I am old now and the moon wanes
As the winter settles on the weather vanes,
This moment at the back end of my days
Of the gutter and the passageways,
I've seen it all, the crumbling street
The dead leaves fall about my feet,
The glories of my life unfurled
Are but the silent horrors of the world.
In the gathering gloom I press my hands
And hope that someone understands,
The sorrow and the darkening sky
Of grief and the muffled cry.

The evening creeps and holds itself
A hostage of the coming night,
Cradles in its arms and starts to sleep.
Waking up to dreams it breaths, it's lungs
Bear witness to the gift of tongues.
I hear a voice, distant voices and the sound of rumbling.
"Remember child, that the ways of youth are wild
Do not hesitate nor twist your fate
On promises that may never pass
Nor lose that time that you must win,
It will not pass again".

She smiles, her wrinkled face
Like paper crepes run highways
From her eyes,
She has no smell as if the memories
Had been washed away.
I think of the old days
Of perfume and cologne.
I am alone.
I imagine trees of feathered boughs
Lined with wings of dead sparrows
I see deaths birth and what it farrows.

And even now, I think of the coming light
To ward against the deadening night,
Dream of warmth and of the rose,
Of slumber and the long repose.

GidiQuotes:

Wetin cause teeth?

llaykorn:


Wetin cause teeth?

I day feel am

GidiQuotes:

I day feel am

Do a critique of it na.

llaykorn is there any difference between Poems(written) and Spoken Word Poetry?

desmondDessi:
llaykorn is there any difference between Poems(written) and Spoken Word Poetry?

Basically, spoken word is performance-based poetry, but pieces that will be performed as spoken word are usually structured in some slightly different way to most of the conventional poems we see. The structure of spoken word pieces usually tends to focus more on the performance of the words themselves, the dynamics of tone, gestures and facial expressions. In some way, spoken word poetry can be likened to rap music without the beats. I'm talking about some real rap here.

This is beautiful Ilaykorn... Welcome back.
So well crafted, wonder how you did it.

llaykorn:


Basically, spoken word is performance-based poetry, but pieces that will be performed as spoken word are usually structured in some slightly different way to most of the conventional poems we see. The structure of spoken word pieces usually tends to focus more on the performance of the words themselves, the dynamics of tone, gestures and facial expressions. In some way, spoken word poetry can be likened to rap music without the beats. I'm talking about some real rap here.

Oh I see....can one do a spoken word performance without rhyming?

desmondDessi:

Oh I see....can one do a spoken word performance without rhyming?

Yes, sure. There is actually no mandatory manner in which to perform spoken word.

herald9:
This is beautiful Ilaykorn... Welcome back.

So well crafted, wonder how you did it.

You wan dey whine State...

How have you been?

desmondDessi, watch this spoken word clip by this young Somalian who calls himself 'Mustafa The Poet' if you'll like it. It's the best spoken word clip I've seen in months.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJ-sVZ4ZpG8

llaykorn:


Yes, sure. There is actually no mandatory manner in which to perform spoken word.

Ok...hav u done any?

llaykorn:
desmondDessi, watch this spoken word clip by this young Somalian kid who calls himself 'Mustafa The Poet' if you'll like it. It's the best spoken word clip I've seen in months.


https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FJ-sVZ4ZpG8

ok thanks

desmondDessi:

Ok...hav u done any?

LOL. No, I haven't done any. If ever I get some things about it right enough, I might do a studio recording someday, or a video recording sef.

High five sire

wow! Wow! Wow! *Clapping* I'm proud of you, boss.

OMA4U:
wow! Wow! Wow! *Clapping* I'm proud of you, boss.

What would be able the likes of us to do if not for the generous sips we took from the knowledge-filled cups of the likes of you, sir?

Thanks, President!

AlNelssyn:
High five sire

Thumbs up, sire! I haven't seen you post for some time. What's up, bro?

llaykorn:


Thumbs up, sire! I haven't seen you post for some time. What's up, bro?

Yea...My Writting Bank is Empty bcoz 'I am Old now'.....lolzzzzz

desmondDessi:
llaykorn is there any difference between Poems(written) and Spoken Word Poetry?

See ur answer here....
https://www.nairaland.com/1111289/spoken-word-vs-poetry

llaykorn:
I am old now and the moon wanes
As the winter settles on the weather vanes,
This moment at the back end of my days
Of the gutter and the passageways,
I've seen it all, the crumbling street
The dead leaves fall about my feet,
The glories of my life unfurled
Are but the silent horrors of the world.
In the gathering gloom I press my hands
And hope that someone understands,
The sorrow and the darkening sky
Of grief and the muffled cry.

The evening creeps and holds itself
A hostage of the coming night,
Cradles in its arms and starts to sleep.
Waking up to dreams it breaths, it's lungs
Bear witness to the gift of tongues.
I hear a voice, distant voices and the sound of rumbling.
"Remember child, that the ways of youth are wild
Do not hesitate nor twist your fate
On promises that may never pass
Nor lose that time that you must win,
It will not pass again".

She smiles, her wrinkled face
Like paper crepes run highways
From her eyes,
She has no smell as if the memories
Had been washed away.
I think of the old days
Of perfume and cologne.
I am alone.
I imagine trees of feathered boughs
Lined with wings of dead sparrows
I see deaths birth and what it farrows.

And even now, I think of the coming light
To ward against the deadening night,
Dream of warmth and of the rose,
Of slumber and the long repose.

Reading this poem for the second time, all I could think of is: "this is a masterpiece."

OMA4U:


Reading this poem for the second time, all I could think of is: "this is a masterpiece."

I concur.

Llaykorn is gifted

OMA4U:


Reading this poem for the second time, all I could think of is: "this is a masterpiece."

*bows.

Thanks, sir.

AllNaijaBlogger:


I concur.

Llaykorn is gifted

You, with that your village Igbo accent.

Thank you.

llaykorn:


You, with that your village Igbo accent.

Thank you.

I'm not igbo

AllNaijaBlogger:



I'm not igbo

Where are you from?

llaykorn:



Where are you from?

That's a story for another time.

AllNaijaBlogger:



That's a story for another time.

Someone is ashamed of his roots. Smh.

joseph1832:
Someone is ashamed of his roots. Smh.

Okay....I'm originally from Zimbabwe

AllNaijaBlogger:



Okay....I'm originally from Zimbabwe

Colonial mentality is when someone is ashamed of his roots and claim another mans country in an attempt to be funny. .

Llaykorn am I lying?

joseph1832:
Colonial mentality is when someone is ashamed of his roots and claim another mans country in an attempt to be funny. .

Llaykorn am I lying?

Yes, Joseph! That's what always saddens me when it comes to our people. I wonder if they will ever be completely free from the shackles of colonial mentality.

Signs Of Colonial Mentality:

1. When someone claims they are from Zimbabwe when they are actually from Nigeria.

2. When they try to avoid telling people where they are from.

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