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This is a very beautiful poem, ngaz. You just made me see these resolutions in a completely different way.

'You will conquer your goals
If your focus can burn your fears'.

These lines are a beautiful quote.

This looks like the most beautiful stanza from your poem. You missed a word in the fourth line, though.

The sweetness of the honeycomb dares my spirit,
The vigour of the swarming bees scares my soul,
But for the taste of honey,
The must Forge forward,
Defiling the stings of the bees,
And claiming the prize.
The intensity of focus breaks barriers

Thanks for sharing this, ngaz.

Qaisar1:
It's Over!

emaculate99:
It's over

Emma & Q!

Pdizzle:
Shoutout to my NPC family, thanks for the tutoring, inspirations, gist, arguments... Y'all mean a lot to me.
Olumide wishes you all a Prosperous new year.

Cc: Llaykorn, donifez, emaculate99, Texanomaly, firestar, JigsawKillah, tovot, gidiquotes, gbemmy, yuzjet...

Llaykorn help me mention others, i don't know their username on here.. Sheikh, bola, philtrum, jew, CCM, Nike, Oses
Don't leave anyone out, inform lalasticlala too. Lol

Thank you so much, brother!

Cisse7575
Rudepen
Philtrum
Fhysx
Bolakale40

morganacanta:
Very nice point .too bad the poem was copied.

You don't seem so intelligent. You copied some else's poem because you can't write a line of poetry, posted it without giving credits and you're so brave to say it to the whole world? You're dumber than a dumb-bell.

Notice I didn't identify my name as the writer still is mile ahead of the trash you guys have been writing.

You didn't identify your name as the writer? Now I understand. If you could identify the mistakes in that poem, you wouldn't steal it to form for us here.

Because the main sign of a good poem is "dancing language " a poem should leave you wanting more not as self explanatory as a nursery rhyme.

Just shut up, already! What the hell is dancing language? You think we are some bunch of retards here who will get confused and back off at the spilling of your poorly-conjured unexisting vocabulary? Poems shouldn't be self-explanatory? Are you sane at all? You must be a better poet than the tens of great late poets whose poems never need a second reading to be grasped.

Maybe I butchered the spellings but the person who wrote that is one of the most respected Lecturers in Nigeria.

Your dumbness is legendary. So the fact that the poet is a lecturer made those ugly spelling errors correct? If that poet is a lecturer of literature truly, and he wrote that bullshit you posted, he needs an urgent sack.

Something judging by your stupid childish criticism you can never be .

It's quite interesting that an honest-but-harsh critique can sound childish to you. I want you to find a name for your ill-mannered, stupid, non-honest and rude critiques you've been jumping around dishing out to people when you can't even write a ten line poem to give thanks to God until you steal some error-riddled work of some imaginary dumb lecturer who substitutes 'is' for 'it is'.

'Is a new year'

And before you foolishly assume someone wrote a poem ,check the name of the poet first .Mumu

Now, you're officially the biggest fool I met in 2015. You posted a poem without a name to make everyone think you wrote it but your illiterate self couldn't see that it was filled with shame-birthing errors. Now that we've made you see that, you're asking me to check the name of the poet first? A name you didn't put there?

You can be a very happy troll in the Romance Section or the Politics Section. Don't try this nonsense with us here again.

daretodiffer:
When did you become so mean?

Sincerely, sister, I wasn't being mean. I would only have been mean - if I didn't do that - to poets that are better than him whom he stepped out to critique their works in a worse way.

Laveda:
Llaykorn..can I?

Sure!

Nubian113:
shocking... right


Happy New Year to You & Yours.

More than shocking! Happy new to you too, Nubian. Who are You and Yours?

GIYAZZ:
Can I spit?

Come on, do it bro!

E383:
llakorn you are wicked! Lmao!

I?

Qaisar1:
This won't make my bin.

Sincerely, I expected to mistake him for Rupert Brooke or Robert Frost if he ever put pen to paper. To say I'm disappointed is an understatement.

darkenedrebel:
can I post mine? ...

Hi Rebel! Yes, definitely you can.

morganacanta:
The sky will darken again tonight
Sending the frail wind shierking
Shivers of expectations looming
For tomorrow is ever so near .

But tomorrow is not just tomorrow .
Is a new path untertered
Like the first blush of spring
The opening of a pink petal ,
Of hopes and dreams unrealised .

We have trudged tirelessly
Encounterd different obstacles
Our hope in jeopardy .
Our tears ever so fresh..

But tomorrow is not just tomorrow
Is the reawakening of dreams .
The restoration of faith
The sound of a new beginning.

