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Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 2:30pm On Sep 08, 2014
OPHELIA

I have become the silent lips in a loud room

Staring blankly at nothing

My chest a ton of heavy thoughts


I want to fall asleep beneath your waves

Wrap me tight in your watery embrace

Enter me and fill up my insides

And take my breath away

*************************

I hail o!!

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Poems For Review / Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by badmusace(m): 2:26pm On Sep 08, 2014
It's been a while. Good to see the regulars: timpaerker et princesa, I hail oh
Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 5:01pm On Jan 10, 2014
Oh and Mr Ifychuks welcome on here, more of you we'd love to see! cheesy
Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 4:59pm On Jan 10, 2014
POEM: AFTERLIFE

Beneath the earth or above sky
Where will my life beyond tiled bed lie?


Fire fire burning bright,
Within confines of heathen’s sight;
What concrete ice or quenching sea,
Could snuff out thy fickle tongued fury?

Tongues which eternally licks flesh uncharred
With its corresponding sensation unbarred;
Chthonic flames which forever blossoms
Where the above thorns, that choke, find their homes.


White and gold above the sky outlines
Sounds of brass by beings in white
Vocal strings strung in perfect melody
Worship chants in unfaulted harmony
As opposed to nether pain induced shrills of discordance
Earthly saints, in this abode, rewarded at long last.


Within smoky bars and heated brothels
I hear the lost ones with tainted lips say:
The monotony above is hell itself,
Heaven for we lies below
Where men of jesty spirits dwell.

The freeones believe in none:
Life begins and ends here
After death is oblivion.


When my earthly clock stops to tick
Whatever it may, this is all I pick:
Peace
over
suffering.
http://acebadmus./2014/01/10/afterlife/#more-61

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Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 12:42am On Jan 02, 2014
First poem I wrote ds year! Happy new year guys!!!!!

POEM: BY THE RIVERSIDE
Come let's sit by the riverside
On twin stone seats placed
By nature for our behinds

The troublesome winds roughly
ruffles the trees the trees whisper
in pain to the birds the birds reply
with song to soothe their ears
On the wind's back the birds
later will ride but the trees
in their clutches still will
be a haven for its nest
Toss across the river's wrinkled
face a polished pebble and watch
the gyres growing on each spot it
bounces even long after it sinks
How long will our ripples last
when we lie under?
Will it be strong enough to
change the course of the river?

The East throws up the rising sun
And the West swallows it whole
And thus another day is gone

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Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 12:30am On Jan 02, 2014
Jodekss: THE ANGELS WORKS...

In every situation none's alone
Every one of us has guardian angels that observes
Us

We are here to have plights
And to keep on solving 'em one by one
Till we can't anymore.

But in the processes at times
We lose hope but archs won't.

Well, For those who believe. smiley
Poems For Review / Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by badmusace(m): 7:50pm On Dec 27, 2013
What else can one expect from 'Jeremiah'?
Poems For Review / Re: The Poets' Café : Chat Room! by badmusace(m): 4:29pm On Dec 27, 2013
Jeremiah

Tiny shards of one of these two muscled tumbler of affection,
once attuned,
will litter the bare ground like jagged fragments of glass,
blotched in red,
in disperse by the aimless wind;
but the wielder of the hammer
(the weapon of destruction)
is still shrouded in the shade of mystery.

But today,
two hands of different bodies are one
and in undulating laughter, blinded by love,
they walk by,
oblivious to the inevitable occurrence of an impending doom.

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Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 7:49pm On Dec 26, 2013
http://acebadmus./2013/12/26/they-came/
Poems For Review / Re: Red Poetry: A Touch Of Christmas by badmusace(m): 12:24pm On Dec 25, 2013
The hot harmattan wind blows unseen
And tries to dry up the season's sheen
And thus, it blows hot and blows dry still
But the season's joy is still up to fill

The land is adorned with white and red
Not the gory one of someone dead
But the red of merry and peaceful white
All aglow with bounty green of colours bright

But what is Christmas today to me?
A day when other members of family
Come en masse to pay their yearly visit,
A longer time to cook that we usually eat,
A day superficial smiles we splatter
To temporarily fill our sorrows' crater...

"Smile, smile, smile and be happy my son,
For on this day our saviour was born"
Mother will say with a voice so high.
But we all know that is another lie.
Poems For Review / Re: Red Poetry: A Touch Of Christmas by badmusace(m): 11:26am On Dec 25, 2013
NATIVITY - GLADYS CASELY-HAYFORD

