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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by TILK(m): 2:53am On May 13, 2016
See now am wary of life scared of anything that has breath Sin is my only friend Heaven has rejected me I have been cast out of paradise And o in a disgusting fashion The Bible holds no meaning to me anymore Call me aetheist But am just a boat without a captain A ship without a crew That flows wherever the waves leads it to
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sirjay(m): 9:06am On May 16, 2016
Don't be sad

When the tears approach
When your heart rents to pieces
When your knees weaken
And your body can't take the hurt
Oh my love.. Don't be sad

When problems descend
When fears encroach
When evils envelope
And darkness is all you see
Oh my love.. Don't be sad

When the light at the end of the tunnel is gone
When hope feels absent
When prayers seem unanswered
And no help is in sight
Oh my love... Don't be sad

When God is with us
When we remain strong
When we are together
And our love is unfettered
Oh my love.. We will be happy

Dedicated to EM
www.juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.con

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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sirjay(m): 9:12am On May 16, 2016
Hustlers Prayer

Oh God, I know am late again
It's been a long time we had this conversation
But things haven't been easy
I pray I hammer again this time

I drank garri and groundnut yesterday
I am grateful because some don't even have groundnut
Others na ordinary garri
Even some no get food
Please God up grade my groundnut to chicken and my garri to fried rice

The last time I hammered I made several promises to you
But the devil came in form of friends, girls and booze.
The money vaporized, I still wonder where all the money went.

My mum still expects me to bring that girl home
My mum needs money for that check up
My younger brother's fees are long over due
My landlord threatens eviction
My girlfriend has a list

Work day and night
Meagre pay swallowed by mega bills
Mega bills mount before meagre pay comes
I am a certified debtor and my creditors know I am bad for business, they call me bad credit

Oh God, put a smile on my face and I promise to be good
Let my hustle yield millions and billions
Fuse me to wealth and detach me from poverty
Grant me that Midas touch
So all I touch becomes gold
Upgrade me Lord
And I'll never stop bowing before you
Amen
www.juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.com

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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by joseph1832(m): 6:52am On May 21, 2016
@ oliviaarims saw that stuff, was about to reply... But deleted it by mistake, I'm sooowweeeeeeee. sad cry
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 8:19am On May 21, 2016
joseph1832:
@ oliviaarims saw that stuff, was about to reply... But deleted it by mistake, I'm sooowweeeeeeee. sad cry

I figured...
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sirjay(m): 5:56pm On May 29, 2016
[5/14, 00:33] Dr. Ajayi Abass Oluwaseyi: So strange

So soft spoken 
So well mannered 
So calm 
So loving 
So emotional

So garrulous 
so ill mannered 
So harsh
So hateful
So cold

They met....

Rest of the poem @
http://juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.com
[5/24, 19:30] Dr. Ajayi Abass Oluwaseyi: Little bird

Songs the little bird sings 
Melodious and enchanting
Songs and stories 
Melodies of fallacy

.....................................................................
Little bird 
Sugar coating information 
Adding salt and spices 
Little bird 
Radio without battery
Agbejoro agbaye

Little bird 
One day Bush meat will catch the hunter 
A steaming pot of soup awaits your bird flesh.

Dedicated to all Gossips and Rumor peddlers

Juggernautbnyusuf

Read the full poem @
http://juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.com
[5/27, 23:52] Dr. Ajayi Abass Oluwaseyi: Urchin

Licking the remnants 
Remnants of the remnants 
From a bowl filthy 
Washed Clean by salivary juices



Dirty and filthy 
A gang of filthy kids 
A street orchestra 
The Almajiri orchestra

[caption][/caption]

Source :www.youtube.com

Singing a symphony 
Little voices, sweet music 
Masters of the art  
The art of street begging

Dark faces
Silky brown hair 
Ringworms and dandruff 
Worms and craw craw

Neglected and ignored 
Oppressed and vulnerable 
Orphans with parents 
Sent to the city

