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Voices!
Deep in my sleep I heard,
I heard a cry of despair,
A voice so tiny,
Yet,it clinged to my ears.

My darling sleep was disturbed.
I slid into my study to hide,
Still,I heard it calling.
It was begging for attention,
Attention to be heard.

Walking through the street,
I became transfixed and perturbed,
For I could hear many tiny voices,
For once,I thought I was insane.

I stood still to listen,
For I thought twas God calling,
Just as he called young prophet Samuel,
But nay,I was wrong.

Twas the voices of the oppressed,
The maltreated helpless orphans,
The displaced homeless souls,
The workers yet not payed their wages,
Those persecuted for being just.

These are the tiny voices...
Begging and yearning for attention,
Wishing and hoping for that day,
The day Justice will visit...
And ease them of their pains.



Dedicated to the oppressed.

CC:
JOECUTIE

STANDD

FRANCISTONY

SAFARIGIRL

kingTom

victoriousvic

Oyaa come make some noise,I need standing ovation jor

criticism and suggestions are warmly welcome as usual

God gave everyone a talent depends on how you utilize them..
Bro thumbs up.. Expecting more for you..

Nice one, keep it Kizmartino; but I'm not oppressed.

nor fear...we are one

FrancisTony:
Nice one, keep it Kizmartino; but I'm not oppressed.

You've forgotten my moniker too en
That's my twitter handle and one of my nicks.

Kizmarty:
nor fear...we are one

You've forgotten my moniker too en
That's my twitter handle and one of my nicks.

I didn't forget your moniker.
Kizmartino is sexier to write and pronounce than your current moniker.

So, I felt to write it.

FrancisTony:

I didn't forget your moniker.
Kizmartino is sexier to write and pronounce than your current moniker.

So, I felt to write it.

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MY HEROINE,MY QUEEN.


When the rain poured hard,
And the sun smiled cheerfully,
When the thunder roared,
And lightning ran across the sky,
Like a mountain,you stood still.

During the good,bad and ugly times,
You remained affectionate as ever,
Like a constant in math formula.
How I miss your presence,
I yearn for you,
Like a dog yearns for bone.

Many nights I slept unprotected,
With my body at the mercy of mosquitoes and cold,
But surprisingly,I always woke up
Under the protection of a mosquito net,
Coupled with blanket wrapped around me,
You always cared.

Uncountable times I went wild,
But your love tamed me.
Numerous times,I tried going astray,
But your chain of advice lighted my paths.
Like a shepherd,you guided me,
How amazing you were.

You were my first true love,
My source of hope and inspiration,
You gave my life a definition,
You drew the plan of my life,
You were my sunrise.

October 22nd 2013,
Permit me to wipe it from history,
The day I had my worst nightmare,
The day fate punched me in the face,
You breathed your last smiling,
But you never said "goodbye".

Nothing can be more painful
Than watching unable to help,
While your love one breathes her last.
Many times I wished,
I could be more useful,
To the ones I love.

To my jewel,my Heroine,
My queen,my first true love,
Dear sweet mum,
Forever I will miss you,
Yet i will sing of your praises,
Till I breathe my last.

Thank you for showing me
What love really is,
Thank you for your love and care,
But most importantly,
Thank you for being my mother.

This is for you on your birthday(March18).

Dedicated to the memory of my darling mum and to all mothers.Also dedicated to my kid sister(my new mum ) and to all our female buddies and girlfriends(i'm single though...just incase )
HAPPY MOTHERS' DAY



TAGS;
FAITHGOKZ

SAFARIGIRL

MISSMOSSY

MISSTERIOUS

DARLYNLARA

DELIGHTFUL1

STANDD




Let me not leave the guys out
francistony
fabdedon
joecutie
victoriousvic
naijaboiy

and you and you

te amo

The Beach Puzzle


It was a not so normal afternoon,
I found myself in the beach again,
Fate must have brought me here,
I guess she had a reason to.

I'd a lot dancing in my mind,
I needed a shoulder to lean on,
I needed a pair of ear to fill
with my not so normal thoughts.