For we have fought the good fight .
We have stepped on torns .
We have battled our demons .
And yes we still live .
To awaken our tears filled eyes .
To the bright light of a new beginning.
We welcome you 2016"

Can you see the one who told another person to stop writing poetry because he didn't write a sonnet or an ode?

When I saw you trying to critique other people's works in your rude and arrogance-filled style, I thought you would be able to write poetry without flaws. You're a big joke! You don't even know how to punctuate correctly.

You can't spell shrieking correctly.

You can't even spell encountered correctly.

You don't even know how to spell thorns.

You can't spell untattered correctly.

You can't spell tear-filled without error.

You don't even know when to use the comma or the full stop, or where to even place them.

You've been jumping around all day and you don't even know the difference between 'is' and 'it is'.

I'd severely punish my 12 year old brother for these mistakes. You should just stop trying to write poetry already. You won't get anywhere for all great poets were known with the most extreme of humility. You're an embarrassment to poetry and all the poets of the world; the living and the dead of them, if this is all you can offer. I can already see Robert Frost covering his face in shame for this balderdash you just posted.

Qaisar1

I,  Reminiscing
Things we did with our time
How we played, laughed and smile
The facts, truths and some lies
The knowledge, The stories,
The leaders;  the spies
The Celebrated joys,
The Goodnights
For all these
Thanks.
NPC

joseph1832:

Scintillating feelings of joy,
Lust and desire swim about,

Lewd thoughts and delicious
Females tease there about,

Pleasure that speak and listen
Ease for years unending,

Holding us with warmth,
Giving us comfort unending,

Thanking God for a year
Filled with females hallelujah.

Llaykorn:

For hands that reached and touched our own
For smiles that glowed and cloaked our homes
With garments of cheers and robes of mirth.
Oh Allah, I thank you first.

For the gift of life and the gift of breath.
For all the Thanks' and I LOVE YOU's said
Reflections - state of hearts down a year
Oh Allah I thank you here.

With a cup of juice, forming a toast.
Make me for the knocking year, a blessed host.

Gbemmy:

Discomforted, paralyzed, hopes shattered.

Four years of learning - sweeping by like dust.

Matters arose - moments changed....

Ever rolling till all baded 'bye'.

Self esteem, confidence an courage - rested in peace.

Confidants looked down with faces boldly painted with
disappointments.

Tried pulling myself back but fell apart the more

And all of a sudden - gave in

Dumb, bad, foolish nothing to stay back for.

Eyes of the world saw nothing but a psycho.

Life was a mess: but at the point of getting drowned.

Something beckoned; Sounded like a message of love

The sound was the only thing back -

But it gave a reason to live.

Lost all yet; alive and filled with hope.

All the thanks to God Of Love!

Fhysx:

It started with just a tick.
The days began to flick.
With daily bread to give,
As we journey through to peak.

Each day, each demand.
Each dawning, each challenge.
Though through troubled waters,
We voyage to harbor safely.

When it appeared to end in failure,
The Sailor said it's to my favor.
Even when I lost my day job,
He fed me despite my labour.

With a grateful heart,
Sincere appreciation,
Unreserved THANKSGIVING,
I SAY THANK YOU LORD.

Tovot:

Combustible of emotions bursting through my being.

Wondering how ever did I make it through;

Looking up to the invisible but Majestic hand guiding and guarding

Through the times of joy pain sorrow and gain

Standing here now, ready for the year flowing with milk and honey.

With strength and vigor renewed,

I look up to the Heavens with heart full of thanks.

Giving them the reins to make this one greater than the former.

emaculate99:

Being at peace with my complexities,
A way to achieve my simplicity,
My life, unsuccessful without an obstacle,
Experience I got from the struggle,
With this, at peace, I will be with my haters.

A twelfth night comes hither,
A night ushering a new beginning,
The grace to behold the beginning,
I seek, for all men including you,
A token, it is, to say "thank you".

GidiQuotes:

In the blink of an eye,
The year went by.

I cried and smiled.
my inner voice's is tongue tied.

I did wrong; I learnt to be right.

I was young but sent to fight.
To stay strong through the day & night

I was in the dark till I saw his light
I am thankful for making it bright

Thankful for making it bright.

Pdizzle:

Grace flutters by
Shreds its garment on me
Perches at distant, blows kisses at me
Housed me giant bubbles
Tumbling safely to momma december

With knife of hope we slit the new yam
Adulations to Obatala, pray we don't see harm
Too much love to hate
Too much joy to be unhappy
Many have gone but here i am.

Donifez:

I set out the dishes
Eating all the way
Turkeys and a lot of fishes
My stomach will surely sway.

I play the clarinet
Everywhere is gay
An unplanned sextet
The alcohol has its way.

Do not envy me.
It is thanksgiving day.