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PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 12:54pm On Jun 19, 2018 |
TWENTY-ONE This is a continuation of the stories from project 20, it spans majority of my work after project 20. There are however lots of changes to this new son of my loins, it really does not contain poetry the way you would like it or expect it to be delivered but it is filled with truths. I have been too focused on my final year in school, so little time was allocated to this project, but I gave it my all; expect a newer version of me as it comes to you on my birthday. This is project XXI
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Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 12:58pm On Jun 19, 2018 |
I live a life worth dying for, Am a lonely man with so many acolytes And am afraid I won’t find true love My heart’s tied with a booby trapped dynamite I thought I had a family but that’s all a past Apart from mom, dad and the fam I guess This movie called my life needs a new cast Am still rolling in an avalanche of love But still battling with the tree of hate, If I’ll taste the fruit or not in haste I guess my biography will reveal the tale. I’ve chased success on my feet, Its time I used wings or choose de-feat I lost my mind the other day So am hoping to find a better day I had the look that failure was looking for But my facelift was just a mask So he never found what he was looking for Am older now, but my pockets still feel young My muscles are still invisible but I still feel strong Some’ll say I’ve changed I just say you’re only blind; I grew I’ve got too much in my head Cause I fear failure like it means my death I don’t really need these friends Cause they are all about what’s in my pockets I’ve got friends that owe me apologies But too broke to pay so I cut those branches I live a life worth dying for, and I see the end Hunger is the means but satisfaction is the end…. WELCOME TO PROJECT XXI. 3 Likes |
Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by Teejay121(f): 12:06pm On Jun 25, 2018 |
This is amazing....Nice work. 1 Like |
Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 12:03pm On Jun 28, 2018 |
Teejay121: Thanks ma.. |
Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 12:35pm On Jun 28, 2018 |
JOS GOD All I saw was smoke and dust, the air reeked of death wailing mothers seek lost children trying to gather what's left of their belongings and move quickly to the right or be caught in the chaos that is left behind. A woman running with just a towel across her chest, calling out to her husband's lifeless body as it lay across the dust infested road, till death do us part but his head has been set apart by another cause, children!, children!....questions would cross their mind, what was our offence for such sentence, what was our deeds before these bodies were severed like broken contracts. Who should we blame for this?, the masses would ask. Should we blame security?, whose value is misplaced like the moral compass of those they pursue or we should blame the government?, whose ears have been infected to listen only to agendas, propaganda that whispers only the war of the polls. Should we blame the Christians or the Muslims?, should we blame God who watched this spectacle from up above, should we blame Allah and the prophets, or we should blame oxygen for his vacation leave as the smoke and dust infested road romances lifeless bodies... I can't keep up with this, I hear gunshots that seem closer than my heart's beat... I have to keep moving in this dust and smoke infested road...... Dedicated to the lost lives in Jos, Benue and others who have witnessed one sort of pain or horror. You remain in our prayers... ©Eazykiel 1 Like
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Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 12:37pm On Jun 28, 2018 |
WAR OF WORDS Our fear increases That arms and hands soon became allies Unveiling sect with lethal intent Heavy with the burden of God. Our past ignites The sudden scratch of memories buried Kissing the pain of mass interment The truth unfolds This is violence, Take by force or fail our God Voices echo packaged thought of war We buy and we fight the war of words. ©Eazykiel
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Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 4:57pm On Jul 07, 2018 |
DEFILED I was an open book, a virgin road But all that changed with a certain flow One that brought me joy, pleasure, pain and regret. Haste in leaving the comfort's of mom advice I was plunged into a universe in a city My mind a tabula rasa became an open sheet I never wanted to give in but I failed. At first, it was Josh who came along He was sweet and told me I was pretty That his eyes has finally rested in paradise That if it took him becoming a fallen angel He would leave the comfort of heaven and fall.. John showed me all shades of grey It was love beyond mere talk and thoughts If it was the hugs, kisses and romps That made me fall, I never recalled But it gave birth to another me That was fifty shades darker. The pointed tips of my escapades were sharper, John left and kelvin came along Becoming his was not too tough, He left his foot prints on the shores of my heart My heart like skin was tanned from care His touch was what I yearned for Escapades became sexcapades Late nights became daylight Kelvin was not enough for me My appetite could not be quenched I yearned for more water to quench my thirst Like the desert soon I was dry I was never cautious about life It was Yolo for me but it all changed Am dying young at just twenty... I was defiled by my aims and lust For the good of lie, I hate this life Swimming in pain against the tempest of AIDS, No ones around to even act as an aid So I get lost everyday in the maze of mercy I should have listened, changed and retraced The steps that brought me here but It all seems late, I AM DEFILED. ©Eazykiel
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Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 5:01pm On Jul 07, 2018 |
PENALIZED Hello, presido where are you? My reply was simple am at the departmental office, little did I know my next statements will be taken down at the security office. It was a normal day, I went to school to only meet a class on the brink of shaking. High class, low class on the brink of clashing, prior to an insult that was thrown by Madam nina the class rep of the lower class, I would agree it was bent on happening. We had to act before this art go too far, you can disrespect a person but not a final year class. I met her and told her Hello, young lady I know you can insult me, but extend it to members of my class, that's just climbing a stake too high. The replies we got was a shocking one, electric current flows but my lips were shut. The voltage of my course rep was just too fly, his reply was a strong one; it was the straw that broke the camel's back. Young lady, you think you're very smart, you think that you being a course rep made you so high. Baby girl, look down and see your flaws, the path you're treading, you're on a slippery floor and “last last we go see after school”, so get ready of course. That was a glimpse of the hot tempers that could not boil one egg, but the next place we knew was the front of the security shed. They told me and my course rep, you threatened Nina's life and you have to write an undertaken. But for what reason we knew not, we only accosted a very rude girl that can't just shut up. She was disrespectful and we warned her, she didn't only listen but she fought back. Reported us to the security that we threatened her life, I mean we were cultists nor were we carrying knives but that was how were penalized..... To be continued.... ©Eazykiel
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Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 9:34pm On Jul 29, 2018 |
MY ADVICE You may never understand the battles I've lost, The wars that lies ahead, that needs to be won. My armour I prepare for vengeance and honour. Nobody understands the pains of your heart, They only identify with the smile on your face, People will always scoff and laugh at your phase, Once forgetting they traversed a similar stage. Everyone wants to have an opinion in your life, But not every word counts, so always take a discount. You may never understand my long windy road, But you question the look of my feet. You see my frightened part and call me scared, But the morning views that made me laugh, might give you nightmares. People talk, never understanding my romance with tears, They've only watched as it caressed my cheeks, Drawing a path that leads to a predestined sketch. A journey of joy is not entirely divorced of bad choices, The consequences are married with content or regret, My eyes still rains, but it does not obstruct my sight. You may never understand my sacrifices, But then you question my harvest. You may decide to judge me, But I'll still give the sentence. I never give in till the lines I write make a point. ©Eazykiel |
Re: PROJECT XXI(A Series Of Short Poetic Stories And Poems) by REDInks(m): 10:51pm On Jul 29, 2018 |
Headlines Young girl displays her nudes Post with myriad of views Spectators from even church pews Yet all righteous in our own ways Housemate bares her boobs Viewed by perverts and angry converts Condemned by some spilling sincerity Plaudit for boldness by acolytes Senate approves three new bills Fewer hits for the following weeks Future leaders not bothered by the future Forgetful of the present framing the future Angry youths protest new bills Revealing increase in data tariff After weeks of being approved Knowing the effect of this on other headlines. ©Eazykiel |
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