Within a native hut, ere stirred the dawn,
Unto the pure one was an infant born,
Wrapped in blue lappah that His mother dyed,
The Babe still slept, by all things glorified.
Spirits of black bards bust their bonds and sang
'Peace upon earth' until the heavens rang.
All the black babies who from earth had fled
Peeped through the clouds - then gathered round His head,
Telling of things a babe needs to do,
When first he opes his eyes on wonder new;
Telling Him that sleep was sweetest rest,
All comfort came from His mother's sweetest breast.
Their gift was Love, caught from the springing sod,
Whilst tears and laughter were the gifts of God.
Then all the wise men of the past stood forth,
Filling the air, East, West, and South and North,
And told him of the joy that wisdom brings
To mortals in their earthly wanderings.
The children of the past shook down each bough,
Wreathed frangipani blossoms for his brow,
They put pink lillies in His mother's hand,
And heaped for both the first fruits of the land.
His father cut some palm fronds, that the air
Be coaxed to zephyrs while He rested there.
Birds trilled their hallelujahs; all the dew
Trembled with laughter til the babe laughed too.
Black women brought their love so wise
And kissed their motherhood into his mother's eyes.


This poem was written in the 1940's by Gladys Casely-Hayford. She retells the original Nativity story as if it had happened in Africa. Replacing Bethlehem to tropical Africa, the cold wintry manger to a native hut. And blending a communal happy African atmosphere that surrounds the birth of a child with the retrospective happiness Christians feel when they remember the birth of Christ.

Enjoy this masterpiece as we celebrate this season!!
Poems For Review / Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 11:01am On Dec 24, 2013
Came across this, and decided to share "Calling on all poets to join us in celebrating Christmas by creating a collection of Christmas poems. Submitt your works here, help spread the word.
https://www.nairaland.com/1560012/red-poetry-touch-christmas
Poems For Review / Re: Red Poetry: A Touch Of Christmas by badmusace(m): 10:38am On Dec 24, 2013
Signing in!
Poems For Review / Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 9:34am On Dec 17, 2013
Tinkybabe: ^^coming from a great poet like you,the blood vessels around my cheeks have never been more dilated embarassedcheesy

But master architect of rhymes?nahh, I'm still a suckling babe in the game.I'm honoured though,thank you smiley

@voice of an ink,sorry for derailing your thread embarassed

Loool! U flatter an amateur!
Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 9:33am On Dec 17, 2013
POEM: CHANGING SEASONS

In cold:
Enfolded in chrysalides of flesh and wool;
Encircling exiguous flames of burning ember.
From chattered teeth escapes nostalgic tales of heat.

In heat:
Colourful, 'naked' and bright, in fluttered search
For petals of sandy shore to perch or
Reviving sparse nectar to suck.
Drizzles of sweat and smelly armpits pray the sun to cool.

The circle is ever unending.

5:28pm November 7, 2013

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Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 9:30am On Dec 17, 2013
It is to dreams like ds d lyrics of Chris Brown become a wish and a plea,'don't wake me up'
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sir if you're in Lagos, add me up on whatsapp 08140321253 or call0701 856 3155

Ok sir!
Phone/Internet Market / Re: ***ALL Android Os Upgrades, ROOTING, & HD GAMES for All android deviceⓐ*** by badmusace(m): 11:51am On Dec 05, 2013
Please hw can my htc one x be upgraded to 4.4 kitkat? I know it canot be officially upgraded.
Poems For Review / Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 11:40am On Dec 05, 2013
Tinkybabe: Thanks guys..

badmusace,your poem is nice...So unpredictable-for the love of tears..lol.
My first set of poems can be found here----> https://www.nairaland.com/1340069/all-life-reality-shun

Wow! Just went thru all d poems, u r really a bundle of talent and master architect of rhymes. Lovely!
Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 11:30am On Dec 05, 2013
Feel free to rape my recetly opened blog, 'acebadmus.'
Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 11:27am On Dec 05, 2013
timpaker:
Heheheheheheh. You need no dictionary for this na. (I think cheesy)
This is what dryad pass through every Christmas, it misses one of its very own.

Thanks. I so much love yours too. walker was the reason I do sit my asssss down for Fast and Furious. I think the name of your be should be "The Unknown Path" (its just my suggestion cuz I too suck in naming poems)


Guy you bad oooo. This piece is very real. It depicts our very own Christmas season.
Damn! I miss Father Christmas undecided

u r badder cheesy Shey we all do sad that ur poem is cool tho, looking at Xmas from a totally diff angle...respect.
Poems For Review / Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 11:42pm On Dec 04, 2013
BREAKTHROUGH
Time for the grand entry is right on cue
But a delay is apparent (as usual) without a clue
The awaited stays awaited - a greater woe
In glistening dual rows they all have theirs on show

Eyes shooting darts my way as I walk by
My unarmoured skin-- their prized bulls eye
Their lips need not part; for their faces I read clear:
"Where are yours? You do not belong here!"

Their gaze, a blinding sun to which I'm under
My eyes must find somewhere new to wander
This black sheep needs white dye for cover
As this spacious room grows smaller than ever

I try hastening its coming on my own volition
Unearthing true rueful memories and those of fiction---
I had better shorten my stay to this moment
For it is evident it has far been spent

But wait!!