There were hundreds of people around,
Some couples, some singles and groups,
Yet the beach still felt so empty,
I was in a world of my own.

A world ruled by confusion
And governed by dilemma,
I've always been on the fence,
Welcome to my world.

Now I'm sailing in an ocean
Without a compass nor a map,
I'm running a race with no finish line,
I'm simply roving like the wind,
This is my curse.

Countless minutes ran by,
Still, I kept wondering why
I was in the beach again,
I was faced with a puzzle,
A puzzle with a missing piece.

As the sun strolled home,
I sat gazing on,
There, between the sun and the beach,
Stood a rare beautiful figure.

Soon, she stood before me,
She was smiling while I gazed on,
I was drowning in a trance,
But she pulled me into reality.

Now, I wonder nor ponder no more,
I've solved the puzzle,
Fate brought me to the beach again,
To find the missing piece,
Maybe my missing rib.

THE STORY I HEARD.


In a part of ancient Africa,
There, once exist a country
Not so far from Europe's sight,
So was the story I heard.

Her people,not so black nor white,
Not so colored nor colorless,
Not so tall nor short,
I think they were just normal.

Their language was slightly different,
They spoke somehow funny,
With sounds meant for musical instruments
Couple with unique gestures.

Her land was richly blessed,
Her water had species of life,
The air creatures danced round her land,
While they sung of her praises.

She was the talk of her peers,
They envied her luxury,
Hence,they planned for her downfall,
So was the story I heard.

They sought for faults to nail her,
Brought forth accusations not heard of,
They searched heaven and earth for her flaws,
Amidst these,she thrived on.

Then concluded they among themselves,
"She seems to have no flaw,
we will just wage war on her,
for her wealth is worth it all"

Just as planned,they did,
From the south they came,
Shooting poisoned arrows,
But her huge walls stood unshaken.

From the east and west,
They waged war at once,
Hitting hard from every corner,
Still she survived,
Maybe not for a long while.

Then came the northern tribe,
Bearing sticks that spat fire,
Borrowed from close by Europe,
So was the story I heard.

For her future,she fought,
No retreat,no surrender,she cried,
For freedom and for her unborn future,
She struggled on,amidst all odds.

At long last,she fell
To the cruelty and jealousy of man,
Greed,pride,jealousy and betrayal,
So is the nature of man.

Thus end the story I heard,
Of the once jewel of Africa.

With My Thoughts Alone.



I woke up with a moody face,
So,it might be all day,
Now I'm lodged in that phase,
Where I'm sad all day.

I'm in a fight with everybody,
Now I'm the bad guy?
I just don't like nobody,
I guess I threw the wrong die.

I'm sitting in a crowded park,
Still,I feel so alone,
Wondering why I've always been in the dark?
I just feel happy on my own.

I've always been in my shell,
Because each time I break out,
Humans drive me back to my cell,
With their unruly acts.

Now,I refuse to be toss around,
I've got a life of my own,
They can't push me around
If I stay with my thoughts alone.

When you miss me,search far not,
I'll be waiting in my cell,
Like a king in his court.
But please,don't drag me from my shell,
I fear I'll get hurt.
Author Notes

Sometimes we get hurt by nearly everyone around us,we feel so out of place and not important as we thought we were.

What do you do?You may just seek for a safe haven and live with your thoughts alone

Look Beyond.


When you feel it's all over,
When the future looks blur
And all hope seem dead,
Just look beyond.

When the road ends for you,
And your prayers are not answered,
When you feel God exists not
And everything is so miserable,
Just look beyond.

When you can not get there,
And you are stuck no where,
When all else fails,
Just look beyond.

When your ocean dries up,
Your sun sets
And your rain goes on holiday,
Just look beyond.

When nothing seem to work
And you fail and fail again,
When your only option is giving up
And fate is beating you hard,
Don't quit,Just look beyond.

Never let fate win so easy,
Fight hard! till you forget why you're fighting,
Never give up!
Instead,force failure to give up
Trying to hold you down.

Look beyond your worries,
Look beyond that clouded moment,
Look beyond that mountain,
Just behind it,lies your road home.

