A penny for my thoughts

Who buys my thoughts
Buys not some false pretense
Of Crass materialism and the 'Nigerian Dream'
He buys the thoughts
Projected by the Remnant
Of restless youths who are born
Into deep and clashing cultures,
Sorting,questioning,watching,
So,a penny for my thoughts?

omo
some say am liberal with my words, others say i do have a gift for stringing words that makes for a good read, but me? i still maintain that i am no writer, but seeing as this thread is a contest i might be motivated enough to come up with something that will do my literature teacher in secondary school proud.

lucky you! You studied literature in school?
I loved Literature but my pop didnt let me,

Watching out for your poem(s)!

God, Another Letter to You!

In the midst of all I've been involved,
Discontent stands out!
In all I've been deprived,
Joy smiles from such distance.
All I've lost are all I've done,
Nothing I've lost is undone;
An unending desire called wish!

In all I'd wish I'd become,
Hope revolves around want.
In all I've become,
Humanity's reflection glows.
All I want are those I'm not!
Nothing defies hunger like death,
That end that means end!

In all I've lost,
Lord, restore me one.
In all I've become,
Take away maturity;
Experience  destroys adulthood,
Nothing except that sense of childhood,
All I've lost is all I've become.

@u all, I can be followed on facebook: Francis Attah Egu or www.facebook.com/4ran6
Pls indicate u're from Poetry Contest in your add request.

@Kaylonda, welcome,  your 1st joint was well stringed!
@Omoosedabi and Sir George, keep the fire burning,

HI, CHECK OUT MY PIECE BELOW; ELEGY OF A BROKEN HEART!

I found a Brown stone,
It was so rough and coarse.
Beneath the roughness lies a Beauty,
My eyes were keen enough to see.
I Picked,
I washed,
I cleaned,
I moulded and,
I cuddled.
So many stone pickers laughed,
While white stones jeered.
I was steadfast,
I was patient,
I didn't relent and,
I wasn't disappointed.
For it turned out to be,
A beautiful white stone.
I kept,
I treasured and,
I loved.
I protected from other stone pickers,
For its Beauty and Purity
Was the sweat of my Brow.
A Beautiful white Diamond!
Now,
My Beautiful white stone,
Has gone to other stone pickers.
Worse still,
Sing their praises.
She left me with nothing
But a Broken Heart!

Still hv some up my sleeves but PLS ALL RIGHTS RESERVED!

EVERGREEN

When the cloud goes to the East,
From the West.
The Heavens must cry,
With a loud Protest.
And the Earth,
Must taste its Tears.
And the Brown withered Grass,
Must Rejoice.
A lush Green Coat,
Must be Adorned by the Forest.
And the Farmer must Toil,
Till he knows no Rest.
For before Him,
The colour of Life
Has laid a Bed.
(2005)

Nice, All rights are protected in this room!

omo unfortunately i did study literature for just a year: form 1, i see you though and you are not bad jare
thanx Franc

kaylonda:

omo unfortunately i did study literature for just a year: form 1, i see you though and you are not bad jare
thanx Franc

@Kaylonda, nothing do u!  Are u on facebook?

nope Franc, Omo where at thou?
i will post a poem in some hours. I am just dotting my i's and crossing them t's

A VERY RANDOM POEM(I think)

Just a word, a word you said
A change it brought, a life it made,
'Just a touch from me', you said,
Hope was born, and feats achieved,
Just a dream, you gave to me,
A dream, you said, a phase  commenced,
Just a phase, it started as, and look today,
Its spread out far,
'O ye travellers, weary, worried staggering mortals'
Hear these words for life it gives.
Set aside your heavy burdens,
For just beyond is the land of no worries.

Please let's not kill this thread. Haba!! Where are they? Franc, Omo? Come out, come out joor

kaylonda:

A VERY RANDOM POEM(I think)


Set aside your heavy burdens,
For just beyond is the land of no worries.

I really like d way u play with words, u do it with lots of meaning attached. Writing provides that avenue for a lot of us to set aside our heavy burdens, 'For just beyond is the land of no worries.' Bravo!!!

kaylonda:

Please let's not kill this thread. Haba!! Where are they? Franc, Omo? Come out, come out joor

I'm here Kay, have been very busy at work, that's y, U'd read something from me very soon. Omo, ur turn? I'm in here to stay, I can promise u that with lots of lines. Thanks for the poem, it was reli nice.

