Welcome, Guest: Register On Nairaland / LOGIN! / Trending / Recent / NewStats: 3,152,502 members, 7,816,194 topics. Date: Friday, 03 May 2024 at 07:25 AM |
Nairaland Forum / Entertainment / Literature / Literature/Writing Ads / Poetry Contest (36050 Views)
My Oga At The Top Poetry Contest (over N1.5 M naira worth) 24 hrs to go / Bassey Ikpi Announces Nigeria Trip And Poetry Contest #naijapoetryslam / Any Poetry Contest Sites 'round : (2) (3) (4)
(1) (2) (3) ... (21) (22) (23) (24) (25) (26) (27) (Reply) (Go Down)
Re: Poetry Contest by meexteriox(m): 9:58am On Nov 10, 2008 |
[center]Today, i remember my Dad Who is gone and i still miss him bad With a goya in his finger, He can tackle paranoia He is the very model of a moder pschoanalyst When Achike Udenwa calls, he agrees to be a panelist He treats with objectivity and disciplined sobriety All past and future traumas in our nuclear society His favourite couch, made of rubber foam, encased in fabric durable Whoever lives upon it should be comfortable and curable.[/center] Maedan, how was your weekend? Unlike me, hope it was worth the stipend? |
Re: Poetry Contest by richpitt(m): 12:15pm On Nov 10, 2008 |
A big ups to every1 wu has posted a comment here i must confess i really love and for doz wu dropped some stuffs on mother u gt me cryin n I had to call her to let her noe hw much more her love cud eva mean to me [i][/i]neva fink i cud match up with all the poems that has been posted earlier bt jst fink i shd drop this, easy on me plz ya'all I'm so confused, I mean I wanna let go… I wanna let go of all this pain, but I'm afraid I'll go insane… she may come back, I have some hope, but with everything else, how can I cope. I wanna let go… I'm gonna let go, but If I wait and see, will she come back to me?” |
Re: Poetry Contest by maedan(f): 12:15pm On Nov 10, 2008 |
@meexteriox my weekend was wet Worse than yours,I'll bet! sorry about ur dad, losing a loved one is sad. I hope u'll soon be a happier lad. @unwined, welcome, feel at ease, bake and rebake ur thoughts for a feast |
Re: Poetry Contest by richpitt(m): 12:21pm On Nov 10, 2008 |
I felt sad, because I realized that once people are broken in certain ways, they can't ever be fixed, and this is something that nobody ever tells you when you are young and it never fails to surprise you as you grow older as you see people in your life break one by one. I don't want someone because i'm scared for the ending. I’m scared to fall in love again, open up completely, and then just get shut out. Think about it, it's not a completely irrational fear. You give your heart away & then you just get it back but that one little piece is always gonna be missing. Everyone you give your heart away to takes a little piece of it with her/him, and eventually, what's left? They were right when they said love is the slowest form of suicide because her lips are laced with cyanide & I’m so addicted to her kiss, |
Re: Poetry Contest by richpitt(m): 3:10pm On Nov 10, 2008 |
God has given us two ears, but one tongue, to show that we should be swift to hear, but slow to speak. God has set a double fence before the tongue, the teeth and the lips, to teach us to be wary that we offend not with our tongue. |
Re: Poetry Contest by maedan(f): 8:03pm On Nov 10, 2008 |
For those who've ever lost a loved one I know exactly how you feel Sometimes you question the very essence of life You wonder bitterly what it really means My brother and sister were little They lived short but penetrating lives To me they made more impact to this world Than some people who have lived to be sixty I've never really talked about it It happened a long time ago The feeling of futility is still with me tho' Side by side with the stubborn spirit of Hope. |
Re: Poetry Contest by richpitt(m): 9:44am On Nov 13, 2008 |
to all those people who have lost there love ones, alwaiz keep it in mind that For every coming there will be a going and we meet to part and part to meet,it doesn't matter when,how and where u die what matters most is the sureness of the world after.When u were born u cried while others smile so leave ur life in the doctrine of God so when u die u will have cos to smile while others cry, @ all u are all tha bomb |
Re: Poetry Contest by richpitt(m): 11:48am On Nov 13, 2008 |
After a long walk, In a dry day to the grass root. A sunny day felt by the innermost of my head. My heart was breathing at an interval of one minute. The weather was stuffy leaving little air for me to live on. But, I found you at a prime time, In the middle of a day. Resusciated with your appealing scent of well-groomed, Dropping in millions like dews with every step u made. I approached you in a polite morale manner, But i was astuned i couldn't pronounce word with the look in your sparkling pupils. I smile with mystery, You chuckled shyly at my amazement before you cast off the spell. "When you are love by someone you love, You feel nothing but love" Everything is cool complemented with: colourfulclouds, fresh air, and the glittering of the sun. The laughter’s and humor, Our nonchalant gesture to our foe Being with u everything is eternally perfect Don’t leave me because every smile on your face tighten the knot of our friendship and unveil the truths. |
Re: Poetry Contest by franc1982(m): 10:21pm On Nov 26, 2008 |
home sweet home! |
Re: Poetry Contest by firestar(f): 12:20pm On Nov 28, 2008 |
Aww, Franc's back! Welcome home. One question though, Bro, where are this thread's pioneers? Especially Nilla, *they inspire me. Oh! its so lonely in here* Please bring them back! *sniffs* Pleeeease Franc? |
Re: Poetry Contest by franc1982(m): 8:13pm On Nov 28, 2008 |
@ Firestar Dat's y I got back. Never had so much fun writing as I did when this room was in full swing. Looking round the site for Nilla, Mac, Genial and Somegirl. If u find them b4 I do, tell them they're desperately WANTED. Let's get it rolling b4 they get back; they really would be proud we did. Members and guests, could u drop ur joint on 'Love'? We just got into the season, let it flow. |
Re: Poetry Contest by franc1982(m): 7:54pm On May 17, 2010 |
@firestar, track me on facebook : Egu Attah francis @u all, dat's where I've moved. |
Re: Poetry Contest by 9japple(m): 1:13pm On May 18, 2010 |
sorry dudes as the number one wordsmith in my domain i can't watch you all trifling with my field without lending my own lines so i begin first of all Rhymewright is the name i'm stuck with and my poetry is no mere fiction or myth it transcends all societal confines yet its from within i love this idea of a poetry contest lets take it a step further i suggest lets invite literary critics to judge us if the entry is wack, he shall flog us and if tight, virtually hug us permit me to insist that every 'poem' should have a rhyme pattern and yet pass a message please no dirt, trash, disses or phloem every nairalander has a 'right of passage' |
Re: Poetry Contest by Africanqueen2(f): 1:54am On May 21, 2010 |
CUTE GUY I met a cute guy who makes me tingle. Thoughts of him make me giggle. Its too bad he's not single. But I'm glad we can mingle. His smile makes my heart leap. His swagger makes me want to trip. Oh God! I need some tips. How can I handle this whole kit? When he touches me my heart beats. I think I blush, cause my cheek heats or is it flush? I do not know. Sight of him makes my insides scream. I'm sure he'll taste nice, just like whip cream. Or is it ice? I do not know. He makes me think fast, Thoughts of him always long last. My head is spinning, I think something else is ringing. Why do I feel this way? What would he say? Or should I just put on the radio and let it play, So we'll hold hands and let our body sway? Hmmm. . . Cute guy You make me tingle. Although you are not single, I'm glad we mingled. . . |
Re: Poetry Contest by ugo2u(m): 2:04am On May 21, 2010 |
out of the window i looked onto the gorgeous view my sight was instantly hooked on a rose bathing in the dew its petals with subtle curves with radiant color blushing red such a beautiful sight I love rooted graciously on the flower bed alas with all this beauty i see thorns thirsting for blood all attempts to touch came to naught no feet dare to trod but i do not worry on my face not a frown neither am i sorry for i have my own forever will i be glad for i have more than is due my soul merry like a lad one thing that i have is you |
Re: Poetry Contest by Nobody: 9:10am On May 22, 2010 |
So this kind of thread exists? where have i been. Am gonna do some write up pretty soon . . |
Re: Poetry Contest by finisher(m): 11:25am On May 24, 2010 |
True love is kind But so hard to find Though love is blind But sees via the mind. |
Re: Poetry Contest by jeythunder(m): 2:32pm On May 24, 2010 |
