The poet in me has been asleep for a while now.... But some things happen that will wake even a salamander hibernating in snow.... An example of that thing is what I saw

I SAW IT
(Odukoya Abdulsalam)

I saw it
Flesh torn and battered
Bones broken and twisted
Eyes popped and blooded

I saw it
Bodies spread across the road
Some peacefully still but lifeless
Some shouting in anguish
Perhaps envious of the still lot

I saw it
People covered in distinct garments
Some giving aid to the needy
Some almost as lifeless as the body
Shocked by the intensity of the event
Me? Well, Looking for a pen and paper

But what I really saw?
Dreams shattered
Homes broken
Hopes lost
Beauty wasted
Potentials expired
But also an end to the fuss of existence.

Hello NPC....... Happy New year to you all..... I haven't been around lately for a good reason I hope u understood when I wrote u this....

Sleep evades me
(Odukoya A. Adeola)

Oh! My world crumbles
The pain tingles
This depair i need to elude
But sleep evades me

My crucial bone aches
My brain sheds like dusty cakes
All will be taken by slumber i thought
But sleep evades me

Joy pervades my mind
To darkness i became blind
Oh! Lots of fruit to pluck at dawn
But sleep evades me

Thoughts of battles fought visible
Sound of victory from afar audible
The night a veil between my medal and i
But sleep evades me

Sleep evades me; for joy overwhelms
Living me stuck in these fency realms
Sleep evades me; for sorrow lingers on
Only in drifting off does peace hides

oh! I need to escape this torture
Oh! Behind the night is my future
Night! I need to get out of this fog
But sleep evades me.

Even if I've not been able to contribute, the poetry club dwels within my mind....
Without but within
Not at hither range
But pervade like fart

Don't mind my analogy just miss u guys

Sleep evades me
(Odukoya A. Adeola)

Oh! My world crumbles
The pain tingles
This depair i need to elude
But sleep evades me

My crucial bone aches
My brain sheds like dusty cakes
All will be taken by slumber i thought
But sleep evades me

Joy pervades my mind
To darkness i became blind
Oh! Lots of fruit to pluck at dawn
But sleep evades me

Thoughts of battles fought visible
Sound of victory from afar audible
The night a veil between my medal and i
But sleep evades me

Sleep evades me; for joy overwhelms
Living me stuck in these fency realms
Sleep evades me; for sorrow lingers on
Only in drifting off does peace hides

oh! I need to escape this torture
Oh! Behind the night is my future
Night! I need to get out of this fog
But sleep evades me

Am too happy to analyse..... Will do that later if I survive this overwhelming joy ...... I pray you all achieve your dreams soon.

Sleep evades me
(Odukoya A. Adeola)

Oh! My world crumbles
The pain tingles
This depair i need to elude
But sleep evades me

My crucial bone aches
My brain sheds like dusty cakes
All will be taken by slumber i thought
But sleep evades me

Joy pervades my mind
To darkness i became blind
Oh! Lots of fruit to pluck at dawn
But sleep evades me

Thoughts of battles fought visible
Sound of victory from afar audible
The night a veil between my medal and i
But sleep evades me

Sleep evades me; for joy overwhelms
Living me stuck in these fency realms
Sleep evades me; for sorrow lingers on
Only in drifting off does peace hides

oh! I need to escape this torture
Oh! Behind the night is my future
Night! I need to get out of this fog
But sleep evades me

Am having a sleepless night because joy pervades my mind, then I thought; people have sleepless nights because they are in pain. This two sides to a sleepless night awoke my literary mind...... Will upload shortly

A warrior got shot
A warrior got up

He fell in dust
He rose to duel

For he was weak
For he became strong

Weak! You got him
Weaks you're in doom

One with no strength
One with duo strength

A man in agony
A man in victory

Risen by the man
Raises up the man

Did wat had to
Get back feels sober





Am so sorry partner, kindly accept my sincere apology.

oooops never knew he had submitted one.......please bear with us....... It's all my fault and I accept all the blame...... Please don't let both of us pay for my own shortcomings, use this last one.

