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Sunak:
u b jjc tru tru

It wont take you anything to explain

I just want to be free
FREE/BLANK VERSE

CRIME AGAINST HUMANITY
The actions of some
Leaves others to mourn
Human is meant to be humane
Many are animals in human form.

They claim to be jihadists
Fighting for what cause?
Killing your fellow human
Makes you a living demon

The ignitors of war
What do you stand to gain?
Making millions homeless,
You leave so many in pain

Kidnapping your fellow human
Demanding for a ransome
Why dont you think twice?
It could have been you.

The ritualists, assassins, murderers
Do you have a heart at all?
The world does not end today
Remember the essence of creation.

Gathering wealth and more wealth
What does that make you?
A ruthless, oppressive capitalists
You would leave without a pin

You strike without thinking twice
Fighting for power you dont deserve
Your heart as hard as rock
You lack the feeling of humanity

Do you find joy in others sadness?
People are killed by the moment
Bombed, shot, maimed, massacred
These are all your actions

Many are shedding bloody tears
Have that pure conscience
You are no god to ignite fear
You are human with a flesh

Keep at the back of your mind
That the world will one day seize
You would live all you love behind
And face the greatest being.

I cant believe that I was banned but thank God, the ban has been lifted
FREE VERSE

BAD IMITATION
The offensive display of wealth
By the country's so called finest,
The big boys and big girls
Has become second nature to some

A competition on the media
Is their everyday routine
Who wore it the best?
Is the question on most lips

The latest are on them
They are the indecent dressers
The borrowers of other cultures
Liars who market bloody lie

Showing off what is meant to be hidden
Is the style of the female counterparts
The so called role models
Have become harlots of fashion

They live in the G.R.A's
In houses known as mansions
With countless number of rooms
While they sleep in just one

Their garage is like a car park
Ranging from different shapes and sizes
The wasteful spenders, extravagant fools
The heavy drinkers, the womanizers

A little act of kindness
Is accompanied by some snapshots
It is carried on the dailies
An action with a weak intention

They live a flamboyant life
While thousands are out there
With no place to lay their head
With no food to eat, no hope of education

Only the unwise of men
Parades his wealth in front of the poor
Who has none to compete with.
He goes around minding his business.

Givers they say never lack
The little you give will help,
In changing the fortune of others
Forgo selfishness and embrace kindness.

UNTITLED
It has happened again
Mother earth has awoken
To the cry of its inhabitant
A terrible disaster unforcasted

Tears flowing like a river
Boundless like the atlantic
The fire still unquenched
Heavens gate is receiving

A sweet, joyful night
Has turned into a nightmare
The voice of kids singing,
The echo alone we hear.

Suddeny, it all vanished
Like the wind in the summer
The song we now sing
The title we cannot tell

The land has lost its joy
The leaders of the future,
is history yet untold
Is there hope for tomorrow?

OMA4U:
Your poem is nice, but count each line very well. Each line of a sonnet comprise ten iambic pentameter syllables. I love your inspiration. Keep them coming.

tanks buh kindly explain iambic pentameter for me. I dont understand

Another sonnet written by me, trying to improve
MY DAY - TODAY
No words could truly describe my day
Should I call it terrible or maybe jolly?
The anger in my heart could bake a cake
I have got no choice than to keep it holy.

The sight of the crowd made me shy
When she arrived, she came with fun
I laughed, jisted and suddenly I whine
Their voices pushed me under the sun

A look at him, I felt like throwing a stone
It came to my turn, finally felt satisfied
A knock on the door, I checked my phone
They had left, making us all feel mystified

I felt horrible, the place looked like a dome
Our faces were dry, we all left for home.

noble4d:
Halooo dear, your rhymes r off somewhere...re-edit your work.

kk, i will

A NONET
THE AMAZING TEACHER

I doff my fabulous hat for you
A thousand times without a stop
An inspiring bronze you are
You are worth more than gold
The little you know
You teach us all
I adore you
I respect,
You.

laykorn:
You've got message.
Ayamlaykorn

kk, will reply tomorrow tho. Cos av got no subscription for now. Gracias

Is this a sonnet?
The master sends his servant on an errand
An invitation to an unknown bargain
He frowns and murmurs all sort of trash
"What kind of life is this", he complains.

Legs moving relunctantly on the solid soil
Meets an animal tilling with all might
Sweating and panting without a coy
He is admired for being the country's delight

The determination on the hunter's face
Makes the prey succumb with pity
"A job well done" says his pals
"What a delicious meat" says the city.

His eyes flunged open in a twinkle
"It must be a dream" said Minkle

maclatunji:
Keep doing what you are passionate about. Over time recognition will come.

Tanks

laykorn:
Ayozainy I suppose you're Ayomide Zaynab . Incase you're new here,noble4d is our respected teacher of poetry here on Nairaland. He cares a lot about us,like a shepherd does his sheep. You can always ask him your questions.
Ayamlaykorn

Oohkay....tanx

noble4d:
Halooo dear ayozainy, you have good poems to read but not without little flaws.

You need to know what you want to do before you write. poetry is built on structure. Anyways, your dictions is okay and I could easily picture each poem you wrote...thumbs up.

you can visit the link in my signature to learn the types and forms of poetry.

noble cares.

Thanks.....i'll take that into consideration

joseph1832:
Indeed! She deserves another round of applause.

*currently done with another poem, its titled 'The Ism'.