Piracy Piracy has gone round To everywhere things are found Taking a good look at me Will say I can’t be two or three So why is there A miming me who is rare And sometimes hard to see Though, he doesn’t have a complexion as me He pirates every move I make So fast even without a break A dark mischievous creature That sometimes walks in my favour He plays dirty tricks on me at night At a point, I began liking him right He follows me even to the meadow So, I named him my shadow. corpright: jey_d_poet 2006 http://mypoetryforum.com/mpf.php |
Re: Poetry Contest by Cokerr(m): 3:38pm On May 24, 2010 |
life can be so boring sometimes,so sickening what do you think why not grab your ink and put down what you feel |
Re: Poetry Contest by ugo2u(m): 2:32am On May 25, 2010 |
A BROKEN HEART A letter to my love sent through a dove a tale of a broken heart of love torn apart I never believed nor once dreamed that you will depart like a knife through my heart on my bed I roll pain taking its toll all day do I cry my throat parched dry oh what will it take from this nightmare to awake the answer to this? find a way to bliss my bliss lies with you my sweet morning dew come back my love my message through my dove |
Re: Poetry Contest by Caringpro(f): 4:54pm On May 25, 2010 |
POLITICAL LUNACY What are these? Wherefore:these found? Who and who:the paraders? And who:the perplexed? With minds unendingly uncouth, What goes round,ends nigh? Neek and neek;the scramble Our vast holdings,hustled- In our faces;with no hiding And sheepish;their follow: of the present predecessors Predicted:their ranges Though with funny reasons,paraded Debased in deceit: Their skin and skull deceived For from afar;we perceive- Their every filth and furry And like lunatics;they pick Every grocery with garbages, With no reasons and chasms Our holdings now in debris For their debaucheries must be completed O like peripatetic lunatic; They'll scatter: Our wares-in-common These wares must cease For we are now weary of their hasty weeding of our handy holdings All these notwithstanding: The lunatics are saintly ------------------CARINGPRO, |
Re: Poetry Contest by Cokerr(m): 9:01am On Jun 05, 2010 |
Its a cursed country people have been suffering we are crying they are smiling they eat because they have we die because we starve in poverty,we continue to roll the country is spinning out of control |
Re: Poetry Contest by firestar(f): 9:18am On Jun 10, 2010 |
Here I am. Cozy. Warm. Floating. I wonder if I could, Reach, Out, Aarh! My arms are short! Legs maybe, ? Yes! Come on legs! Comeon come- what's that?? Soft. And stretchy. And bouncy? *Kick* -x-x-x- ''Yeee-!!! Argh, , My , little Bunny, (Smirks) Honey? Come over here. Roo's, Angsty. There, place it here, Wait for i-(Gasp)!!! -x-x-x-x- Hey! That tickles! -x-x-x-x- |
Re: Poetry Contest by lee007(m): 5:12pm On Jun 10, 2010 |
This is Lagos Surrounded with water just like the earth You lie close to the Atlantic plate With streams criss-crossing your girdle What a beauty to behold from the birds Moving in and out in seasonal rhythm Even when the heaven weep Lagos never sleep Around here we see no limits However the scuffle, the struggle remains on The spirit of the town is sturdy Sterile like a well groomed stallion The thought of the island gives me ripples The city where I tasted my first apples In this street foxes are smarter Hunters roam the corners treacherously However taut the sheriffs keep vigil The daylight owes gets there feeding Here lie a people in endless chase Every one dreams of a big catch Huts here are tall and bold Towering from north to south This town is not for the dawdling For me survival here is a calling The homeward expedition is beaded Evidence is sprawling illumination of machines Still the foxes come along to feed How I wish I have my Dane here For all a care am in love with the aquatic Nothing refreshes like salt on my feet Decades from now the town will swell Hell knows nothing about the fury of Lagos Nomads will dump the heard just to see the sea Now I know why I am arrested by it The spirit of Las-gidi dwells within Omo-ekun’10[i][/i] |
Re: Poetry Contest by passion007: 8:59pm On Jun 11, 2010 |
Oh dearest me How can it be That i did not sooner find This brooding hive Of poetic jive That delights my mind? |
Re: Poetry Contest by Dozita(m): 8:14pm On Jun 21, 2010 |
i just looooooooooove poetry.been writing for quite a while and i hope to one day do something with it all.i'll come back to post later. |
Re: Poetry Contest by fotolord: 1:40am On Jul 10, 2010 |
Being away is not to stray away being alone is not to be lonely sowing a seed is not to grow a weed being in the rain is not to drain away being dry is not being dead |
