Poetry Contest

Look, it is high time you people start scrutinizing poems before you hail them. People cannot continue to copy poems from elsewhere and dump them here yet true artists'll be showering praises on them.

@franc182

I noticed your second poem ever posted on this thread was taken from the website
www.consumating.com

the others are made up of lines individually littering every where. So I know you developed e unique technique of assembling poems. All the same sha, that very next poem you submitted after toni, it was from someone else's blog. So personally, I'm afraid of posting my poem here against the danger of it being dismantled and reassembled on some other website as another person's work.

MY CONFESSION


Everyday i blame myself
i had someone as precious as you
a diamond i cannot trade
but it seems i don't care much
am sorry its not that i didn't care about you
i have wanted to call a million times
to apologize for not keeping my love right with you
sometimes i stood alone
i picture how beautiful the world is
i despise it because you are not her with me
you are right if you hate me
i can't imagine myself forgiven you
had you treated me this same way
but my heart tells me you still love me
and i know you do

You have taken a piece of me
so precious that if i loose it
my life will never be the same again
please i am guilty of all charges
find somewhere in your heart
and consider my appeal
i still want to be part of your life
to share in your pain, sorrow and joy
to be beside you
to hold you when you fall
my life will be incomplete
if one day i wake up
and don't find you by my side
i love you more than you think i do

         acandav

what do i say now?

hello peps, is there any Nigerian Poetry Contest available.

at least we should praise ourselves, then selling or stuff to them white sticks, 

holla back if there is any, would love to participate.

thanks

 Behold the lake

sleek as silver fish out of silence
i settle rest against the sickle tree
to catch a glimpse of it once again
to behold the lake

there's gleam of gold and green and scarlet
as the light fell amongst the leaves and trailing orchids
what a wonderful view, so terrific
the cloying sweetness of it all
the profusion and privacy it affords
from the streets hustle and burstle
like a sanctuary, where i lay my thoughts
bare,against the sun and moon

like a lily flower
i toss my head up
humn,the soft damp air
heavy with the scent of ginger flowers
sleekly fishes jump in and out
sailing spread like a sea bird's wing
running before the night wind

now the sky black and starless
the still waters,now dark
the moon that will rise today ,
a dying moon.
one day,when it rises new and young
with stars so bright
there i'll come in early light
to catch a glimpse of it once more
to behold the lake!

Poem written after visiting the Nike Lake resort in Enugu

@hola2ng

Thanks a lot. I think yours is good too. Give us some more!

Mountains of Viva calls (1)

Sitting on her soul for yet another time
Bound by the fiery shackle of sweet-hatred
For love, they did love her she believed
And bound, they did bound her,
bound by that filthy love
Which endears them yet flares their passion,
Passion to understand her cowardly courage,
to break away.
Die to live was her passion or live, live, Viva in death.
To bend her will was their resolve.

Trust worthy she is, they eloquently cried
for her presence, her presence!
Viva! For Viva she cried. Viva Zapata,
Father’s final words invariably, is final,
She craved for sweet recklessness…Viva
What would it be like to be lost,
lost in your bare mountains?
anger and fear, ignition key to determination

Time to do her own thing, stars shone in her eyes,
enough to see through the dark diamond mine of Solomon
The wooing sound of the wind calls her by name
Faraway in the bare mountains
With a perpetual smile she answered
Viewing the world from an adult’s eye
yet with the innocence of a child

How much I’ve longed for you. Viva
Viva! Viva!! Viva!!!
I taste your rain on my tongue,
Your sun on my back. Ha, freedom is life
No roof, no staff of bread, but only now
Just her faith in her fate is enough
Unbound from the fiery shackle of sweet –sorrow
Freedom is to live. She lives!
Now her soul is in her soul, in its place.


Story of a young girl craving to live her life and be free from parental domination

Lilian 2007

@ hansibone

still waiting to read your stuff

@hansibone

its good. But,i'd like to read what you've done on nature. Then, what/who's Damon Hill? you?

@ hansibone

ok. I wait

@  hansibone

i'm waiting,where r u?
 

@ACAN

stop sending your poems to poetry.com, they are rogues. I've actually reported their issue to the EFCC

thanks denex for your concent

You all should contact Seun if you would like to see nairaland participate in the National Poetry Competition to be sponsored by First Bank Nigeria.