Stomachs empty
Brains uniinterested 
Knowledge unacquired
Effort in futility

Almajiri 
The street urchin 
Faraway from home 
Faraway from motherly love 
In a big city
Young and vulnerable 
Weak and unprotected 
Only God can protect you

What are we doing 
Why are our eyes closed 
Can't we see 
Are we blind

Many eyahs are not enough 
Many orphanages are not enough 
Many bickers and tribal arguments are worthless 
Many efforts and actions is what they need 
Many of them are tomorrow's leaders

Dedicated to orphans all over the world.. On Children's Day

Juggernautbnyusuf
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sirjay(m): 4:15pm On May 31, 2016
VALHALLA
High on the thought of glory he forged on, in the face of gore he smite and smote, bloodlust and blood thirst, his emotions ravaged as he plundered. But deep down he sought respite; through the icy cold hands of the grim reaper, while his hope for glory took a retreat, despair… Overwhelmed by the rain of mortar, metal and shells, and a thermic mix of blood and sand around him. He gave up before giving up, shred to pieces as the inertia lunged him back and forth, he suffocated in his own blood as the bullet ripped through his aorta. VALHALLA!!!

More @ www.juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.com

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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by etalker: 4:18pm On May 31, 2016
Confession at the Cathedral

I gave up my innocence to a cooger
For some 'Kito' shoes and school uniform,
I wasn't seduced nor broken,
Or confused like a teenager,
I let her words filter my ears soft spoken.

I caged myself in the sinful romance;
Played with her pleasurable bubble chest
That fed my mates in their innocence
And pierced the gateway of life with a shameful pounce,
In and out with youthful and greenhorn eloquence.

It was the first time i saw sin
It was the first time i loved sin
But that sin gave me sleepless nights
As my head and heart engaged in a fight
After six century hours the deed was done.

My friend today admitted that i look dapper...
Should I tell him i ploughed his father's farm,
Suckled the remains of his childhood food
And penetrated his life's door to look dapper?

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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Kaycee7(m): 4:55pm On May 31, 2016
etalker:
Confession at the Cathedral

My friend today admitted that i look dapper...
Should I tell him i ploughed his father's farm,
Suckled the remains of his childhood food
And penetrated his life's door to look dapper?
This verse got me like WTF!!!! shocked shocked

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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by etalker: 12:45pm On Jun 01, 2016
Kaycee7:
This verse got me like WTF!!!! shocked shocked

That's the effect of the poem na sad
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Nobody: 2:32am On Jun 12, 2016
VULTURES AT THE BAR

they wait at the bar
while he sips to death
every glass of poison

she walks past in bold strides
he thinks of the jolly ride
maximizes his male-pride

he orders more poison
to die quicker, intoxication-wise
vultures look on patiently

she strikes when the iron is hottest
when the man is dead and meat
his brain connects with his groin

she strikes deep down into his heart
with such brutality he sees the folly
in every glass of poison

done, everything's decimated
finances, conscience and fidelity
he comes home unable to smile

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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by AlPeter: 4:31am On Jun 20, 2016
VULTURES AT THE BAR
they wait at the bar while he sips to death every glass of poison
she walks past in bold strides he thinks of the jolly ride maximizes his male-pride
he orders more poison to die quicker, intoxication-wise vultures look on patiently
she strikes when the iron is hottest when the man is dead and meat his brain connects with his groin
she strikes deep down into his heart with such brutality he sees the folly in every glass of poison
done, everything's decimated finances, conscience and fidelity he comes home unable to smile

Beauriful beariful
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Vigurl(f): 7:09pm On Jun 23, 2016
sirjay:
Hustlers Prayer

Oh God, I know am late again
It's been a long time we had this conversation
But things haven't been easy
I pray I hammer again this time

I drank garri and groundnut yesterday
I am grateful because some don't even have groundnut
Others na ordinary garri
Even some no get food
Please God up grade my groundnut to chicken and my garri to fried rice

The last time I hammered I made several promises to you
But the devil came in form of friends, girls and booze.
The money vaporized, I still wonder where all the money went.

