franc1982:

@nilla
thanks for the compliment.
I'll try bringing him back.
I love that guy.
I'm very careful with the word 'friend' now,
But u still are,
A nice one at that.
Thanks for making me want to get better.

your welcome


_{*gives saintsam a hug *}

LAND OF THE UNKNOWNS

Ah!He was taken
With his bone broken
Where is Death?
what a wicked earth
The forbidden breath
Denying his wealth
Running for his life
Ouch!The ugly sound
Taking him to the beyond
Ah!They cried without tears
Fighting without Fear
In a peaceful Land
In their own eyes
They were beautifully killed
With smiles in the eyes of the mourners
The strange thoughts of men
The run for help
The cry for intervention
Creating agitation
Without any justification
The serene nature of imagination
All in the Land of the unknowns

Ezenwenyi,
"Land of the Unknowns" its a nice poem with nice lines.
but i don't really understand some of the lines _{i'm going to have to read it over and over again.}

Hmmm. . . perhaps there should be one topic, and all the aspiring poets can display their creativity.

How about. . . "sunset", or "the night (Franc1982, 2006  )" or maybe "Nilla ( )". . . "I am", or in fact anything worth writing about?

_{Hello guys!}  

ha franc,wat do u mean by u wanna know how creative I am?

Ezenwenyi,I must commend ur poem,land of the unknown.i like it.

Genial:

Hmmm. . . perhaps there should be one topic, and all the aspiring poets can display their creativity.

How about. . . "sunset", or "the night (Franc1982, 2006  )" or maybe "Nilla ( )". . . "I am", or in fact anything worth writing about?

_{Hello guys!}  

Yeah i agree with you.
I think it would be nice to do that.
We can start with "sunset" and maybe next one "peace".


So poets in the house are you game ?
_{I won't be on nairaland for a week though. But will be back to see wassup  . In the meantime y'all have a nice weekend and week}

nilla:

Yeah i agree with you.
I think it would be nice to do that.
We can start with "sunset" and maybe next one "peace".


So poets in the house are you game ?
_{I won't be on nairaland for a week though. But will be back to see wassup . In the meantime y'all have a nice weekend and week}

A week?! _*faints*

Genial:

A week?! _*faints*

dont worry you'll survive without moi
got finals, so theres nothing i can do about that.

I understand. Ciao!

Baby

I always wonder why our friendship doesn’t ever seem to grow
Strikes me how when I think we‘ve come so far we‘ve still got a long way to go
One step forward two steps backwards
It’s a mystery I can’t unravel and its making me unsettled
Tearing me down when I want my soul to feel free
Want to love you the way I should, much better than I ever could

Sometimes I wish I was a baby that didn’t have to age
That way I would have no cares at all, just keep staring at the same page
Because my heart is breaking at the thought of not speaking to you
Can’t bear this any longer, what’s happening between us two

You make it clear that you don’t like it when I call you those names
And then after apologies I turn round, do the same thing again
But sometimes you push me, provoke me to say things that I probably shouldn’t
When you know that I can stop my tongue from coming right back at you
It’s back and forth with me and you; maybe I still don’t know you
But if there’s one thing I know, it’s that special people like you are few

Nothing have really changed since I , ,
I like the idea of the title stuff,
' sunset' ?
Is it game?
Can't wait to write mine.

Genial:

Hmmm. . . perhaps there should be one topic, and all the aspiring poets can display their creativity.

How about. . . "sunset", or "the night (Franc1982, 2006 )" or maybe "Nilla ( )". . . "I am", or in fact anything worth writing about?

_{Hello guys!}

lets start with sunset.

[center]" Law of the Jungle "

It was expected that they talk and walk as the grew,
It expected them to be mannered and intelligent,
Products of a functioning social set-up,
What they had in mind,
Vision of patriots.

As adults,
A diligent rise through the cadre,
Qualified and hungry,
They expect to be provided jobs,
A level playing ground for business,
An economy as friendly as mosquitoes,
Product of hardwork and lives lost,
A democratic society.

Lavished with poverty,
Mirage fills the air,
Reality for a very few,
An illusion that's deprived  many,
A nation at it's own throat.

But, it's still expected they're successful,
Court and start a family,
Take their wards off the street,
Victims of a failed nation,
Descendants of revolutionary seeds,
A nation at the brink of destruction,
We, face-to-face with jungle destiny,
A nation and the life circle of it's citizenries.[/center]

Sunset?

@ genial,
I know, I'm working on it.
It's going to be ,

macalurs:

why are you grinning?
are you back in the comptetion?

_{not to sound like an ass} but I guess I should be shouldn't I?

my point exactly: what r you grinning about

_{nilla's right on me case. I guess I started becoming annoying}

Baby I was grinning c os of the lil chit-chat, that's all. Nothing fishy goin on. 'promise.

your not annoying.
how can you be annoying .

Just didn't, and still cant see what the grinning is about.

thats by the way.

ok ok. . . the chit-chat plus what's going on in my mind. Aight where does that getcha?

ha!
well i wonder what is going on in your mind. But i'd leave you be. Gotta sign out soon.
take care

all these guys sef. . .  na me una dey wait?

oya now.

(my perfect) Sunset

It's a supposedly colorful world behind grey shades,
Thumps of our synchronized heartbeats and gentle breaths low;
The sun flaunts her beauty in the horizon as sound fades,
"Flaunt a 'lil more" I whisper, "do you always have to go?"

A glowing lake leaves rowing men without fish,
As fatigued fish ignore the bait to enjoy the view.
The men retreat and the sun bakes her last dish,
And I remind my 'lil love: "Wake! wake, it's her last stew!".

"Suckit-a-twit! Suckit-a-twit!!" the red robin mocks,
As drones of sparows chase her into the distance;

Basking with my little-one after long walks,
Would be my perfect sunset, for instance.

(modified: space added to last verse)

@macalurs, u've set the ball rollin, here is mine contribution.

SUNSET

Out over the ocean, and it’s waves it lay,
A magnificent orange sphere, as it drops to the sea,
With spears descending from within the fire,
The magnificent beauty of the sunset each day,

An immanent display, for the world to share,
As it seeps below horizons, to end the day,
Only to share light, so that others may see,
The beauty of the sunset for all who care,

Up above the clouds, that shadow the light,
The rain, the snow, and the elements that blind,
That magnificent glow, that Brightens our world,
Another sunset awaits, just to share its light.

[center][b]' Sunset '

[/b]A serene but powerful influence,
An undiluted artistic sequence,
When the gods call one of its own,
To sleep in the heart of its throne.

In the middle of undulating lushes,
Sitted as my flair paints with touches,
A ritual that's timeless,
A routine that's poetically priceless.

As it sets,
The earth losses one of its pets,
In different shades of yellow,
A colourful departure of a fellow.

Slowly and weak into the west,
It disappears into rest,
Long enough to strongly rise in the east,
Until it's but another summon for the friendly beast. [/center]

Find my own sunRISE below. One morning, I woke up and my room was lit by warm light. A look out of the window took my breath. Flames were swirling through the young sky. I rushed out, just in my night gown. The trees were whispering, the birds started singing, the air was still cold and the grass wet from tears of the night. Barefoot, I stood in front of the corn field and took this picture. I hope you won't mind that it shows a birth and not the end.

@ somegirl,
Where have u been all this while.
Back in time to join the contest.
You still got time to paste " sunset ".
Go work on it,
The room wnts it plzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz.