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Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 10:11pm On Nov 30, 2013

An experiment with a poetic form called, VILLANELLE. It is basically a verse form ruNning on two rhymes and consisting typically of 5 tercets (3 lined stanza) and a quatrain (4 lined stanza) in which the first and third lines of the opening tercet recur alternately at the end of the other tercets and together as the last two lines of the quatrain.
Enjoy below:

POEM: NEVER MY LOVE SHOULD YOU LEAVE ME YET
Never my love should you leave me yet
Though you tire of me, like we've lived for ages
Our love will soon be fresh like we just newly met.

Though the rain through my ceiling beats you wet
And at me your potent anger rages
Never my love should you leave me yet

For all shall soon be ready and set
As the new government promises triple wages
Our love will soon be fresh like we just newly met

Even though in outings like a bashful teen I fret
And I still stay locked in my many cages
Never my love should you leave me yet

For that old me shall fade, which I won't regret;
I shall also break free like heroes in your book pages
Our love will soon be fresh like we just newly met

To your problems, answers I'll give like grey haired sages
But all these won't be in a day, but in rapid stages
So never my love should you leave me yet
For our love will soon be fresh like we just newly met

Saturday, Nov 9 7:28pm 2013.

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Poems For Review › Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 10:01pm On Nov 30, 2013

[quote author=Voice of an Ink]Well-spun piece however, you may have to shed light on the second stanza. Didn't get the full message.
Thanks for your contribution. U have added +1 to my knowledge

[/quote]Haha! Thank u, okay. It is basically about the 'newly-weds-to-be- parents' constantly exchanging bitter words and one day it became more physical and the pregnant mom was unintentionally struck on the belly. The unborn child died.

Poems For Review › Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 7:22pm On Nov 07, 2013*

Ur poem reminds me of a poem I wrote earlier ds year. Similar subject but instead of abortion, the subject of mine was miscarriage and it was from an omnipresent(?) point of view.

Here it is, enjoy!

MISCARRIAGE
Sent out in millions
On a deathly race in a dark moist chamber;
One price, one winner.
Swimming blindly to hit the target-
Their price.
Only the first will be spared;
Even the second will be left for death,
Disposed off like the others- all failures.
Soon fused is the winner and the price
Into one.
A life formed
A life begun
The dead is not mourned, but forgotten
Life prevails, joy ensues.

Friction, rift, rancour;
Harsh verbal missiles thrown;
Only to find out words are not enough.
Physical missiles soon launched;
Culminating to an innocuous strike.
Wrong target struck!
Proven deadly
Crushing and shattering the shell
Its contents dripping in red
Murder! Murder! Of the unborn and unseen!
A life lost
A life ended
The dead is mourned and not forgotten
Death prevails, sadness ensues.
- Badmusace

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Poems For Review › Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 6:39pm On Nov 07, 2013

[quote author=Voice of an Ink]I open my fluttering eyes
For the first time in my entire life
All around I see darkness
All I feel is numbness.
Today my life begins
Though no one knows yet
Except He who moulded me
He, who is I AM.

I am,
Nothing but a tiny being
But I know
I shall accomplish great things
Though my mother
Acknowledges not my presence yet
Though my father
Knows me not yet
I shall be known by the world
I have great dreams.

It's the third month.
My heart is much stronger.
It shall grow stronger till it tire
Until I'm old and weary
And lay in blissful rest.

I can't wait to come into the world
To stroke my mother's hair with my fingers;
To hug my father with my arms;
To pick flowers and decorate momma's hair;
To be a loving, caring and obedient daughter;
To be a leader who would deliver my people;
To lead them to victory;
To win battles and make my parents proud;
To experience true love;
To know what it means to be a mother;
Oh! How I love my parents
For giving me an opportunity to come to the world.

The noise tickled my ear
I hear the popular sound once more
I have grown accustomed to it
Since the fateful night I was discovered
By some old man poking my body
And a lucid object giving light to my darkness.
I felt a pain.
Is mother in danger?
I have to save her!
I have to protect her!
Kick as hard as you can
I have to come out and save mother.
Mother wait for me, I'm coming.

The noise stops suddenly
I hear the sound no more.
Stead I hear the sound of mom's weeping.
My heart weeps along with her.
"I'm sorry I couldn't protect you"
"But I promise"
"Till the day I die, no harm shall come your way"
"I shall protect you with my last drop of blood"
I wonder if she can hear me.
My hearty heart grows stronger everyday
Stronger for the battle ahead.
It beats, lub-dub, lub- dub.

Nevermore.
Today my mother killed me.

Copyright 2013
Voice of an Ink.[/quote]Lovely poem by the way. Thanks for opening my virgin ears to the sound of an unborn child, love d abrupt ending.

U stated 'popular sound' meant the strife between the couples yh? U could have used a clearer diction to paint that picture, maybe something like, 'the popular sound of couple's rancor' or sth like that.

But all the same lovely penmanship!

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Poems For Review › Re: Diary Of An Unborn Child by badmusace(m): 6:26pm On Nov 07, 2013

[quote author=Voice of an Ink]Yeah. The to-be dad wasn't ready to be a dad so he asked the to-be mum to terminate the child. She refused, they fought frequently on the issue. That's the 'popular sound'. She later gave in and aborted the foetus. I'm sure u understand the moral of the poem.
Thanks for ur suggestions. I thought abt the title: 'Tears of an unborn' or 'words from the grave'. Though, I'm still open to suggestions.[/quote]Iono maybe 'death before cradle', or 'death in utero' or 'withered sprout' or 'strangled dreams'

Poems For Review › Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 6:20pm On Nov 07, 2013

timpaker:
Learn to write so good?
Chairman, you're 'gooder'
Seriously, I love your imagination and style of writing
Your only demerit is that you are too bloody
Your poems are very good

Lmao! U wey sabi all those complex poetic forms...I salute oh

Actually, the poem was inspired by an itty bitty part of a novel I once read by Khaled Housseni 'And The Mountains Echoed'! Author of 'Kite Runner'

Poems For Review › Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 6:15pm On Nov 07, 2013

princesa: hehehe...sorry, just that on this thread, i assume a different personage.

welcome back though.

Lol! Pardon my blue pen
It was still in search of blood to make it bleed.
Thanks for this blooded welcome rug.
Now, time to unleash in scribbles, my hellish deeds!

Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 6:06pm On Nov 07, 2013

In its full glory, the sun rules the sky;
To drain all waters, its minions drop from high.
Those dripping from our skins, are the only ones left;
We wish we could drink them for we are bereft
Of water, (and our throats super parched from this heat)
But we dare not, because of the salt in it
On the concrete walls the reptiles dare not crawl,
For their bellies will burn till they fall.

A losing war against this heat we are made
To fight. Though we stay indoors and under shades
To hide from its fierce and fiery gaze,
Its hot flaming breath still sets us ablaze.
To conquer, we put on armors by putting off our clothes;
This heat, there's nothing more on earth we loath.

Even our electric fans are of no use;
For when put on, to blow cold they all refuse.
With waters drained, our strength follows in order;
In defeat, we slouch and schlep with drooped shoulders.

At least we know if we do the laundry by
Sunrise, before it sets they'll all get dry.

....

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Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 6:03pm On Nov 07, 2013

timpaker:
Their honks were like buzzes
From a desperate housefly;
Streams of smoke blurred the air
As the metallic insects cued up
On the road beaming the light of the night
Like a trapped lampyridae in a race-field

Its moves in snail-pace
Overtaking the unfortunate scraps
With broken eyes and disfigured body
Again, the honk increases
Like a trumpet from an elephant nostril
There came a monstrous millipede
Pregnant with commotion
It cuddled up few insects with one squeeze....
BANG!!!!!

PS: Road traffic too much for here (one poem for the road).

Lovely! Lovely! Lovely!!

Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 6:01pm On Nov 07, 2013

princesa: Now this melted my heart...
You're most welcome back
with your pack of thrilling words
I so missed your scent
The aura of a dazzling poet
welcome please, to my poem haven...
Once more, good tidings to ur warm feet

Thanks for the warm welcome pat,
It so much gladdens my heart.
In your warm haven, I pray my phallic pen bleeds more
Of my thoughts to reach thy treasured core.

Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 11:29pm On Oct 25, 2013

princesa: Now this melted my heart...
You're most welcome back
with your pack of thrilling words
I so missed your scent
The aura of a dazzling poet
welcome please, to my poem haven...
Once more, good tidings to ur warm feet

Thanks again, for the welcome! I hope to add more! And kudos to the writers of the awesome poems above.
Timparker the wordsmith, princesa aka as the spirit leads. I salute thy penmanship and creativity!

Poems For Review › Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 11:24pm On Oct 25, 2013

timpaker:
@badmusace: Jheez!!!! That was horrible
What a story...
Awesome

Thanks man! loved ur piece on the dinner ish nd that inspired from real life.