My mum still expects me to bring that girl home
My mum needs money for that check up
My younger brother's fees are long over due
My landlord threatens eviction
My girlfriend has a list

Work day and night
Meagre pay swallowed by mega bills
Mega bills mount before meagre pay comes
I am a certified debtor and my creditors know I am bad for business, they call me bad credit

Oh God, put a smile on my face and I promise to be good
Let my hustle yield millions and billions
Fuse me to wealth and detach me from poverty
Grant me that Midas touch
So all I touch becomes gold
Upgrade me Lord
And I'll never stop bowing before you
Amen
www.juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.com


I'm sure if u concentrate more, you'll make a beautiful poem out f dis
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Vigurl(f): 7:13pm On Jun 23, 2016
sirjay:
[5/14, 00:33] Dr. Ajayi Abass Oluwaseyi: So strange

So soft spoken 
So well mannered 
So calm 
So loving 
So emotional

So garrulous 
so ill mannered 
So harsh
So hateful
So cold

They met....

Rest of the poem @
http://juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.com
[5/24, 19:30] Dr. Ajayi Abass Oluwaseyi: Little bird

Songs the little bird sings 
Melodious and enchanting
Songs and stories 
Melodies of fallacy

.....................................................................
Little bird 
Sugar coating information 
Adding salt and spices 
Little bird 
Radio without battery
Agbejoro agbaye

Little bird 
One day Bush meat will catch the hunter 
A steaming pot of soup awaits your bird flesh.

Dedicated to all Gossips and Rumor peddlers

Juggernautbnyusuf

Read the full poem @
http://juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.com
[5/27, 23:52] Dr. Ajayi Abass Oluwaseyi: Urchin

Licking the remnants 
Remnants of the remnants 
From a bowl filthy 
Washed Clean by salivary juices



Dirty and filthy 
A gang of filthy kids 
A street orchestra 
The Almajiri orchestra

[caption][/caption]

Source :www.youtube.com

Singing a symphony 
Little voices, sweet music 
Masters of the art  
The art of street begging

Dark faces
Silky brown hair 
Ringworms and dandruff 
Worms and craw craw

Neglected and ignored 
Oppressed and vulnerable 
Orphans with parents 
Sent to the city

Stomachs empty
Brains uniinterested 
Knowledge unacquired
Effort in futility

Almajiri 
The street urchin 
Faraway from home 
Faraway from motherly love 
In a big city
Young and vulnerable 
Weak and unprotected 
Only God can protect you

What are we doing 
Why are our eyes closed 
Can't we see 
Are we blind

Many eyahs are not enough 
Many orphanages are not enough 
Many bickers and tribal arguments are worthless 
Many efforts and actions is what they need 
Many of them are tomorrow's leaders

Dedicated to orphans all over the world.. On Children's Day

Juggernautbnyusuf

the last stanza spoilt d poem... the first stanza is lovely though as regards d almajiri poem
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sirjay(m): 8:22pm On Jul 03, 2016
Thanks a lot
Vigurl:


the last stanza spoilt d poem... the first stanza is lovely though as regards d almajiri poem
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sirjay(m): 8:22pm On Jul 03, 2016
Narrow mind

Narrow mind
How narrow can you get 
How narrow is your narrow

You hallow in your narrow 
A Furher in your own right 
So full of self 
With nothing of worth to share 
But narrow views of prejudice

http://www.juggernautbnyusuf.wordpress.com
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sirjay(m): 8:27pm On Jul 03, 2016
Believe!

image

When black isn't black
And the whiteness of white is gone
When you struggle to find the grey between
Believe

When thunder rumbles
When the clouds are pregnant
And you are out in the cold
Believe

