...
View this entryI am purposefully and wonderfully made in God
When you look at a work of Art, many of times it makes no sense
But you are drawn to it; it makes you feel things you can’t...
I am work of Art
Many walk this earth seeking purpose
Trying to make sense of who they are
The moment of my birth my purpose was revealed
Every bone that was broken
Every time the physician operated on...
View this entryI am purposefully and wonderfully made in God
When you look at a work of Art, many of times it makes no sense
But you are drawn to it; it makes you feel things you can’t...
I am work of Art
Many walk this earth seeking purpose
Trying to make sense of who they are
The moment of my birth my purpose was revealed
Every bone that was broken
Every time the physician operated on...
View this entryIt's about the police brutality towards blacks in America.
America,
a perfect lie cascaded in gold globally.
Ferguson, a testimony to my truth.
Safety, an alien neighbour,
Justice, a dead friend.
Hands up, don't shoot!
America, Missouri, Ferguson.
Washington waddled helplessly
under the strain of American Oxygen.
High school to Prison, systematic...
View this entryIn the poem evil is identified by night fall, and when
day break evil is lessen
The sun could be hard something but its more
safer them night.
Day, night are opposite of each other
AS A Warrior A.G Ogbenigho Odiri
The clock shies away,
Night the undressed bride
Holds pathway,
Upon her might peeps her pride.
Our anus open, that’s sag!
‘Now too chilled some lag’
When the sun drop dead as a warrior
And I...
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