How do u guys learn to write so good?

Poems For Review › Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 11:22pm On Oct 25, 2013

princesa: ^this here is blood so thrilling
welcome back to the pack
finally, there's a pen-king who's willing
To ignite the fire of the darkside back

!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 6:14pm On Oct 24, 2013

EROS' TRAIL

Stripped garments, all is bared
Naked curves, moist depth, rigid length-
Bodily secrets bare
Tingled touches begets befuddled senses
Hidden routes explored, nothing spared
Facial skin worn in pleasure creases
Penetrated fortresses; aroused warfare
Cramps, slams and occasional spanks
Engraved nail marks on unprotected
Pleasure groans and prolonged moans
Culminating in forced out floods
Suddenly, all is still in silent heaves

Heated lovers, warm bloods
Bed furniture, the lone casualty

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Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 6:13pm On Oct 24, 2013

SONNET 13
To my naïve ears the wise to me prove
With their tongues, (all of truth they say have known),
To restrain passion in affairs of love.
'He who act thus', quoth they, 'controls and owns
The treasured steering of relationship,
And who more does it befit to own such
Than the dominant male in a courtship.'
Governing my reasoning has this done so much;
Then on this my path affixed you came across
And all these reasoning jettisoned have I,
Unleashing all of love's own passion; thus,
This ship in your hands the steering doth lie,
As words of the wise have I laid to rest
Hearkening to that voice beating in my chest.

Poems For Review › Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 6:00pm On Oct 24, 2013

"Kaka came to visit father today
'Tonight we end our land dispute', they both say
They hugged, father nearly lifts him up his feet
Soon they begin to devour, in merry, drinks and meat

Later, uncle excused himself to pee
And he returns, locking the front door and holding the key
Father was busy telling those tales he tells us in bed
And he didn't know when uncle swung the axe and off with his head!

Mother screamed and tried to fight, but she was pregnant,
Uncle was the fortified elephant, mother the helpless ant
A strike to the belly and three to the face
Was enough to keep her mute and lifeless

The white walls once adorned with homely soot and mud
Was now smeared grey and red with blood
All these happened so sudden and quick
As it took a while for my legs and thoughts to pick

Then I grabbed Abdul and raced out the backdoor,
We burst into the kitchen but Abdul fell to the floor
I looked back to see him escaping Uncle's grasp narrowly
As he throws himself in the large oven never used by we

'Oh what a smart boy' I quietly mutter,
But he wasn't! Mama had just used it for tonight's dinner
And uncle gently sealed the oven and laughed merrily
Abdul's screams and the smell of suya will forever hunt me

No time to mourn, as I burst into the embrace of the nightly air
I ran as fast as I could, but every second brought uncle's steps near
And then suddenly, the earth rose and I dropped down
The last thing I saw was Uncle's axe coming down..."

'And that's all I can remember doctor'
I say after the incident which is about 3weeks after.
The female nurse looks very manly, and her legs...she needs to wax...
And then it became clear, but I could hardly scream, when in mid air, behind the doctor,'she' raised her axe!

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Poems For Review › Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 3:34am On Sep 07, 2013

THE STREET ARTIST
Down the dark alley another comes his way,
'Aphroditis herself', of her physique, some will simply say.
But, tonight she would be another hapless victim-
Another sculpture of flesh remodelled by him.

Once she approaches where he lurks unseen,
His greatest work of art yet, shall soon begin.
He will commence this hellish deed
By softening first her facial features with squirts of acid;

Then her tongue will he chew off like gum,
To keep her forcibly mum;
With his pen knife will he then inscribe on her face,
A work of abstract, highlighted by her blood's trace.

Now which man shall desire her to taste?
When all she holds dear, has he ravished in waste;
She would now simply be a jagged piece of art,
Admired only by those who has his stone like heart

And if the officers of law, come barging at his door,
He would simply claim the deed; for
A street artist simply is he,
Proud of his (latest) greatest piece, which is she!

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Poems For Review › Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 3:30am On Sep 07, 2013

princesa: @kagari...that's what am talking about! blood blood and more blood

@badmusace...you cut the fun, would have loved to know what happened in Wesley lane, painted in red

@firestar...you're wondering here? dnt let the vampires know you're lost lest they clamp on you

what more can i say...we have awakened the darkside

Lol! Was just warming up!

