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Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 12:16pm On Feb 03, 2013 |
Let's share stories in poetry format. I hope this makes sense. I would be back to share mine. |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by amberacious: 1:54pm On Feb 03, 2013 |
The Girlfriend I Never Had I could remember the whole incident without any effort On that fateful day I went to the school's cafeteria to find my stomach its comfort With the intention that my breakaway from the protest will be brief and short Only for my eyes to be caught up with an angelic beauty of some sort Sitting alone on a table for two was this girl, the exact girl of my dream Innocently having a peaceful lunch: potato chips and a cup of ice cream She seemed far away as if she was at the other end of the stream Will you be my girlfriend my heart wanted to scream I walked towards her but before I was close enough The peaceful protest outside started to turn rough The police shot tear gas in the air, everywhere was tensed and tough People ran helter skelter raising dust, I guess that made her cough Then the real shooting began and everyone became scared I offered her my hand as a gesture that I cared She looked into my eyes and I guess she saw that even death at that moment I dared Though in the corner of my heart I prayed that we could be spared As we ran for cover I asked for her name Only to look up and saw she wasn't the same Till today no one know from where the bullet came But it went straight to her heart and she gave up within the shortest time frame There were reports that at that point I actually went mad Justifying the few days I spent in the psychiatric ward.....yes it was that bad Though today makes it a year ago; remembering the whole incident still makes me sad Because I helplessly watched the girl of my dream die as the girlfriend I never had -AMBERACIOUS POEMS http://amberacious./2013/02/03/the-girlfriend-i-never-had/ 16 Likes
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Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 5:55pm On Feb 03, 2013 |
Sad!!! Nice one Amberacious. 2 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 6:33pm On Feb 03, 2013 |
A Stranger called Step-mum Dad came home with a strange woman That was the second time in recent times So, it wasn't so strange anymore Still the woman looks strange Rumours had it that the first one got born again And said it wasn't good to take another man's wife Funny isn't Strange things I tell you This strange woman has come to stay Fair with a slim 'lepa' figure Hmmm.... Dad must have a thing for yellow paw paw Mum was fair too The strange woman's first meal Oh! The meat was cut so small like it would be sold for 5k Even dad complained Her next try was a greater disaster She cut the meat so big like it was stolen and not paid for The Shaki (bowel) was not well peeled It looked dirty and yucky! I almost puked. Did she buy it at Oshodi or Iyanapaja market? Instead of Isale-Eko or Oyingbo? I wouldn't know We slept on an empty stomach that night A strange woman indeed Oh! I forgot to add She was very hard working That aspect we loved so much Unlike the first strange woman That made my first cooking experience a disaster I was asked to boil egg for her She wanted bread, tea and egg for breakefast I loved dad so much I would do anything to please him I guess the older siblings were away in school The egg was not properly done I brought it, broke it and it was not done This woman refused to get up Kept on dishing out orders on how I should get it done We kind of preferred her cos she was sophisticated House chores she made us do That aspect we hated What wouldn't the new woman do To make my daddy say "yes, I do!" She could scrub 10x a day So as to present herself as the ideal wife A strange woman indeed! 3 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 6:36pm On Feb 03, 2013 |
HOPE I saw a young girl crying Around the busy streets of Obalende Two street miscreants held her hands on each side One had his trouser half way with a mischievous grin on his face They tried to pacify her The girl was looking tattered With no panties underneath the long top she wore All manner of thoughts ran through my mind What have they done to her, I wondered Could it be... No! It hope not! I hate to think about it I couldn't get her tear-stained eyes off my mind for days I couldn't help but wonder why she was crying Was she lost? Was she molested? I don't wanna think about it 1 Like |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 6:47pm On Feb 03, 2013 |
Entanglement of Love Love is pure and true Refined and not prude Thrives on the wings of truth And would not be real without you In my heart I think about you Should this be I wonder I feel ashamed sharing this feeling Feels so sacred for an unworthy me I share this feeling so deep Not cos you make me think deep But cos your affection is so deep That I will keep sinking deep When love says no more Do you tear your heart apart in protest Or you bow and let it have its way Fight for what you have while you can If another steal it from you It's no fault of mine 4 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 2:32pm On Feb 04, 2013 |
When I thought my father died I was but a young girl On my way to school that faithful day I decided to check my dad at the specialist hospital not far from home He was being attended to by a nurse I had to wait outside Beside him was my step mom with eyes weary from lack of sleep Soon I heard panic and screams from inside I rushed in and saw the nurse beat my dad so hard She poked a pin deep into his skin Dad did not shake I didn't know when the tears started rolling down I couldn't resist Have I lost my dad? Daddy, u can't go just now Not long he opened his eyes I heaved a sigh of relief And swore never to forget the day I almost lost my dad 8 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by amberacious: 3:27pm On Feb 04, 2013 |
Wow! Masterpeice of creativity! Nice write ups! Wil b posting mine too soonest! |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 4:21pm On Feb 04, 2013 |
Firestar, I see u peeping. Drop something, will ya? |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 4:54pm On Feb 04, 2013 |