Look beyond it all,
It's just a mirage,
Look beyond,
It's just another test,
Look beyond,
For behind that vast ocean,
Lies the treasure you hunt.

Just look beyond.

Nice poems

rapmike:
Nice poems

gracias

A Memory

I woke up this morning,
and sunbeams that found a way
through my heavy curtain walls
decorate this precious day.

The rays of glorious days,
they reminded me of you.
Spring in our hearts of true love,
singing along as it grew.

Our song was interrupted
by thunderstorms and cold rain.
I tried to continue singing,
but solo drove me insane.

Now the song is memory
of how perfect love can end,
how some wishes can’t come true.
How some hearts will never mend.

Now the morning has ended,
and the sunny day has too.
I see a snow covered field,
and I go to bed again,
while trying to forget you.
Author Notes

Dedication to the amazingly talented poet, KatieHepburn

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Lies You Tell Yourself



You said true love was extinct,
You said it was all an illusion.
And there,I sat before you,
Wishing you never said those words.

Too many lies you told against love,
Once,you were wounded.
You never let your wound heal,
You never did let go.

That tender heart like a stream,
Once flowing of endless love,
Now like a pregnant cloud
Heavy with so much hate.

I could see me in your eyes,
I imagined our lips locked in eternal kiss,
I dream of us in tight embrace,
Living out our dreams in a sacred haven.

Somehow,I know you feel something special,
That same special feeling I share.
I just wonder how long you want...
To keep hiding from your feelings.

You keep on saying...
You can not fall in love,
That there's no such thing called love.
Lies you tell yourself.

You've lived in lies for long,
Dwelling in your shadowed past,
For you fear to get hurt,
Once beaten,twice shy.

I can see through the witches' crystals,
How deep your wound is.
A chance to heal it,
Is all I ask.

I will not give up loving you,
For this is the only lesson
My heart have come to understand,
I will wait, come what may.

I know one day you will realize,
How real, love can truly be
And how true, love can really be,
Like the sparkling stars in the midnight sky.


My love is still waiting.






Author Notes
Many times we fall in love,we feel like we have met the right person but they just can not see what we see.Sometimes we wonder if they don't feel what we feel.In most cases,they are just being afraid of getting hurt.

oyaa you people should say something Jor...
how ona go just quiet


well,I just decided to start composing on love and in depth feelings recently... I'm fascinated how ideas keep running into my head now.





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mizmycoli
francistony
victoriousvic
safarigirl
fabdedon

Fabdedon:

To show how wonderful God is he created us and planted different talent in us so we wont be the master of everything....
No matter how hard i try to write down a poem it aint just coming but i dont see any task picking up pen and writing funny articles..
Meanwhile ride on after ah send to mah gf so dat she would call me romantic
some girls yaf suffer from pirated gist

dude you need to tell me where you buy that stuff you're always taking...your brain just dey fluctuate like 9ja light


you're allowed Jor, but tell her I love her more than you do

Kizmarty:



dude you need to tell me where you buy that stuff you're always taking...your brain just dey fluctuate like 9ja light

Alberto2k supplies in bulk very nutricious

you're allowed Jor, but tell her I love her more than you do

Just becos of exactly this same thing i killed one guy last year

Fabdedon:


Just becos of exactly this same thing i killed one guy last year

you Dun forget bible say there's love in sharing
what are brothers for?

Kizmarty:




you Dun forget bible say there's love in sharing
what are brothers for?

the same bible said do not convert your Neighbours Girlfriend

Fabdedon:
the same bible said do not convert your Neighbours Girlfriend

e nor dey my Bible oo

Kizmarty:


e nor dey my Bible oo

Young man e de my bible.. That shall not convert your neighbours goods,wife,properties,ass.. What do you think is ass there is talking about

Fabdedon:
Young man e de my bible.. That shall not convert your neighbours goods,wife,properties,ass.. What do you think is ass there is talking about

your bible must've been configured

MizMyColi:

say something

MizMyColi:


That was my way of saying you write nicely

Are they hot enough to melt your heart?

Fabdedon:



or maybe i don draaaw dat tin

exactly