*blushing* thank you Franc.
Now where is Omo? *holding lantern and searching for him*

Life's Song

Yeah, short me, Lolz. MI and I are of d same league,

LAGOS


Abuzz with energy
ensconced in deep rooted spirituality
Turbulent city moving eternally
In an infernal and harmonious ballet
Of-
Love and hate
Laughter and violence
Wealth and poverty
O!beautiful contrast

@Kay, am sori dearie, i've been busy nursing life's urgent demand. gonna post soon, why not get on facebook, guess am more used to it. Fran6 is my very good friend on fb. Catch ya, the name is ADEBAYO SMARTFINGERS

av not been writing for a while, and its so so painful, my ink is missing me, my gf is missing those romantic, tranquilizing words, GUESS i will write soonest.
Both buddies, take one of my oldies. Fran6 knows this one, its on fb.
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A LETTER TO MY POEM

Separating a tortoise from its shell depicts its tragic death
What am about to tell you may make your heart melt
But i promise you, its not that bad, like the way i was when we met

Whenever my heart is grieved, i'd poured it on you in black and white
When it is joyful, happily i fed you with its mood day and night
Mr. Poem, i will be leaving you for a while, though we had no quarrel or fight

Thanks for the superb delight you offered during our friendship
Endless is my gratitude but for now let me be in solitude
Because right now with my books i have a serious relationship

Omoosedabi 9ce poetry there, Me likey

Guyz kip bringin it on!

RUN, BABY, RUN

Here we are as roses of the afternoon sky.

Here for a while and soon shall pass by.

In danger of a frail human neglect.

Here for a while but never forget.

Out of the wind we shall go at dusk.

Taking with us our flavored musk.

For a short while we come but not in the masses.

Love us now for very soon it passes.

Our time to leave,no second chance bestowed.

Finishing our heavenly time borrowed.

And for whatever time we have,let us love.

For the noon sun comes ,but not for long.

For soon we shall be gone.

So run,baby,run.

wrote this myself.please tell me what you think 9i'm just 14 and starting out in my writing career)

Considering that I know ow hard it is to actually put pen to paper, I have to give kudos to all of you that actually posted ur poems , They are good. I had a filled night.

Am not promising to post my poems now coz am just a writer in d closet. But am sure that I will b sooo inspired to put one up one of theses days.

THUMBS UP!!!

Allow me into the forum wt this short poem. Basically for my real babe.

Livelong i've live only
All i dream is to see you only
Let the sunshine again
I wish it rain again
Give me another chance once again
I wanna grow up once again
I cant let go off you.

Herez one from me
All my poems are titled 'My Priceless Worth'
Feel free to criticize!

Slowly u made ur way
Angelic u maneuvered
Majestically u walked
Happily u wandered
Graciously u sat
Reluctantly u relaxed
Miraculously u dined
Eventually u took abode
, In my HEART!

3rd june, 2007

For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge


For Lucifer and his winged cohorts
A tumble down
from on high
For the creatures
of the Creator
the sanctuary of Eden
To each
its rightful companion
save for man
celibate master of them all
‘twas the dawn
of the age of innocence.


For the master
a mistress from his ribs
From the serpent
the perfidy of temptation
For the Creator
the infamy of betrayal
For mankind
a coital epiphany
‘twas the dawn
of the age of guilt.

(Inspired by the album “For Unlawful Carnal Knowledge” by Van Halen)

It may be misery not to sing at all,

And to go silent through the brimming day;

It may be misery never to be loved,

But deeper grieves than these beset the way.



To sing the perfect song,

And by a half-tone lost the key,

There the potent sorrow, there the grief,

The pale, sad staring of Life's Tragedy.



To have come near to the perfect love,

and stopped by two fools of insanity.

Now they brought us into nothing else

Than pure vanity.

They made us cursed.

That’s the reason for yesterday’s event.

They brought life’s vanity.

They made our future bent.



We should all be grateful to God

For the provision of his son.

He took darkness away from us.

He provided a sun.



He brought a remedy

To life’s tragedy.

kaylonda:

Please let's not kill this thread. Haba!! Where are they? Franc, Omo? Come out, come out joor

I dont do poems. its however hard to resist sharing a line or two

The search seemed endless

Relentlessness was key

Now, the ecstasie within is boundless

The smile that invades my face is ruthless

your beauty keeps me speechless,

I can only hope that our love is timeless.

To ask for more is pointless.

The search has ended.

The world just got better

Life is more beautiful

I must admit this, you are a good poet. But what i think right now is that you are a beauty writer. Show in your stuff in the degrading society of Nig. Write bucolic and sarcastic poem too. I think you are good. Reach me on 07040169458, think i can link you with a publisher if you like.