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|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 8:09pm On Dec 31, 2015|
Carnival you say it's Africa so I guess it's carnival even in Xmas
Nooooo I'm too emosh remember @writting mine
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by E383: 8:11pm On Dec 31, 2015|
Lol. You are one now. Having indicated interest in poetry.
OK. Let this be your first.
I am waiting to read from you.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 8:18pm On Dec 31, 2015|
lol.. it's not Xmas carnival... it's new year carnival..
it is done almost in every street, estate & borough in Nigeria - christians and Muslims celebrate it together
besides , it's not an African thingy but a normal phenomenon... Carnivals are done before the season of Lent in the Gregorian calendar(Catholic church)
**most poets are emosh.... I'm sure you'd do great if you decide to pen something...
I'd like to read something from you ..
please do so
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 8:35pm On Dec 31, 2015|
I just picture carnival in a hot country I mean. We can't have carnival here so it's good ol fashion pagan light worshiping this time of year because the sun sets so early... Wish we could have a street carnival now
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 8:36pm On Dec 31, 2015|
Ok... I'm looking for an editor though
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by E383: 8:42pm On Dec 31, 2015|
Post it, will edit it and then you make corrections.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 8:48pm On Dec 31, 2015|
No not now
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by E383: 9:01pm On Dec 31, 2015|
. Thats a decoy. You are running away.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 9:09pm On Dec 31, 2015|
Would you say you're good at poetry?
I have written one but I was gonna send it to llaykorn who I'd ask to edit and post for me unanimously
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 9:25pm On Dec 31, 2015|
SOLIDARITY WITH ADVERSARY
This meek peasant's reminiscing - let him dish it in an instant,
Love never dwelled inside this district,
Malignant thoughts caressed our instincts,
Acerbic words on all our kissers - we cursed and curses caused some lesions,
we made awful decisions, and we wasn't really patient,
we were vitriolic, and our baneful words brought abrasions,
lacerations, deriding and account deactivations,
even perused Thesauruses - to grammatically diss our opposition,
I hope this piece can preach the peace - and help in bridging up the distance,
for instance....shut your eyes.....picture me and Nubian Kissing,
Amidst smogs of Egyptian incense,
or me and Tashaa swishing,
me and Truck in deep allegiance,
Lala thinks I'm still indecent,
I regret and I'm sorry - no facade, no faux, no pretence,
Friends uniting with foes - Moors residing with Christians,
am I a wishful wisher - are these just verbs of a feeble nuisance?
2015 says Aloha - in 2016 we'll make the difference,
Dedicated to Nubian113 cherryice, Tashaamania and all ma frienemies ...
also to luxanne and creamish and cherlene.. and laveda and Kimburlyie too..sinizia, mhizkel and estharfabian
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|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by joseph1832(m): 9:49pm On Dec 31, 2015|
darkenedrebel:Is this a poem or did you just drop a bar?
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by E383: 10:41pm On Dec 31, 2015|
I am not good at all. llaykorn is my teacher. Send it to llaykorn, he'll do the needful.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by E383: 10:41pm On Dec 31, 2015|
Loool. Its looking like rap.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sinizia: 11:00pm On Dec 31, 2015|
Rebel, e be like say na rap you drop o.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 11:17pm On Dec 31, 2015|
He's just showing off as usual loved reading that still @ rebel.
Good evening King,
A very happy new year to an ol friend. What's the plan?
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sinizia: 11:24pm On Dec 31, 2015|
He's good with words, the only mistake was that he didn't put it in poem form, but it's nice. I love it.
Evening Queen. Happy new year to my troublesome friend whom I love fiercely.
Would've taken you out on a casual date if I was anywhere near you, but since I ain't, I'm gonna spend the night listening to the sound of firecrackers in my street and watching In The Heart Of The Sea. Have you seen the movie before?
BTW, the pic below is for You, Cherryice, Lala, Danbrownmf, Llaykorn and Rebel, my online buddies. Y'all rock.
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|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 6:50am On Jan 01, 2016|
but Nigeria has been chilly the past few weeks - mainly cos of the arid harmattan. .....
Happy new year dimple .... may all your heart desires come through ...
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 5:27am On Jan 02, 2016|
I just saw this
Aaaah you big softie
Right back at ya.... My nigga
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|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Apelex(m): 8:28pm On Jan 02, 2016|
As I lay here wit grief and resentment.
I think of her smile,
Its so sad
I regret my actions
I regret my unconscious decisions
I regret everething
Time flies by and I get scared
Scared to loose my soulmate
Sacred to loose my engine
For she has driven me all these years
It is as though I ask for a rewind of time from grandfather in the sky
The feeling of sheer depression sinks into my brain
Mentally nd emotionally depressed I am
All seems to be valiant a of my troubles
Scared I am to the very elm of time
I miss her smile
She was so full of life
I cant stop thinking of her
The way she held me so strong all these years,
Her believe and love 4 me,
For sadness is my only friend.