INTRODUCTION:
This poem is basically a wake up call to all human, it's emphasis is on the fact that human are created in God's image so we should start seeing ourselves as Gods I.e without constraints. Theirs no limit to the level you can go, you just have to start seeing yourself as a God and not the typical weak human.
CONTENT ANALYSIS:
In the first stanza the poet expresses the contrast between the typical human and God, basically portraying God as Strong and Man as weak.
The third stanza is an imagery of the contrast portrayed in the first two stanzas
The fourth stanza portrays man has lazy rather than weak, the poet tried to gear up the typical man, emphasizing that since we have been created in God’s image we are also Gods
The fifth stanza illustrates that without God man is weak
The sixth and last stanza traces the journey of man “right from the womb to the tomb”, the grace God has showered on man and how man has thrown it away.
STRUCTURAL ANALYSIS:
The first and second stanzas are cinquains, the third is a diamante, the third is a nonet, the fourth is an octave (ottava rima) rhyming ABABABCC and the last is an English Sonnet rhyming ABABCDCDEFEFGG.

Meter: the octave is in pentameters while the sonnet is in tetrameters

POETIC DEVICES
ALLITERATION: this means the repetition of consonant sounds and it is used in the first stanza line 3 “divine degoding deity” and the last two lines of the third stanza “Mundane Myopic Men” also in the fifth stanza line 6 “fragile friable, helpless and hopeless”
Oxymoron: this is combination of two words with opposite meanings, and this device is adopted in stanza six lines six “attractive dooms”
Enjambment: this means the running over of the sense of one line into the next and this is used in most lines of this poem
Malapropism: this is used the last line of the fifth stanza “alas” to mean ‘at last’
Onomatopoeia: this is used in line eight of the last stanza “doom that looms”
Paradox: this is used in stanza 5 line 3 where the poet portrays tears as both bewailing and satisfactory

WE ARE GODS

(AD30LA)
God
Most high
Divine degoding deity
Strong beyond mundane rationale
Lord

(AD30LA)
Human
Feeble species
Augmented by the lord
Weakling became rudely arrogant
Mannish

(IGItee)
…………………………………………………….
.…………………….God………………………
.….……….Divine, immortal…………….
..……..Soaring, ruling leading…………
Limitless in power; limited in might
..…..Groaning, daring, needing…….
.………….Mundane, myopic…………..
.…………………….Men……………………..
(IGItee)
We were created in God’s image
For too long we have lived as men
Scuffling for a piece of the earth
When we were made for more
Its time to live up
To our creed as
Immortals
We are
God’s!

(AD30LA)
Man woke in grave confusion; illusory
Flummoxed, not even a hope; redeemless
In tears, bewailing and satisfactory
Blind infant dropped ashore fully clueless
Weak even with aid from a Calvary
Fragile, friable helpless and hopeless
Liberated by the wisper; you are mine!
Alas a sense, verily we are thine

(IGItee AND AD30LA)
Right from the womb down to the tomb
The days of man numbered like fronds
Seeking and toiling; feeling numb
Men are God’s now in earthly bonds
Created with freedom to choose
Theirs virtuous and attractive dooms
Myopic plenty choose to lose
Forgetting the fore doom that looms
We are God’s and sons of most high
but have dwelt too long on earths realm
meant to soar like eagles in the sky
but our greed and lust overwhelm
we are god’s: humbly born as sons
we are god’s: with bright glows than sun’s

Please judges accept my sincere apologies..... Am late due to circumstances beyond my control plus my partner and I have got issues with communication

What's with the silence on this thread, it's unusual... Well, let me try to break the silence with an unusual poem.


VOICE OF THE MOB
(Quatrain ABAB)

sometimes i wonder
Why dem talk sey we bad
But really e no even matta
So far no be sey we mad

People wey dey talk am
Na dem even bad pass
Still una think sey dem bam
Because of their so-called class

No be sey we no attend schools
But when work no come dey
e no fair to call us fools
For casting for a role in the play

We no see good jobs
As we no come get choice
Na then we join the mobs
And u dey call us bad boys

Every other day
Na condemn we be
But when election dey
Na we dem come dey see

So now who bad pass
We no get money
We dey smoke bass
But we get and u lack honesty.

OMA4U:
contestant 7. AD30LA & IGItee
Contestant 1. Royver and Krystalxxx
Contestant 3. Philtrum and JigsawKillah

You guys should please read the instructions very well and work in accordance with it.

AD30LA, it's a single poem, but it must be written with two or more forms. Sonnet will stand as a verse and any other form. This is a collab, so it should be easier.

so we are to submit a poem with varying number of lines per stanza, varying rhyme scheme and meter? Am sorry if I sound too inquisitive sir, am just worried about the coherence of such poem.

OMA4U, am here expecting your response

OMA4U:
DETAILS OF THE SECOND ROUND OF THE COMPETITION:

The second round has been postponed till next weekend. We believe this will give our finalists ample time to craft their muse to its apogee.

STRICT INSTRUCTIONS FOR THE SECOND ROUND THAT MUST BE ADHERE TO.

The collaborative poems for the second round must come in different forms. There are various forms of poetry to apply, check out this

https://www.nairaland.com/1958923/beauty-poetry

* A poem that will be submitted for the second round must be of more than one form in which SONNET MUST BE ONE.

Any questions?

Thanks
OMA

do u mean, we are going to write more than one poem?

Structure: [/b]the poem is written in SESTET with a uniform rhyme scheme ABABCC (STAVE OF SIX). It has a total of six stanzas and thirty six lines i.e six lines per stanza.

[b]Theme: the dominant themes in this poem include –pleasure, love, happiness, and sadness.

Content analysis:
The poem portrays a common phenomenon of heartbreak: The pleasure and pain of falling in love


Poetic devices:
Alliteration; this device is used in line 2 stanza 2 “life looks like” and line 5 stanza 5, “Love lost languishes”
Malapropism; this is used in line six of the first stanza. (Spulls to mean spells)
Enjambment; this means the running over of the sense of one line into the next and this is used in most lines of this poem
Irony; in line 4 stanza 3 “bile tastes sweet” it is used to express the power of companionship
Onomatopoeia; this device is used in line 1 stanza 6 “Gloom looms, my innate senses tingle”
Paradox; this is used in stanza 5, in both line 2 “You turn my pool of love to bloody well” and line 4 “Converting my painted heaven to hell”
Personification; this is used in line 6 stanza 5 “Makes even the strongest heart weep bitterly”
Meter; the poem is written in pentameters majorly iambs and trochees with a touch of dactyls for rhythm.
Rhyme: a uniform rhyme scheme (ABABCC) is adopted.

LOVE IS FRAUD
(AD30LA AND IGItee)

(AD30LA)
My heart, a sea engulfed by emptiness
Impeded by historical agony
Filled by nothing but impairing darkness
Thence you came with your placating beauty
With a smile breaking through my cardiac walls
Leaving me unguarded against your spulls

(IGItee)
I wonder and ponder but can't remember
What life looks like before my heart you win
Moments linger but passing time seem shorter
Days became brighter than it's ever been
Nights are dreary and for dreams I bother not
For this reality I'll rather not blot


(AD30LA)
You came lightening my mind with your love
Your presence adds music to my heartbeat
With an innocence unmatched by the dove
With you around even the bile tastes sweet
The softness of your lips; ineffable
Your body curvature; impossible

(IGItee)
Heart to heart, communion of fated souls
Paths intertwined, soul mates long destined
Match made in heaven? hmmm... Only God knows
This feel is pristine, oh! divinely ordained
Am lost in your essence, captured by your ambience
A taste of paradise, our eternal existence


(AD30LA)
Little did i know you're a deserter
You turn my pool of love to bloody well
The bond we created spontaneously you sever
Converting my painted heaven to hell
Love lost languishes the mind severely
Makes even the strongest heart weep bitterly

(IGItee)
Gloom looms, my innate senses tingle
Love's doom imminent but denial my refuge pit
Fantasies fading to nothingness, again am single
Pain leaves a soothing appeal compared to torturous exit
Once famed memories, now memoirs of discord
Affection is naught, love is surely fraud

Poetry, an organ by invisible tissues
Makes me wonder the Genesis of some issues
Perhaps, this perceived notion isn't mutual
Plagiarism, thumps maiming; far critical

Poetry, an extension of the limb
Piracy possible not i think
For my limb to your joint ludicrous it isn't
But, rather impossible to sink

Poetry, so far from flimsy words
For the feel hides openly behind
A product lying within the cords
A cord invisible but vivid even to the blind

Am so tired right now, been driving all day. But these words though triggered within, won't let me sleep, so i thought, maybe i should allow great poets; those i see not but feel closer to ponder over it. Am sure you understand how stubborn these words can be until they've been let out. Well, only those in spirit sha
Thanks
Odukoya A. Adeola
#yawns #sleeps #PLASH!! BWASH!! PREASH!!! #phone falls and disperses particles all over the floor #snores!........

