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hello graphics dudes' and dudet's just did this recently adobe photo shop cs3, am on a self taught project, so i will so much admire your comments, suggestions or criticisms to improve the quality of my work, and more preferably i will like to see your's too to learn and serve as a source for inspiration for all of us. thank you
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nice one car shopper expecting more from you ![]() |
you doing good dude keep it up ![]() |
BLACK DIAMOND Black diamond what a lust that shines brighter than the stars the pride of a nation an embroidery of nature a jewel of life best to golden treasures face of hope a charm for good future the moon rested on your head at leisure to the sun a pleasure standing unique just for the bird a click surrounded by beautiful cactus tree its the zuma rock a rock filled with love the love of nature |
TO A PRETTY DAMSEL The cloud has offered me of its most prettiest daughter i have gently refused so to the sun that lights the day and the high mountains of the earth my refusal is for a pretty Jessamine a pretty damsel guarded by beautiful butterflies that keep on painting this cherished beauty oh what is it that you whisper in my soul that has brought me down to earth craving for thy solidifying love to the sound of your mellifluous sweet voice my heart simply6 obeys sleeping damsel crowned by the rainbow daughter of the moon princess of the skies darling frien to the stars queen beauty a beauty flavored by the honey bees miss all hearts the angel proposed to this flower who's face is framed by with ray of a golden sun but her declination was a gentle one for she never denies that love that truly in me lies filling me high every time i take a sigh between the silhouete of darkness and light she appears with a dazzling smile of which so much i confide there lay my gentle soul in good tide. |
JEMILAH oval face honey skin rosy cheeks velvet blue eyes beautiful than stars of the night svelte body smiling Jessamine lips best for a goodnight kiss elegant body nature's tailored shape tender legs caring palms flawlessly lovely impeccable beauty ineffably pretty the sweetest song of the moon the suns prayer before arrival of the morning name that glitter hearts and send merriments to heart a name meaning beauty but has gone extra mile to define itself |
in two days time tomorrow will soon become yesterday |
princesa:really,thanks |
nice one @ princesa and jeythunder here is another one- BEAUTIFUL BIRDS OF NIGHT beautiful birds of night who's wrong thee today that makes thee look so sad like a dethroned king it's make your sweet mellifluous voice sound coarse and your wings so heavy as if controlled by a pulley why have you cease singing of your journey long i mean the song you sang for the flowers in the moon that one that you use to sing that makes your wing fly high and the ones you sang to call the mountain close why the sudden change into a dirge sad beautiful birds of this princely sky covered and crowned with clusters of stars i pray you don't care so much about life for its, full of rosy flowers embroidered with thorns i hope the cool breeze of the sky ease your troubled mind i wish you a nice day in the happy sky which you now sadly fly |
hello guys whats your poem for her or for him who you most cherish. here is one of mine. TO THE BEAUTY NOT THE BEAST To the beauty not the beast shall the crown be worn to the beauty not the beast may the night be warm to the beauty not the beast the horses would run to the beauty not the beast many would bow to the beauty not the beast the cock would crow to the beauty not the beast i will make my rhyme to the beauty not the beast i will dance at nine to the beauty not the beast i say and write these words. |
to all the ladies of life and value that truly portray the real African virtue with words inexpressibly cool i say the crowd will never boo your magical rhymes, dare not the people that uses voodoo i love it so much, i will also like to do @ maedan and princesa- am enjoying the heat keep it hot. |
thanks to all the guys who have been commenting and also posting their various replies to this thread. @princesa, jeythunder, onoedosio, and area. nice work and i will like to say more ink to your pen |
Am back again like the king of Roma to tell you another story of a true murder this one is really like no other so if you don't mind and you are sure you wont whine when i take my time to make my rhyme into beautiful flowing lines then here i go just as i bow: BLOODY NIGHT tonight as we both stand to the east staring at each other like hungry beast i say do not dare the anger of this rod of which men call the sword as i look into those innocent staring eyes i saw in it those betraying lies i know surely tonight i shall justify with this iron i will bounce on you like a hungry lion and tear you up so cool then watch your blood form a pool am the making of a thousand warriors and am about to unleash a terrible horror a serious one and without honor ah! my friend tonight you are the blood donor of which this earth shall gracefully suck and men will verily walk i will pierce into you like a hot panama sun then leave you to watch the pain burn i will then tear you to pieces then scatter you to the seas so violently without a single beat of peace the line is drawn you have nowhere to run let the owls make the rhythm for now is the right time just now that the fight is about to start then i got that feeling of a dying cat then, i just woke up with a scream just to realize it was only a dream. |
NIGHT i have succumbed to the power of the great night here i lay with eyes dead and restless in the tall hands of Morpheus i have been pressed to my lay the moon has glued me to my pillow and my head is beaming out rays both on my hands behold i twinkling singing stars so i be oblivious when men and their mishciefs stole in the dark through the thick and thin of the magic night. oh where am i some few steps pass the promise land some few seconds to death hey i have been in the nucleus of night where slumber waves and slumber recieves night, enslaver of kings chief slayer of all eyes you made me walk beyond the horizons of life as a king have ruled as a slave have served i have been a young honorable gentleman passing through deserts crossing through forests swimming pass seas i have sang till my throat sore i have dance till my back stroked i have walked all my legs swollen night a myth or a fairy tale |