Tanx....a lot

Dedicated to the Worlds Special
THE WORLDS SPECIAL
We are the world's most special
We move around with an amazing vibe
We are the trail blazers

We are the worlds most awesome
We may be blind
But we are not myopic

We are the worlds most fantastic
We may be lame
But we have gone around the world

We are the worldsmost talented
We may be dumb
But our hands speaks volume


We are the worlds most attentive
We may be deaf but we can hear,
The perfect silence of the world.

We are the worlds most healthy
We might be down with down syndrome
But we are not the cause of the worlds problem

We are the worlds most contented
We may be people with special needs
But we are not a problem child

We are the worlds most intelligent
We are the best of communicators
We have the world's best language

We are the worlds most creative
We are the best of artists
We are the best of scientists

We don't fancy your pity
Accept us just the way we are
We are like you, but a very special kind.

THE BEAUTY OF DUSK
The peaceful silence of the evening
Sends a cold chill down my spine
The trees fluttering and dancing
To the amorour songs of the pestle

Sonorous voices of lovers chanting
Makes the old wish to find love again
The birds chirps into the conversation
Beneath the beautiful village orchard

The moon beaming at its fullest
Sends its powerful rays down to earth
The children giggles, the old yawns
It is time to tell a tale

The river finally takes a nap
A relief after the hard day's work
Mamas grab their kids by the hand
It is time to sleep says the clock.

The wind revives its action
Scattering plates, the doors jamming
All hide under the cozy of their blankets
It makes it the perfect night

Sunak:
FTC ;DFTC

Meaning?

I call this one;
THE BEAUTY OF DUSK
The peaceful silence of the evening
Sends a cold chill down my spine
The trees fluttering and dancing
To the amorous song of the pestle

Sonorous voices of lovers chanting
Makes the old wish to find love again
The birds chirps into the conversation
Beneath the beautiful village orchard

The moon beaming at its fullest
Sends its powerful rays down to earth
The children giggles, the old yawns
It is time to narrate a tale.

The river finally takes a nap
A relief after the hard day's work
Mamas grab their kids by the hand
It is time to sleep says the clock

The wind revives its action
Scattering plates, the doors jamming
All hide under the cozy of their blankets
It makes it the perfect night

Dedicated to the Worlds Specials

THE WORLDS SPECIAL
We are the worlds most special
We move arround with an amazing vibe
We are the trail blazers

We are the world's most awesome
We may be blind
But we are not myopic

We are the world's most talented
We may be dumb
But our hands speaks volume

We are the world's most attentive
We may be deaf but we can hear
The perfect silence of the world

We are the worlds most healthy
We might be down with down syndrome
But we are not the cause of the world's problem

We are the worlds most intelligent
We are the best of communicators
We have the worlds best language.

We are the world's most creative
We are the best of artists
We are the best of scientists

We don't fancy your pity
Accept us just the way we are
We are like you, but a very special kind.

Dedicated to All African Women
AN AFRICAN WOMAN
She walks with head high
Legs moving gracefully
Hips swaying left and right
Her nails as fresh as ever
Her smile lights the world
Her teeth as white as snow
Her face as smooth as silk
Her skin is like the ebony woods
Her hair so black and curly
She sits in style
She dresses gorgeously
She is admired by all and sundry
She is called the feminine beauty

She watches with kin interest
Hands moving from plate to mouth
One coughs, she rushes to get water
She watches over them like a mother hen
She is so over protective
She sleeps hungrily
They sleep joyfully
She abhors all insults
She bears all injury
Just to protect the one she loves
She is a mother indeed
She is the proverbial virtuous woman
She is known as a woman of substance

laykorn:
*claps *claps *claps!
I believe you need a title fast.
It seems like you painter,You're painting pictures with your lines Ma.
Ayamlaykorn

Thanks a million, my first commentor

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Dedicated to: MYLES MUNROE & HIS WIFE (I met him last year at a program organised by L.E.A.R.N. in LTV Blue Roof, Ikeja). You may be dead but your Legacy will live on forever. RIP.

THE UNCERTAINTY OF LIFE
The sound cuts across the globe
It awakes the world to be bold
What an amazing fact to be told
The controversial music unfolds

Silence pierces through the heart
Such a sigh like the sound of bat
The beautiful faces full of scar
It is the mark of ancient mistake

Hymns are flowing in the air
The whole stage is finally set
The body is laid to rest
In the final place of abode

A loud shrew cry is heard
From a land not too far away
The weakness of femining gender
Has reared it's face again

The living are left to wonder
If it was worth all the bother
A little piece of paper
Makes one free of hunger

The giant is left to wander
In his tiny new apartment
To face the inevitable panel
A judgement without appeal

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Hi, I need your opinions, analysis and corrections on my poem. I am a young poet (just started writing recently)

NO TITLE
This is a story untold
It is a beauty to behold
It all started in the beginning
What a sight to imagine

A look at the cloud
It makes a person proud
To be part of the creation
Created by the only creator

Take a glimpse at the sun
It beams and smiles in fun
It makes way for the moon
What a shift without a moan

A trip to the ocean
Makes one wonder with passion
The depth of the waters
A splash makes one sober

The earth witnessed a splash
It happened in a flash
The soldier ants begin to drain
What a special day to rain

The beauty of the rainbow
Makes me think of colours
As little as the star
It is bigger than the earth

A wonderful thing to say
It all ends one day
The beauty of the world will fade
The defaulters will be put to shame

I need you guys to check out my poems. It is titled "MY ANTHOLOGY". I need your opinions, criticisms, analysis and encouragement. I am a young poet. GRACIAS