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texanomaly:


Lol...depends on what you mean by "ball".

actually I meant it literally, but I added 's' try adding 's' and see if it won't get flagged

I was banned because of a word I used in the poem I was trying to post. I never knew football without foot was flagged.

beegurl:
Lovely poem. U re good, nice work

thanks

" between meat and bone, which is dogs favourite?" That was my initial statement, so since that's where you were trying to "point something out" from, I believe that's the basis of the 'argument' so am only trying to point out why bone is dog's favourite and not meat... I believe I didn't deviate.. do have a wonderful evening too, sir.

Writeditor:

Lol. Nothing do you jare.

giving up? I'll have loved a longer argument, now nairaland will go back to being boring. Plus u quoted my unmodified post. That drug was meant to be dog. Na my quick text dey mess around.

Writeditor:

Your perspective does not really contradict mine. They may like bones for play but a hungry dog will eat the meat first.

syllogistically then, a hungry dog will prefer rice to meat, because it serves the function of quenching hunger than meat. But afterwards, whether the dog had eaten rice, noodles or even meat, it will still go back to the Bone. That makes the bone more important

Writeditor:

Dogs don't like bones. They like meat. They eat bones because that's what they get.

do you know that for a fact? Coz I used to think dogs like things to fumble their canines with... And meat won't serve that purpose because it's too soft..... Not only do they like bones for food they love bones because they can play with it..... And you know dogs are very playful animals.... With bones they can eat and play at the same time but meat can only serve as food.

He who sees disgust in protrusion does not go around nailing women

OMA4U:
Wow! I'm astonished. Great poems from brilliant poets so far.

laykorn, I'm indebted.

Sigmundfreud, please choose another number, a specific one.

Tiyazman, please choose another number.

Chuksemi, c'mon. I'm expecting you.

THESE ARE THE POETS WITH NUMBERS:

1. KRYSTALXXX
2. ROYVER
3. LAYKORN
4. LORDTHUNDERBOLT
5. JIGSAWKILLAH
6. PHILTRUM
7. GIYAZZ
8. TEXANOMALY
9. IYABODEH
10. KAGARI
11. GOTTOBOY
12. SOSIQDUDE
13. AD30LA
TO BE UPDATED........

TOMORROW IS THE DEADLINE. 6:00 PM

Come in, poets.

Thanks
OMA

HARDON, that was the last list before your entry poem, the next available number is 14.

HARDDON:

What happens when more than two people pick one number?

two people are not expected to pick the same number

OMA4U:
Wow! I'm astonished. Great poems from brilliant poets so far.

laykorn, I'm indebted.

Sigmundfreud, please choose another number, a specific one.

Tiyazman, please choose another number.

Chuksemi, c'mon. I'm expecting you.

THESE ARE THE POETS WITH NUMBERS:

1. KRYSTALXXX
2. ROYVER
3. LAYKORN
4. LORDTHUNDERBOLT
5. JIGSAWKILLAH
6. PHILTRUM
7. GIYAZZ
8. TEXANOMALY
9. IYABODEH
10. KAGARI
11. GOTTOBOY
12. SOSIQDUDE
13. AD30LA
TO BE UPDATED........

TOMORROW IS THE DEADLINE. 6:00 PM

Come in, poets.

Thanks
OMA

HARDON, that was the last list before your entry poem, the next available number is 14.

HARDDON:

What happens when more than two people pick one number?
a!

Here's my entrance poem, a cinquian isn't bad I hope.

Number,
During my slumber
I'll have thought it's rubber
But now, it's knowledge i have better
Integer.

The number is 13

noble4d:
Dedicated to the participants and great poet.

Ottava- Rima
abababcc

Suddenly did the poet begin their fast run
Over slippy ground you see them fly and leap
The honey heart blooded under the hot sun
Verily its territory they wanted to keep
Haters pounces, eager getting the job done
The poet elapses in a really big heap
Haters sleeps as night takes over from the day
Will the poet see its territory become prey?

Nice octave bro....I intend to participate, i wish you will too but if you won't please do stay with us. Your comments will be highly appreciated