Rhymes

Nothing guarantess a great future,
like a great future,
one cannot feature,
in a future,
that one can't picture,
guys please keeep your dreams alive by picturing your great future.

          @ ifyalways
thanks dear,
i like posting here,
i love rhymes.

the first tuesday before friday
is usually my pay day

but i get broke even before the D-day
its not my fault i just like to shop on E-bay

not a very good thing if i may say
but i can't help it if it makes me feel okay

my friends tell me to stop but i say NAY!
its my life and i'll live it my own way

hmnm, what a dry day
it was all hype and no pay
but what am i to say

all those fuzzy dudes
and their effusive crudes

oh dear why should i complain
when all the guys don't come plain

since no one bought me any gift
i have to give myself a soul lift
and be careful to stay adrift

with all my heart, i say
happy val to myself and all those giftless rhymers.
HAPPY VAL

@ ANGEL & All

I've seen quite some Vals
And I've met some cool gals

I've been to the Isles
And I've met unusual pals

I've heard the frogs croak
And I've seen the Priest's cloak

- I've seen the good,
Believe me, and the crook
I've seen some food
Yours sincerely, and a hungry cook.

But why worry so
A pig's good as a sow
Angel, the breath of your soul
Without a Val gift from a Princely soul
Is God's greatest gift to tow

Happy Val
Rhyming pal

Her eyes burn bright,
even in the darkest of nights,
when I look at her, I like what I see,
He who made Abraham, surely made thee,
though she scolds me sometimes,
for not making the best use of my time,
I know she's very true,
when she says I love you.
I'll give her my coat of gold,
even if it means I die in the cold,
no tick or art,
can diminish the love in her heart,
she showers love on the rich and poor,
she cares for the girl next door.
One day I'll take her to Aberdeen,
so she can fulfill her childhood dream,
of visiting Scotland,
a country of high and lowlands,
The most important thing I've learned,
as far as I am concerned,
is to always love, cherish and adore my MOTHER.

meexteriox

i don't know why i write so sad
but pray tell me is it so bad?

i find that despair gets me inspired
it's still a mystery my writing gets admired

a part of me is really happy and bright
but for some reason the other side gets me to write

i think too many people focus on the cheerful side of life
but what about the  pain, hunger and strife?

Still not Believing

I still find it so hard to believe
that you're not going to be mine
Cos you're so fine and nice to me.
It’s so bad I couldn't define my love to you,
In a refined way.
Just like yesterday
When we use to wine and dine together
I felt it will continue like that
Not knowing God has designed a place for you
And now you're far away
That I can't even see the sign of your sunshine.
I won't afford to play a lady for a dice again
Cos this has really declined my spirit so much.
But this is not the right time to resign
Cos I can still fall back on line
If God wants to be precise.
I need someone's advice to put me back on the track
As I feel like finding a device
To take me to where she resides
Cos am paying the price of silence
And won't let it happen twice.
Cos if it does, I will have to slice myself
Call myself a "swine" that needs to be beheaded
at the shrine of Ogun
For being a *****.

Angel empy, i mistakenly posted the upper reply through a friend's username (also a nairalander).  I stumbled upon this ryhme i wrote years back during NYSC in Jos, hope you enjoy it.

They found me in Kuru
A pleasant little town close to Bukuru;

They found me living in a shaded brick home
In a wide avenue with trees like dome;

They found me alone
Frantically battling with a chicken bone;

They found me living a comfortable life
Certainly not one short of rife;

They found me looking very lean
though, i still appeared clean;

They found me after tedious and difficult search
After four years of dead ends and endless research-

But they found me,

Colors, your rhymes are so real
that i'm tempted to strike a deal

though i'm not so good at rhymes
yet i promise u motivational lines

that might keep u standing
on whatever you are doing

stay cool and alive
while u read from my rhythmic archive

No condition is permanent
Though it may seems persistent.
You may not be convenient
At the moment
But keep being patient
To come across your God-sent.

Don't try to relent
On Your commitment
Though the road may be rough and bent.

Don't be despondent
As to quit your establishment
Cuz this may destroy your destined achievement

Don't consent
To the evil ways others went
Instead be prudent
With your talent
To invent things of great enjoyment
For the whole continent.

your effort may seems spent and solvent
Yet remain consistent
Standing by what is your talent
Though u could do with little and helpful adjustment.

Though all comments
May not always be good judgement
Yet don't feel incompetent.

Good compliments
Will complement
your accomplishment
But it could also make u overconfident
Which might be at your detriment.

Lastly,your movement
At any moment
Should be aimed at improvement.

Hope it makes sense
but if u think it doesn't
well i'll take no offense
because to me i feel it's just a hint

The place to be
Is nowhere
But here
You see

i see valant men blowing there trumpet
this remind me when i read macbeth
everyman his shield held abreast
fighting battles,no rest
every rhymes echoes above the clouds
alas my brothers ,even the lads
you all should keep rhyming till the end
like our country we need to defend