Re: Poetry Contest by firestar(f): 9:47am On Sep 02, 2010 |
Shh! Don't tell. I've a secret 'n it's bubblin' like Ikogosi's spring wells. . . Come near, please come and keep tones under. . . And enjoy the beauty of twilight's natural wonder. See that? Did you see that bird? Its plumage of browns, reds, and yellows over there-- in the shadow. . . This is my escape, you see. Escape from all the nonsense and I sigh. . . Nakama. . . this is one of the ways I praise the Most High. |
Re: Poetry Contest by jeythunder(m): 10:43am On Sep 03, 2010 |
alright folks, I haven't been around lately but this is one of the works i Did during my travels enjoy, CLARINET Spin a wave little lass conjuring air, skies and rivers life after death you call it hope of eternity isn't lost Recoil and sharpen me madam blemished blasphemous being of Adam the tale of ten thunders fill me head, clears my blunders Wave forms; tattle tales fill the air; shrieking wails seeing is believing I’m left there nude and shivering I shall rise upon Zion with its King and great Lion the girl with the thing we do stare weapon of music that tore me bare |
Re: Poetry Contest by Buchiogiso(m): 8:18pm On Sep 13, 2010 |
firestar: i kinda liked the imagery u employed in this one. here is one that am really proud of. say what u tink THE UNBORN DEAD First I am liquid, only one of many fluids, I cause no trouble, am serene, like the druids Even then I’m alive, though filled with uncertainty. Thinking, what is this sac that holds me in captivity? Time passes; I grow in body and mind. When do I get noticed by the parent mind? Why pour these hot fluids on me? They burn me. Imbibe more fruits. They develop and form me. Oh I’ve been noticed, now, no more foods come. Aha! How restless the parent mind has become. Now I have an idea. Too young to let me stay And little stones come. For what purpose I pray? Stop the stones. They turn me back to blood Am I deformed, my limbs, they refuse to bud Oho! They’ve stopped. Do I have time to re-grow? I sense a larger space out. Have I enough to show? But I have to struggle. I sense my minder worried. Am I that much trouble? She seems so harried. Where are you going? Oh no! I sense danger here. Wait! Wait! My screams are not loud enough to hear Um wait. Won’t I find out what I have to give? Am I to be killed before I have a chance to live? Aha! The sword of Damocles, it sucks me out of my harbor Sliding fitfully into oblivion, I scream pitifully, ET TU' DOCTOR! |
Re: Poetry Contest by Omoosedabi: 11:59pm On Sep 13, 2010 |
For how long will i walk in solitude? Often times love seems so harsh and rude As time flies away, i dread my patience will diminish O! Will it ever end, will my tears ever finish? The picture of the moments of love lingers in my mind Am willing to try once more, but don't know what i might find Life seems fair, but fairer will it be if i get entangled in the web of love and get its flame rekindled For now, my love is for me, myself and I This i will do till the day i see love with my naked eyes I will sing love songs to myself and console myself with laughter Call me lonely, it suits me, it is all about me, only me matters Don't let this give you a picture of me having the delusion of grandeur But for how long can i hold on to my wits? how long can i endure? I will hold on to it, for as long as the sun rises and the star twinkles One day the fairy will find me and stay with me till my face wrinkles Am writing this piece for seriously searching fellows; the singles Desperation is a sign of weakness; seek love with patience Frustration is a sign of feeble-mindedness; it will increase your tense Open your heart to love, around it erect no fence. |
Re: Poetry Contest by femmy2010(m): 3:54am On Sep 16, 2010 |
Nigeria's Democracy, Government of the PEOPLE and for the PEOPLE, Who are d PEOPLE? The creame de la creame are the PEOPLE and the masses are the people and democracy is not meant for them. |
(1) (2) (3) ... (21) (22) (23) (24) (25) (26) (27) (Reply)
Where To Download Novels / Download Any Novel Or Magazine U Want (RIGHT NOW)
(Go Up)
Sections: politics (1) business autos (1) jobs (1) career education (1) romance computers phones travel sports fashion health religion celebs tv-movies music-radio literature webmasters programming techmarket Links: (1) (2) (3) (4) (5) (6) (7) (8) (9) (10) Nairaland - Copyright © 2005 - 2024 Oluwaseun Osewa. All rights reserved. See How To Advertise. 64 |