Deep down in, I feel a brewing tempest
For that which I had waited for to be like the rest
The right countenance I quickly put on
As a warm welcome for this prodigal son

Drops upon drops drop down fast (like a race)
In soothing lines across my face
I can't help but break a smile
This grand entry, though belated, is finally worth the while

A wider grin, to welcome their fall, grows from my maw
As their faces contort in terror and awe
But right now, I care less of what they may think
As all my worries and care now sink

For the joy of having my tears come
On this rueful occasion deserves a smiling welcome!
Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 11:40pm On Dec 04, 2013
AT THE END OF A YEAR
Our own version of winter:
The morning fog afflicts us with
temporary myopia;
The early cold continually snoozes
our alarms.

Hence, more childbirth in September.
The car zooms past us,
leaving behind
a mushroom of dust,
which find homes on
thirsty leaves and naked roofs.

Wrinkled lips like dried tree barks;
In between fingers and toes,
‘white’ strategically hides.
Sometimes giving the illusion of
a hastily powdered skin.


Skit:
On TV,
a kid wails in betwixt laps
of a grinning-rotund-black-white-bearded-man
in loose fitted red and hat of same.


Wasteful spending begins:
My neighbour has starved
all through the year, to fatten her purse.
Only to empty its contents on stocks,
needed and unneeded, to be
demolished in two hurried gobbles!
Every other year, she passes this same
old torch to her 'old-new' self.


Quick ascension period on the financial scale and all other weighted ills:
Birthing houses scythed for day old young;
The road lies in wait with an appetite larger than ever,
Twisted metals and shards of jagged glass smeared scarlet
are remnants from its daily meal,
Still beings void of organs
flank our roads;
All forms of nappers device new means
and revise old means for capture;
Our own forceful and erratic aurora borealis,
with showers of debris and disjointed beings,
casts a gloomy shade all over.


Why this sudden change?

‘Season Greetings.’

Now it all makes sense.
Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 11:35pm On Dec 04, 2013
princesa: Will you hold on tight to sins that doth beset?
The lingering pleasure of earthly realm?
The scent of bitter-sweet temptation nigh?
The one that feeds our hunger growl.

Or...
Throw in the chains, shackles freed?
Burn in the fire, our sex.ual care?
Strengthen the weakness of our mortal being?
Hunger for power from celestial realm?

The issues that plague our helpless soul!
What we want, we do not do.
What we do, we do not want.
Caught in the grasp of hedonistic snare
Falling through time, oblivion and fear
We keep our trod to the claws of the dreaded beast.
Our heart heavy our steps light -
Hypnotized by the twinkles in the beasts eyes,
Dragging with might to kiss those eyes...

And...
Alas we are burnt.
Humans we are afterall. embarassed

sad
Poems For Review / Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 11:17pm On Dec 04, 2013
timpaker: The young trees weren't agog with winter snow
As the leaves chose to wither than grow
Wafting gently autumnal crocus to the frozen ground
While the night birds carols in sonorous sound

Yet it is garbed in prismatic glimmering ice
All over the street it dazzles the eyes
Of Dryad, then it heard the bell breaking the ambience
As if the wind was arguing with silence

Then the sound lead to another, then another -
A cacophony deafened the air and shakened the order
A man with a chainsaw needs a Christmas tree
He sawed off the root and fissured it with glee

A young lad - a sentry was stationed by the way
He held his own star, lights and candies in a manner somewhat gay
"Careful dad!" As the tree succumbed its teary droplets on dad
Before making a fall that made Dryad sad

But its Christmas isn't it?

Erm..where is my dictionary? Sacrifice Dryad's shelter, so humans can enjoy Christmas sad
Poems For Review / Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 11:04pm On Dec 04, 2013
@voice of the ink ...no p!
Poems For Review / Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 11:03pm On Dec 04, 2013
Tinkybabe: Voice of an ink,very lovely poem but do take on board the constructive comments above
@badmusace,I love your poem-it's deep .I particularly love the word play and suspense..it takes a deep thinker to deduce the message being passed across and that's what I appreciate about poems..

Still trying to get there myself..
Welldone guys smiley

one of my poems

Thanks cheesy Your 'Lantern' poem is also lovely. Love d technique, one is forced to read it at least twice, to grasp d full meaning! I've once used that technique in a poem I wrote (would drop it here soon) ! Would love to read more of ur works...
Poems For Review / Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 12:58pm On Dec 01, 2013
princesa:
...and a blossoming garden of red and white roses.

Beautifulcheesy

Haha! U gerrit!
Poems For Review / Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 10:39pm On Nov 30, 2013
princesa:

oh i see, no streak of anger in you, only love and flowery things?

tis okay, some days are like that......wink

Yes o unicorns gently galloping with a backdrop of colourful rainbows!
Poems For Review / Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 10:15pm On Nov 30, 2013
princesa:

are you planning on waking the dark side again? shocked

I can't sad too much light here

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