When infirmity befalls
When the body rejects
And all strength is gone
Believe

When the life becomes hard
When cash becomes scarce
And your pockets run dry
Believe

When your heart is ripped apart
When you sit lonely
And tears descend in showers
Believe

When the sun is gone
When darkness befalls
And it seems morning will never come
Believe

When you have toiled
When you have suffered
And everything just doesn't work
Believe

Believe
For after every hardship comes ease
Believe
For a soul is never burdened with weight it can't bear
Believe
For the morning will come even after the darkest night

Juggernaut Bn Yusuf
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by sirjay(m): 8:30pm On Jul 03, 2016
Guise

image

So I thought
So I saw
So I believed
A fake

Layers and layers
Hidden behind curtains
Different shades and colours
Wolf in sheep's clothing
Deceit and lies

But your enemy
My friend
Time
He's here
He's been here
He's always here

Biding himself
Time peels
Time errodes
All your lies
All your acting
Leaves you Unclad
For all to see

Unclad and disgraced
Without a guise

Juggernaut Bn Yusuf
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by plsplspls: 4:11pm On Jul 16, 2016
Abeg be gentle with me o, I'm a newbie who knows nothing bout syntax and ish. Just felt your line and couldnt help but dabble.

Can I have this dance?
Should I take this hand

Unto the dance floor
I let myself explore

As the moment of uncertainty
Give rise to a new reality

I am held in a trance
My heart says take a chance

But do I blindly follow
Not knowing tomorrow?

Can I give in to the rhythm
And not expect the blues

Can I let my hair down
And take of my shoes

If I loose my step
Will you guide me on?

I’m holding my breath
But I can’t for too long

Will we shoki in the moment of fun and laughter
Or will we tango today and waltz there after?

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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Laneboy: 6:09pm On Aug 22, 2016
Found

I was walking on the water,
And swimming in the sand,
I stored water in the cup,
And drank from the reservoir,
I was thinking with my heart,
And feeling with my mind,
I was correcting all my right,
And wronging all my mistakes,
I was singing all the poetry,
And reading all the music,
I was painting the perfect picture,
And failed to see the perfect feature,
As I had thought, my mind was in perpetual motion,
I was lost, I had to take this potion,
Now I am back to reality,
And I had faced my adversity,
Am sure, I can now focus,
On prosperity.

Source:http://sikisays.blogspot.in/2016/08/found.html?m=1
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by TunnyOgunnowo(m): 2:08pm On Sep 01, 2016
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Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by joseph1832(m): 11:58pm On Oct 01, 2016
Eleniyan15. How may I help you?
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Eleniyan15: 12:04am On Oct 02, 2016
joseph1832:
Eleniyan15. How may I help you?


oohhh cool don't even know a thread like this exist though I got interest in poems...I tend to like it just don't know the rules and not sure if I can meet up to make one latest wed....#weird
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by joseph1832(m): 12:20am On Oct 02, 2016
Eleniyan15:



oohhh cool don't even know a thread like this exist though I got interest in poems...I tend to like it just don't know the rules and not sure if I can meet up to make one latest wed....#weird
I don't understand what you mean?
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by Eleniyan15: 12:57am On Oct 02, 2016
joseph1832:
I don't understand what you mean?

let chat privately bro
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by joseph1832(m): 7:18am On Oct 02, 2016
Eleniyan15:


let chat privately bro
Send a pm.
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by pmjchuks(m): 8:15pm On Oct 05, 2016
WORD Thy work of everthing Thy use thee order Thy use thee inwardly Thy see thing be done Thy infant proclaim live, by thee Thy wisely, use thee proclaim wisness Thy way do; mysterious Thou willing want thee
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by hiamspeedy(m): 6:35pm On Oct 09, 2016
Old people, lol,
old people,
the thought is really funny,
They walk, or hobble around on their rollers,
Calling kids sweetie or honey,
Now they are old people, but once they were in strollers.
Started off needing help because they were babies,
Ending up needing help as...old people,
Wheelchairs with rims,
The rims that spin and spin and spin!
Old people are loving,
Some of them are hating,
But all those old farts,
They're so cute with their voices that are raspy and grating.
Old people drive the expensive cars,
With the money they have saved thoughout their life,
Its funny like my mom wearing her Indian sari,
When you see an eighty year old man in a Ferari.
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by engrsoma(m): 6:39pm On Jan 04, 2017
OH BABY