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Who needs d link for the new asphalt 8? File size 1.5gig

Poems For Review › Re: A Critique Of Poems Featured In Nairaland's "The Poets" Competition Season 2 (2) by badmusace(m): 6:10am On Sep 06, 2013

ayd91: .Badmusace's Rapture.
Your poem's account of Rapture is somewhat inadequate. The last two stanzas (for me) made the most sense and related well the rapture.
Your work is promising and I believe with more time on your hands you'd have done a lot better.
What I liked.
I liked what you did in the first three lines.
What I didn't Like.
Your poem's title is rapture but it 'seems' like a poem about the end of the world. That's why I preferred the last two stanza. They center more on Rapture.

Lovely review btw. Thanks for taking time out to do this. Well, I just wanted my first stanza to be like a background for the impending rapture. I guess I got carried away. Well imma keep writing.for improvements.

Poems For Review › Re: A Critique Of Poems Featured In Nairaland's "The Poets" Competition Season 2 (2) by badmusace(m): 5:54am On Sep 06, 2013

princesa: #walks in for defence of my poem#

- then i instead of I? for crying out loud, its a poem not some English essay! Have you Heard about poetic licence before? Okay, am not trying to say am right, but just that error like that should easily have been over looked, especially by the infamous judge 1 who am sure marked people down because of it

Well, lemme just say this, I believe if one slays grammar in a poem, it should be for a cogent reason and not just solely for the purpose of flounting poetic license. Poetic license is given to a poet to use language as he deems fit, to perfectly potray his thoughts. Assuming you had said the reason for the 'i' was bcz of the way the persona had felt below human or as a way of castigating herself for her deed, then you may have justifiably used ur license.

But this is just my opinion and I may be wrong, for who am I to say a whole Princesa was wrong?

Poems For Review › Re: Lets Get Bloody With Rhymed Poems by badmusace(m): 12:08am On Sep 06, 2013*

The afternoon clouds vapid with impending rain,
His twisted mind, tortured from life's pain.
All his loved ones ripped by gory fate,
So, all of the world he utterly hates.
But these emotions bottled up under his skinned abode
Must be expressed, lest he may implode;
So his wooden handgun he calmly wields,
Soon, will he reap a vast bloody yield,
As he slouches to the creche down Wesley Lane
To smear the walls with their budding brains!

Poems For Review › Re: A Critique Of Poems Featured In Nairaland's "The Poets" Competition Season 2 (2) by badmusace(m): 10:23pm On Sep 05, 2013

nice review. Keep it up

Poems For Review › Re: A Critique Of Poems Featured In Nairaland's "The Poets" Competition Season 2 (2) by badmusace(m): 12:34am On Sep 01, 2013

Nice one bro
Will be waiting for others wink

Phones › Re: Airtel Bb Plan On Android by badmusace(m): 12:32am On Sep 01, 2013

Really?! Thanks bro. I've bn dulling since

Phones › Re: Airtel Bb Plan On Android by badmusace(m): 10:56pm On Aug 30, 2013

It ain't really unlimited, just 2gig cry

Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 10:38pm On Aug 30, 2013

princesa: yeah self development is good...but am still a fan of 'as the spirit leads' anyday

Word

Poems For Review › Re: One Poem For The Road by badmusace(m): 10:37pm On Aug 30, 2013

The poetry couple ! Just like d Brownings *now running away *

Literature › Re: Nairaland's "The Poet" Competition Season 2 by badmusace(m): 10:33pm On Aug 30, 2013

Pdizzle: madt

Literature › Re: Nairaland's "The Poet" Competition Season 2 by badmusace(m): 10:32pm On Aug 30, 2013

OMA4U: Love this poem, very encouraging. Thanks.

U welcome

Literature › Re: Nairaland's "The Poet" Competition Season 2 by badmusace(m): 11:58pm On Aug 27, 2013

timpaker: You just made my day!

lol. I'm humbled

Literature › Re: Nairaland's "The Poet" Competition Season 2 by badmusace(m): 11:47pm On Aug 27, 2013

Nice one , I once wrote an acrostic.

To most, this may be another odd write up.
Be not shocked it hides the name of one I know.
Remember, it's just a word it hides. A top
Feminine, whom some say her words I follow.
Riddle this, read closely and do tell me who.
I may love her, although I'm not really sure.
I have already given you more than a clue.
She gets up the hidden man with her allure.
Look at my words, scheme through every line,
And soon realize whom, like Poe's "A Valentine".

The first line d first letter, the second line second letter, the third line d third letter and so on. This one actually forms 'temiloluwa'

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