I Know A Young Girl - A short story Part 1 I once know a young girl Full of life Loves adventure Loves fun I once know a young girl Bright and talented Innocent yet mischievous With smile so captivating I once know a young girl Searching for love To find that one her soul desires That one she longs to spend forever with Her Mr. Charming Her knight in shining armour The one that will make her the envy of all eyes Her soul mate She searched... She found that one And gave him her all Her search brought her first pain 2 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 6:03pm On Feb 04, 2013 |
II I once know a young girl So naïve Her naivety gave her innocence away She lost her innocence to that man that claims to love her I see her sit by the river bank Lost in thought And wonder why the world is so cruel Hating every moment she had to live Tears tickled down her pretty face "Why?", she asked? How could he be so cruel!!! She wanted the first to be special - a magical moment Not laced with a horrible memory Making each night a miserable scare 2 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Nobody: 6:49pm On Feb 04, 2013 |
Cmaj7th followed by a dominant 7th. Try that out on a guitar. |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Mynd44: 7:20pm On Feb 04, 2013 |
**Waiting for PHCN to bring electricity** |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by amberacious: 10:31pm On Feb 04, 2013 |
The Mysterious Girl (An amberacious version of 'HOPE' by Tgirl4real) As I drove down the street, I noticed this girl with this mysterious look She dressed like one of these Togolese immigrants hired as a cook She looked mysteriously lost like she was in a hook. My guess was, either something was taken from her or there was something she unlawfully took I slowed down to take a closer look as I changed my gears I noticed her skin was bruised, her clothes torn showing her underwears I could see in her eyes cloud of tears I wanted to park but the hoodlums around her were my fears I pondered on this mysterious girl as I continued my journey There were only two possibilities: one, that this girl stole some money And the other, that some hoodlums molested her and forcefully took from her honey Which ever one, the girl definitely at that moment needed an attorney A scene like this is not strange in my neighbourhood Where people are seen hustling to make livelihood Kids grow up here without experiencing good parenthood My submission is this mysterious girl is another likelihood..... -AMBERACIOUS POEMS 6 Likes
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Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 9:22am On Feb 05, 2013 |
Wow! A loud applause Ambera. Where are the other poets in the house. I thot we got them plenty here. |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Nobody: 12:29pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
to my mother! To the strongest woman I will ever know. At first glance Mom's hands may seem crippled and meek. She flinches when you bump them and her grip is quite weak. But these hands are a reflection ....of the woman inside, although burdened with limits, still strong with pride. When opening a jar seems too great a task, it's only after great hesitation that she finally asks. Don't let that mislead you for you must understand. It's not what they can't do, but rather what they can. These hands have the strength to raise a family right, to wipe away every tear and hold you real tight. They come together each day in prayer, and whenever you need them, they're always right there. So if these hands don't appear all that tough, Remember they're full of tenderness and love and for me that's enough. 4 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Nobody: 12:30pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
My MOTHER'S HAND Her hands held me gently from the day I took my first breath. Her hands helped to guide me as I took my first step. Her hands held me close when the tears would start to fall. Her hands were quick to show me that she would take care of it all. Her hands were there to brush my hair, or straighten a wayward bow. Her hands were often there to comfort the hurts that didn't always show. Her hands helped hold the stars in place, and encouraged me to reach. Her hands would clap and cheer and praise when I captured them at length. Her hands would also push me, though not down or in harms way. Her hands would punctuate the words, just do what I say. Her hands sometimes had to discipline, to help bend this young tree. Her hands would shape and mold me into all she knew I could be. Her hands are now twisting with age and years of work, Her hand now needs my gentle touch to rub away the hurt. Her hands are more beautiful than anything can be. Her hands are the reason I am me. 5 Likes 1 Share |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 12:39pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
Cool. @ Vicky. |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 12:49pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
I Know a Young Girl- Contd. III I once know a young girl Not so young anymore Did she wise up? No! She kept trusting Not wanting to lose this one person that stole her pride Wanting to appease her hurting heart with the selfish love he proclaimed. Not wanting to lose her esteem She gave another chance Another chance at love This time it was contractual And boom! It blasted in her face And the stitches thought was neatly patched opened leaving a gory wound |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 12:52pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
IV Here is hell again Knocking to drag her in She's struggling Not wanting to sink No! She says This too shall pass Let me go I don't belong to you. Amidst her struggle and pain Would she open up again And ever find love painless I doubt I once know an innocent girl Is she still innocent? I can't say. Story continues... |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Oahray: 1:23pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
THE CROOK DEEP WITHIN Her eyes the stories they told the helplessness was real I believed every word. In the scorching sun there I stood, No buses or cabs in sight. My son, her lips said The awkward silence that followed, Screamed authenticity. Who begged with shoulders raised? Talk to me, my eyes said. Then she spoke, In a bus, her purse was stolen with it, all she had. She lived far away. How would she get home now? With righteous indignation, I sympathized. Who would steal a mother's purse? Three naira notes I had on me, Two were mine, the other wasn't. The bigger of mine I gave to her. She was someone's mother, she deserved it. God bless you my son, Her lips said. Her eyes spoke gratitude, as she brushed a grey streak of hair behind her ears. I believed her, Mothers do not lie. A week later, the sun still as harsh, at that same road, I waited for a friend. Towards me she came, it was her. The same mother with the stolen purse. My son, she said again. Help a stranded lady and God bless you. This time, it was her bag. Someone stole a mother's bag. Had she forgotten me? I stared blankly, and bottled my anger. She was someone's mother, she should be respected. She was someone's mother but that someone isn't me. She understood and walked away, To try her luck with another son. 13 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by durobraham(f): 1:24pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
^^really nice |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Nobody: 1:41pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
Inside of Me (stolen from a friend ) They told me you were sick Some parts of you not well They said it might be best to take you Before my life became hell But what they didn’t know What my outer layer would not show Is how I felt you grow And the way you made me glow In the Ultrasound, I saw you I saw your perfect frame You were already in my heart You already had a name They advised me as best they could Because it wasn’t looking good But in my God I trust, In a time like this, it is was a must I hoped, I prayed and I believed That God would let the doctors succeed That your body would be healed And God’s grace would be revealed I fought for you day by day Sometimes the pain won’t go away But God renewed my strength Everyday I’d go the length ....to be continued 1 Like |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by amberacious: 10:44pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
@oahray nyc one there! And Come to think of it..... it has happened to me countless times!!! 1 Like |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by firestar(f): 11:16pm On Feb 05, 2013 |
Ha! |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Cuddlemii: 4:57am On Feb 06, 2013 |
firestar: Ha! We are expectant |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by amberacious: 7:56am On Feb 06, 2013 |
Once Bitten Twice Shy Last year val was supposed to be special for me and my former miss As my pocket was loaded with returns from a business deal with a swiss My intention was to treat her to an heavenly bliss And maybe steal from her lips a 'love you' kiss As there was no parking space in her apartment, I parked at the next block Walked to her door and decided that day not to knock With the key in my hand, the door wasn't hard to unlock Only for me to open the door to a scene that gave me a shock My plan was to give her a surprise visit, I never meant to intrude But lying on the bed was my val and a strange guy, both completely nude I looked closer at the guy it was like I knew the dude Ofcourse, he was the guy she told me was her cousin called Jude At that point it was clear that all what she told me were not true How could I be so foolish to have no clue My love was blind but her betrayal removed the glue Or was it nemesis that decided her time was due With this year val at the corner she came begging that I should forgive and forget She swore that she has changed and to that, her life she can bet She told me she still loves me and reminded me of how we met But in a situation like this, once bitten twice shy is what you get -AMBERACIOUS POEMS http://amberacious./2013/02/06/once-bitten-twice-shy/ 4 Likes
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Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 8:26am On Feb 06, 2013 |
amberacious: @oahray nyc one there! And Come to think of it..... it has happened to me countless times!!! It's indeed nice and it has happened to me several times as well. 1 Like |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 8:35am On Feb 06, 2013 |
Nice one Ambera. I don laff tire. Pele. Lol Go get urself a new val on d val thread jor. Lol |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 8:37am On Feb 06, 2013 |
Me Uncensored I kinda like d feeling. Hmm... I know I'm still desirable, but it's been a while I had someone flirt with me openly. He asked for an email but it's obvious he wants a number. Lol I indulged him and gave him both. Nice chap, cute, smart and intelligent. I wouldn't have minded rolling with him, but I don't roll that way. Ok. He conered me into a date. I knew where he was headed, but I played along. It's so funny, when u feel young again but u aint young and u shouldn't be found doing some things. He said; "I am already seduced". Whatever he meant by that. I know he is trying not to push too much, but he can't hide that he likes me. |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by Tgirl4real(f): 10:57am On Feb 06, 2013 |
Some Special kind of bad guys I met this one That says he doesn't chase Even wifey was not chased But had women chasing him all his life I met this one That says he can't live without her His wife is his life Yet, she treats him like a lie I met this one That says he wants a divorce Reason, she isn't fine enough What was he thinking when he said "yes I do" I wonder I met this one Who now chases anything in skirt Wifey had all the love at a stretch But lost it out of negligence I met this one That made a deal with his sweetheart I envy cos they now have a single heart Bliss will their union be I met this one Married out of boredom No one available but her Now he doesn't give a hoot about her All these ones are some nice guys Some decent kind of guys That are now bad guys All for love sakes 2 Likes |
Re: Poems That Tell A Story... by firestar(f): 1:59pm On Feb 06, 2013 |
Unholy fire Is what I desire Unholy glee Is what inspires me Let me be Please... Let it be Yet she holds back As if she knows She has this gift of: "Watching you, watching me" She sees through... How does she do that?! She's a smiling beast She blocks my flow Withholds the feast It's unhealthy, she tells me That longing... Let it burn out For the both of us For you For me For Eternity.... 2 Likes |
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