Oh baby tell me what I heard ain't true
Your dad told me your dowry is due
We are just 6 months into this thing
And my pocket is still thin
Oh baby I don't know what to do.


© Chukwumerije Somadina

#Limerick
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by engrsoma(m): 6:45pm On Jan 04, 2017
AWAKE
Gifts from the gods lies therein In the heart of every man Who seeketh it, to find.
For somedays I am left to ponder These secrets, which I have come to know Lies therein, but rumbles like thunder Only if we would let it grow.
Gifts from the gods lies therein But here lies a man who blames the gods For that he deserves not, but is still therein But here lies a man in mud Only if He would wake that which lies therein
I know two kinds of people One grows and one kills I know two kinds of people One wakes and one slumbers I know two kinds of people THE GREAT AND THE UNGRATEFUL.
Chukwumerije Somadina
source: AWAKE
Gifts from the gods lies therein In the heart of every man Who seeketh it, to find.
For somedays I am left to ponder These secrets, which I have come to know Lies therein, but rumbles like thunder Only if we would let it grow.
Gifts from the gods lies therein But here lies a man who blames the gods For that he deserves not, but is still therein But here lies a man in mud Only if He would wake that which lies therein
I know two kinds of people One grows and one kills I know two kinds of people One wakes and one slumbers I know two kinds of people THE GREAT AND THE UNGRATEFUL.
Chukwumerije Somadina
AWAKE
Gifts from the gods lies therein In the heart of every man Who seeketh it, to find.
For somedays I am left to ponder These secrets, which I have come to know Lies therein, but rumbles like thunder Only if we would let it grow.
Gifts from the gods lies therein But here lies a man who blames the gods For that he deserves not, but is still therein But here lies a man in mud Only if He would wake that which lies therein
I know two kinds of people One grows and one kills I know two kinds of people One wakes and one slumbers I know two kinds of people THE GREAT AND THE UNGRATEFUL.
Chukwumerije Somadina
https://thinkinwordx.wordpress.com/2017/01/02/awake/
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by engrsoma(m): 6:46pm On Jan 04, 2017
AWAKE

Gifts from the gods lies therein
In the heart of every man
Who seeketh it, to find.

For somedays I am left to ponder
These secrets, which I have come to know
Lies therein, but rumbles like thunder
Only if we would let it grow.

Gifts from the gods lies therein
But here lies a man who blames the gods
For that he deserves not, but is still therein
But here lies a man in mud
Only if He would wake that which lies therein

I know two kinds of people
One grows and one kills
I know two kinds of people
One wakes and one slumbers
I know two kinds of people
THE GREAT AND THE UNGRATEFUL.



© Chukwumerije Somadina

source: https://thinkinwordx.wordpress.com/2017/01/02/awake/
Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by anonymousey: 7:37am On Feb 05, 2017
We do it
In the right
And wrong places


We do it
Even when we are broken
And likely to destroy it if we find it


We do it
Because there's a hole in our hearts
That won't rest till it's filled


We look for love
Because love completes us
In the giving and the receiving


Not one or the other
Though there's a fear
And so we hold back


I need you to love and care for me
When we should do to that one
As we want done for us


Russian roulette
Or a Mexican standoff
Who will shoot first


Who will love first
Who will love more
At the risk of not receiving


Who will give more
Who will give all
At the risk of a broken heart


Still the hole remains
Which we endure
For fear of a broken heart.

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