If being born in Nigeria
Gives me the honor of being a Nigerian
Then hanging out with my pals at Victor's
Definitely makes me a Victorian

Knights of the round table we call ourselves
Drinking and discussing the round leather game
Where our loyalty lies are diffrerent
In our minds we are always one and united

5 star general in the army we are
Stars on the table can only but confirm this
Even though we are from different tribes and religion
Our goal is to fight for and defend one another

So barman, round the table with drinks
This one is to you my fellow Victorians
Oh.D, K.Boi, Giddy, Nonso, Cosmo, Emma, Mickeyboy,
It is an honor carousing with you.

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thank you.

abi, dats d situation our so called leaders have put us in but we'll pull through.thanx 4 ur comment and i don review ur poems, u're doing gr8 urself and using ur words, i dey feel ur cipher.

I woke up early this morning
My face sullen as if I’m mourning
I’m not happy and it shows
Just thinking about my future
And my unfulfilled dreams.

10yrs ago I was so confident
Now I’m not that resilient
My fairy tale happy ending is waning
Just thinking how pleasant it would have been
If fate has not got me in a choke hold.

What can I do to change my situation?
Can I do it alone in isolation?
Or sit around and hope for a miracle
Just thinking GOD, why me off all people
It never should have been like this.

But guess what”tough times don’t last”
Only tough people get the prize at last
I wiped the tears off my face and started
Thinking maybe if I try a little bit harder
I’ll be smiling when I wake up next morning.

thanx mate, i feel ur honest opinion, infact i had d same problem with the last verse but i just felt i shud use it like dat, all d same. thanx

thanx rose, i appreciate ur honest comment.thanx

who are d playas u have crush on,i;m kinda jealous cos i'm a playa too.

soorrryyyyyyy i'm late. so which of primera club do u support,i can bet all my money it's either barca or real.,pls tell me i'm wrong.

Tomorrow
A day of events and possibilities
That is yet untapped
But has the capacity to be a GOLD mine
For only the adventurer who never quits
Even when the pot of GOLD seems out of reach.

Tomorrow
Uncertain in its mysteries
But unraveled in its understanding
That it only gives what we ask of it
There’s no magic formula to it
It’s simply a case of planning well for tomorrow
Or be prepared to live in pain and sorrow.

Tomorrow
Brings hope as well as despair
Brings happiness as well as regret
The choice is ours to take
But not without a price to pay
To win the race, we don’t need pace
All we need is will & determination to be an ace.

Tomorrow
Where our future lies
Day of reckoning to weigh our yesterday’s decision
Let’s make hay while the sun is still shining
So we won’t ask “what will tomorrow bring?”
When we are old and dying.

Tomorrow
Is bright as the northern star in the sky
And with a burning desire to stay on course
We’ll never find ourselves in uncharted ocean
All we need to do is work together
For tomorrow is around the corner.

guess u,re not a united fan,so which color do u stand for.

yea, u fit continue wit ur own version of it.glad to hear dat u like it,i've been a fan of ur poems too and they are tight.tk care.

LIGHT

You LIGHTened up a darkened room
when you entered with your friends
you sparked up the atmosphere
with intensity not of this sphere

SMELL

Rose,the only thing that comes to mind
air are rushing to follow you
cos they like the scent you add to them
heads are turning,nose twitching
to catch where the rosy SMELL is from

LIFE

Suddenly,the room came ALIVE
everybody is trying to be interesting
to get your attention.
competion for you attention was so high
tension in the air was so real
i felt it and i had to leave
but i wish i could tell you
the 3 things that were missing
until you entered the room

na who be si ana,abi u get crush on serena.all the same nice poem dawg.

It was all in my memory,though i can't explain it
i was inside her for nine months,i think that proves it
she fed me when i had no mouth
carried me everywhere,to and fro,north and south
there're some bonds that can't be broken
like the cord and placenta that clings
me to her,my MOTHER


I finally came ito this world
and i wish i could say the word,THANK YOU
for i have no idea the pain it takes
but i have a clue of what she gives
she gave all i ever need to survive
so when i open my eyes for the first time and saw her
i said to myself,I REMEMBER YOU
as if i've seen her somewhere before


Like i said earlier it was all in my memory,though i can't explain it
i was inside her for nine months,i think that proves it.

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Just like shakespeare's tale
Romeo died looking pale
aftereffect of loosing one who's dear
same as piercing the heart with a spear
he bled to death with regret
wishing it shouldn't have end yet
flashes of happy times in his mind
sorrow takes over the dying man
for what would he do in heaven
without Juliet to make it even
what would he do in paradise
without she who makes his sun rise
Juliet was his heart and soul
and so was you before you went AWOL
now Romeo is dead,killed by Juliet.

What "s your favorite color? Someone asked me
I said RED, not the color itself, but my team
The 2nd most successful team in England and
The best in premiership
8 Times out of 14 as champions, it’s no joke.

REDS, u cant miss them on the theater of dreams,
Where dreams come true, where on the 8th day
God created KEANO.
We have the RUUDest players and the white
ROONEY aldinho, no wonder we are champions again.

Manchester United, the Red Devils
United we stand, Divided we are still standing
We scare the Blues & the Gunners out of their pants
Anything we play like the devil we are, so
Lets continue to sing our song "we are the champion’

Who’s the enigmatic weird one
Puffing smoke every time he speaks
A semi god in his house,
Worships orunmila in his shrine.
Who’s the genius posing nude
For cameras and journalist in his pants
He’s the only one that has death in his couch,
Even though he’s not here,
We can hear him all around us
He says the truth,
He sings the opposite of lie
And he lived his songs
Who’s the president of kalakuta
The land of free, the republic of Africa’s true son
He’s a thorn in the flesh of our leaders
A voice to reckon with, a no yes-man
Who’s the prophetic one
That sings the future without consulting oracles
Who’s the comedian
That does yabeez in his shrine
Who’s the man that we all grow to respect
He is baba 70, the weird one.

It’s the dawn of Monday,
As the dawn’s lone trumpeter sounds
To remind us of our obligation
And aspiration to eat our cake
While we still have it.

Our shadow is growing darker
And the skin is weeping for
The bodies that are digging for gold
Where u can only get oil.
The die is cast, we’re on chance
And we may get a bonus for our hard work

The twilight zone has been reached
When we are taller than the next best us
It’s time for curtain call, we take a bow
And head to our sweetest place,
Where loneliness is replaced by company
We’ve been longing for

Twink of an eye, the trumpeter
Wakes us again to ask the question
What do we gain, when we can lose it all
In a flash, when summer can suddenly turn to winter
The land where tomorrow never dies
Lies the answer.

We are still friends but we don’t talk anymore,
Still care, but I don’t see u anymore
Still go to church but I don’t pray 4 u anymore
Still my favorite team but I don’t cheer u again
Still my favorite track but I don’t hear it again
Still my LOVE, only now we are APART

Still light up my world, but now I’m in the dark
Still my full moon but I don’t turn to werewolf
Still my oasis, but I’m lost in the desert
Still my bullet proof, but I’ve been baldy hit
Still my mother, but I don’t breastfeed again
Still in my memory, but now I’m having amnesia
I still LOVE you, but now we are APART

you can call me a man of steel
cos i've been pulled by your magnetic heart
you can say i'm an insect
and your beautiful petals have attracted me
either way,i'm stuck on.

you you can call me a fly
cos i've been trapped in the web of love you spin
you can also call me a bird
cos i'm living in the nest of love you built
either way,i'm incomplete without you.

i can say you're the 8th world wonder
cos i've never seen anything quite like you
i can also say you're my northern star
shining ever bright and giving me direction
either way,we're made for each other.

nice mate ,some of the best rhymes i've seen in a long time and the fact that it all made purrfect sense.thumbs up man.