THE LIVING FLAME a look in the flame does not only show the burning rays on the blue part of this flame i have seen a laying lame who never wants to be in shame aiming to the top to make fame in this very flame have seen hustlers who wants to make a hay and dare not remain dead and grey and eaten by deadly birds of prey then decay with rotten remains and erased out of human race then forgotten in the list of famous names (ii) in this very flame i have seen great men who wants to remain on the top burning flame and even though its going to take an age for the lame to reach the burning flame they don't really give a damn hey! for there they want to make a live stay they are men who want to be buried in their own way while all they did has gone in vain and washed away by heavy rain cos the land they cultivated for the rainy days their children have all sold away now they are world less and have nothing to say (iii) in this very flame i have seen men who wants to live in a simple way and eat with brothers on the same main and ready to make the lame make a hay to the top burning flame these are men which non of their confide has gone in vain nor washed away by heavy rain cos the land they cultivated for the rainy days their sons have neither sold away but rather cultivated more for the coming rainy days and on a may day they make a very useful spray of their cultivated hays then pray for the lame to meet a good aim these are men that always have something to say. (iv) in this burning flame i have seen children play hurrying towards the running train of which the burning flame stays want a good future hey? but things are never the same nay! this is the living flame of which i also pray and very determined to aim the poem sort of symbolizes the woes and good of our top men in the society, those who want to help the aspiring youths and the ones that don't give a damn HEY! |
Thanks for the compliments Ajayi just got in the graphics thing not too long still learning. And here another one,
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okay what about this
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hey dudes-what is your own perception of death,sickness,torture and the rest come on share with us- when death is an honor at a time like this when the world is gone half dark i see frustration, stress and fatigue sitting on a cub web chair with no friends or lovers not even a smile or a piece of greeting. drinking sour soups from earth burnt pots to mend broken hearts i think makes more sense than living a life of luxury when the next minute is hell at a time like this when life is demobilized feverish, asmathic and infuriating looking upward to the sky with a dead mind and tortured soul makes life seems more boring death more interesting and fascinating at a time like this when everything is already turned inside out suicide will not be too good but rather death an honor |
the storm when the angry air called a meeting all the rubbish and wast of the north, west, east, and south met at a point in the space holding along with it hot red sparkling gold sand dust swerving dangerously to and fro the four cardinal points if all the gods and goddesses of the earth could lose their anger in some seconds they could not their the angry rolling wind neither the roar from a thousand hungry lion cos it travels fast and wide with a loosed hell of rage yes i saw it travel it traveled far down there and vanished in the middle of no where. |
b]poetic mind who says there is no flower in the sun then where else has the sunflower dropped from who says there are no butterflies in the moon and who on earth could denie its made of white cheese these says there are no stars in the earth what else would he call the precious stones of the mines who says the sky has no eye he should biologically show what we call the mind and soul who says there is no head in mind has no eyes to the mountain mid-dawn when they are blackish red who says there is no God in the sky has no poetic mind |
olulu, thats really great and exceptional well here is one of mine- i hope you like it: Tomorrow- the tale of a day untold to sorrow or tomorrow the fate of a dream unleashed to glory or to sorry this another thing unknown |
thats great and really lovely guy[b], i like it[/b] here is mine i write yuor name on the sand and the breeze blew it away when i write on water it got washed away when i write it in the sky, the night covered it when i write it on my heart i got heart attack |
Thanks man. Here is another one done by me, expecting from you people too. Good evening Africa Good evening Africa where the ancient city lies if i could sit under your sky there should be no reason not to smile enjoying the cool breezes of your highs with your sweet water flowing over my feet as i drink Africa, of culture that nourishes life Africa sweet Africa A place to live whether at dusk or dawn |
here is one of mine casualties of the heart a mind that knows no song sweeter than a dirge taste no good sweeter than pain sees nothing other than blood have no friends other than enemies have no house other than the rough earth see that bleeding heart that wounded mind that flaming soul leave it please don't touch for you see that flame less candle burns faster in the inner than the speed of light ha! it suffer much pains than casualties of war. |
hello guys, this poem is just a selection from my poetry book, i will so much appreciate more posts of something like this, Bring it out !!! [center]let there be peace let the silent doves of the sky sour above the planet earth,just like the heavenly birds of the sacred sky. let the stream flow in tranquil to meet its line and blow around the peaceful breeze of bliss and life. let the trees blow around the diamond morning dew, to quench the thirst of soul and that of inquiring mind let the golden night glow down and up the streets cooling every admiring sight let the gate of heaven remain open wide so the earth can feel its peaceful tide let our weapons of wear be buried deep beneath the earth so that not even a flash comes back to our mind let the city smile with their hearts let love and merriment twinkle like beautiful stars of the African night[/pre] let there be peace[/center] criticisms are welcome |
i must say that you are really doing good, but not too good enough keep it up, just like you know practice makes perfect. ![]() |
hello guys, val is in the air, lets see what your val card design looks like, well for now here is mine.
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Hello guys, val is in the air, lets see what your val card design looks like. Here is mine.
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what a great collection of books, thanks for the post, and i think this should be a challenge to all nairalanders in the literature/writing section. once more thanks for the post. |
imagine a day without a sun imagine a night without a moon imagine a forest without trees imagine a sea without water imagine a heartless, mindless body just imagine a life without you ![]() |