POEM BY APELEX……..
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|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by uyisteven(m): 2:40pm On Jan 03, 2016|
Am lykin dis alredi...
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Olakunle007(m): 11:17pm On Jan 11, 2016|
My tongue sticks to hers
Rotating in an anti clockwise
With its tip pitching her teeth gum
Claiming the audacity of love.
My saliva crosses the border
Like the meeting of two rivers
The taste changes in zero second
Sweet sour like honey salt.
My lips clutch to hers
Well paint with her make ups
Wide open to give the way
Moving in direction with hers.
My eyes close in anticipation
Paying treacherous respect no one requests
Serving as line to my heart
A romanticize contact, I say
My hands grab her hips
The best posture I ever recommend
Perambulating on her behind
Resting well as one in paradise.
©Sotikare Olakunle Taiwo
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Oahray: 9:48am On Feb 13, 2016|
Hmmm... It's quiet. Too quiet.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by joseph1832(m): 8:38pm On Feb 16, 2016|
Oahray:Silence, must be heard.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 2:07pm On Mar 05, 2016|
This dome might be a bit inappropriate to post this but fück it. So much school work have made me forgotten how much I enjoy composing these hubristic rhetorics.
,.composed in a train...
The D of TRANQUILITY
I hear a wailing piano in a tear-furrowed concerto/ where wheedling diminuendo overlaps razor-sharp crescendo/...When an inexpugnable force/jams immovable thoughts/You know the answer: the crucible will be buried in the salt/
This sacrosanct Schröndinger cat - give heebie-jeebies in clacks/and bukake the Blarney stone for the gift of the gab/
Niccolo Machiavelli on a vertical groove/with a golden lung that emits omnidirectional tunes/Me and the sorceress are wrapped beneath the cloak of the moon/We swap flüids then smoke the relics of a Serbian wolf/
Hobbesian absolutism is seedily established/in this Godzillah Zillah God whose nous is outlandish/Ectoplasmic mass of sentience, parallel brains that could ravish/and align pathos with bathos to do literary damage/..In the year of Anglo-Saxons - my prose civilized a savage/
The Earl of Vikings grew envious...He called it pants & dumb luck/...so I clubbed the Earl in combat...I'm Ragnar Lothbrok/
James Holmes on a killing spree - weaponizing a millipede/The eerie Optician to the eye on the pyramid/
They gave me the term of opprobrium/in a spatial emporium/till I iambized tragedians in a 12-hour symposium/
In the disciplines of Literature, the Rebel's sublime/Art, Philosophy, Politics..three-quarter of Science/Method of Loci to memorize the tenets he writes/A proper genius - scientists pitching tents in his mind/
Hegel and Plato schooled his clan/he bears the Nubian brand/Some call him the Renaissance three-dimensional Vitruvian Man/
He's more of a myth, blind thurifer, supersensible priest/dripping of the healing liquid of the Lazarus Pit/
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|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by ELYMAXiimus(m): 6:42pm On Mar 05, 2016|
Lwkm. I don miss this guy
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Mstings: 10:43pm On Apr 08, 2016|
Need revenues for this porm
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by llaykorn: 11:31pm On Apr 08, 2016|
Mstings, can you type it out? I can't see the words.
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by akike: 11:19pm On Apr 09, 2016|
Daretodiffer, can you send a mail please?
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by llaykorn: 7:57pm On Apr 10, 2016|
What's your address? My NL mailbox is not working. You can mail me at email@example.com
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by joseph1832(m): 8:32pm On Apr 10, 2016|
|Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by HaroldFinch(m): 3:54pm On Apr 18, 2016|
Felt like sharing..... Reviews please.... constructive ones, don't crucify.
We all know you're smart
Google lined up on the tartars of your gown
Poised erect, all gloomy and shiny
On the media for us to see
The emptiness in your drum
A beat you've been itching to touch
We all know you're kind-hearted
When with fingers, camera and sound
All imagery filled with farce abound
Smeared with smiley faces of your
Ego-riented kindness are all loud
Spare us your misery, we'll swipe away
We all know how pretty you've become
Your public display has fed our eyes
We needn't pay for a private show
We got it in High Definition for free
Even more, your silent pains that harbour
the horrors that lie beneath your smiles
We all know how rich you are
And that your display is quite necessary
Cars, Houses and clothes of no equal
We've found joy on your expensive timeline
And the bitterness you find in helping the poor
But don't be ashamed, we'll keep pretending we like you
We all know how happy your family is
We only dont get to see behind the scenes
And the horror you put your spouse to
But display it, flaunt it, we'll like
Again and again, and pray, and curse
But our minds tell us the truth
Like the fact of death, it never deceives
We are well aware of your arrival
i blog at poeticpopcorn.blogspot.com
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