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Poems For Review / Re: I Was Baptize... by merit12(f): 8:47am On Jan 24, 2016 |
I enjoy reading your poem jojo Keep it up...and keep writting I will keep reading as much as i can 1 Like |
Music/Radio / Re: Avicii Fans Thread by merit12(f): 8:12pm On Jan 20, 2016 |
i am also a fan.............................................................i understand is also a dj |
Poems For Review / Re: The Rogue. by merit12(f): 12:50am On Jan 15, 2016 |
I like the poem and your careful description to whom the content refers to. Good ,good,very good Clap for your self. |
Poems For Review / Re: Differences by merit12(f): 9:01am On Jan 07, 2016 |
********** Love covers all Love heals all Was our slogan during those periods We were envied by foes Loved by friends A day without the other Is like eternity in hell ********** I like this part .......I remember someone 1 Like |
Poems For Review / Re: When I Get Home by merit12(f): 8:52am On Jan 07, 2016 |
Qaisar1: I hoped my explanation was correct to some extend? |
Poems For Review / Re: I See What I Can't See by merit12(f): 10:51pm On Jan 06, 2016 |
This is a story |
Poems For Review / Re: My Love Is Hatred by merit12(f): 12:53pm On Jan 06, 2016 |
Poems For Review / Re: My Love Is Hatred by merit12(f): 12:03pm On Jan 06, 2016 |
emaculate99: You made front page am happy for you |
Poems For Review / Re: My Love Is Hatred by merit12(f): 12:00pm On Jan 06, 2016 |
maiahsaiah:yes ma but am not homesexual sweetheart Thanks |
Poems For Review / Re: My Love Is Hatred by merit12(f): 11:47am On Jan 06, 2016 |
holyFRED: Grazie Thank you sir The pleasure is all my |
Poems For Review / Re: My Love Is Hatred by merit12(f): 9:34am On Jan 06, 2016 |
emaculate99: Doffe Doffer Doffest Any other addiction to the above?if not I comment below I doffest my Capello for you Seriously,sincerity, am satisfied I hoped to become better Do all my assignment and read my book. 2 Likes |
Poems For Review / Re: My Love Is Hatred by merit12(f): 9:28am On Jan 06, 2016 |
emaculate99: Oops Well Am at my beginners stage .. Am here to learn Hope to become a better student Thanks 1 Like |
Poems For Review / Re: My Love Is Hatred by merit12(f): 9:06pm On Jan 05, 2016 |
donifez:Thanks oga me. Just following your foot step. |
Poems For Review / Re: When I Get Home by merit12(f): 9:01pm On Jan 05, 2016 |
Yet again, another cold morning Stretched hard and managed yawning I was ready; for I've planned before today To leave the slums already; if I didn't fail This writer was prepared to leave home and look for better life .he had prepared for the next day finally the day had arrived, the feeling or mood of the writter is happy because the long expected days came. Packed not bags Just a short and a rag They've been with me Even before I became dark He don't need much things just few things he own already short and rag [color=#990000]The last line hereI think you made mistake Even before it became dark as in night .[/color] Maybe I was selfish Wanted a life for my sisters and mummy But not here in the slums All they do is nothing but dirty and fetish He has hoped for good life for his family that's why he had to leave to get a better life for them. It's two days I've been walking and swearing Couldn't pray? Yeah Couldn't find my faith nor bearings [color=#000099]The journey has obviously began .the mood of the writer change here to being sad ...regret is quietly setting in ,he get to point he could not found his Faith to pray[/color]. It is darker The night, voraciously feeding on its victims Was I mad? Was it hunger? Or maybe I wasn't thinking Should I retreat and forget 'The City'? In this part uses personification, (the art of describing non living things ,object with living things features for example the night voraciously = eagerly or devour.the night can't feed it has no mouth or teeth)it a way of saying the night is waiting for him to die I think now he is thinking of retreat which is going back home swearing and pharphs no more food.one the is regret is there Thoughts came through, on and into my mind But it couldn't be water nor food Soon I'll go empty and dry, then die... To or fro; either ways, 'twas mine to decide. He thought of what he has left with him ,soon they become empty then he dies ..now he is thinking seriously to go home or still ahead So I pushed a little further Through lakes that conceived not waters Into caves which were rocky freezers Couldn't sleep - once sweet-dreams became bitter with the strenght he went ahead with hopes ,he found a place and rest in cave which he found but could not sleep there it was drawn on him all his plans to have a good life by going to the city had failed . That's also personification dream cannot taste anything .dreams have no tongue to taste With quivering knees I went up there Colourful skies, shadowed City; Both, still not near Could have gone for it But my breath was leaving me Was not to blame death for helping me Then I found faith; I prayed A promise of blessings All for my family When I get home He became cold ...he thought of the city he wanted to go though still not near him..he was dieing slowly is breath was leaving (once breath lives ones life it death .)he prayed .......he also thought proving for them or blessing them and making them happy once he get home (home there is not his real house were he left from he was indirectly saying when he get to hell ,heaven or dies finally .) I hope my explanation is correct according to understanding ......it same thing with our youth of these day going to lybia and crossing to Italy.going to Europe by foot .frist they wanted to make their family happy but during the journey death can also set in. It not all that leaves home get to their destination it only few that makes it. I like the poem and the lessons it teaches. 2 Likes |
Poems For Review / Re: No I Can't Be Cheated by merit12(f): 2:14pm On Jan 05, 2016 |
emaculate99: Thanks it okey now |
Poems For Review / Re: My Love Is Hatred by merit12(f): 2:09pm On Jan 05, 2016 |
I will kiss you with the kisses of age, Filled with French fantasies; A lamina of Latin language, With a cistern of English love, And the saplings of truth. This first lines means the writer is very happy with his new found love that's a hyperbole an exaggeration poetic device which is an overstatement. Let me behold your blindness, And protect your virginity, Your sword sharpen will I, And your laundry man, I will be, With this, your scale will be balanced. Still in his happy state ready to do anything for the fondness and love he has found still using hyperbole. ..blindness can't be hold neither virginity can be protected ..laundry man and scale will be balanced represents he is ready to any thing for his love .. Your temple will I clean, The “minister of truth,” my aim, So that the saplings will grow, And the sword of justice be safe. Also this is hyperbole also using metaphor.cool But now, my love is in shackles, My truths are now lies, My holiness is dizziness, My tears are changeless, And my hope is hopeless. Now the mood of the writter has changed to sad state he seem hurt and betrayed.he is expressing how he felt now discovering using shackles lies dizziness change less hopeless this are sad words.truly hurt metaphor he uses very well when you using a word to compair other but not using but as is a metaphor for example my holiness is dizziness it compare holiness to dizziness but didn't us as or Like .that's metaphor well done .. My love has become hatred, For my love can now see, Her blindfolding, removed it is, And her sword, slighted, Her robe sowed with blood, And her scale useless! Placing her as virgin from the previous lines now he discover her clothes is not white now it stain meaning he though she was clean and holy but she is not .....maybe she has been pretending too to be perfect now the writer hate her more Her temple, a brothel; And a plague for righteousness, The death of the truth saplings: The fortress of the corrupt. He goes as far to describe her as a prostitute. After the discovering it really hurting when you think some one is perfect good and all that and later discover she was just pretending Something as perfect as our leader that we think they are ready to obtain justic for us are prostituting (by taking money and giving people favour )the sword of truth which stood for justice. I hope my explanation is correct Well done love this poem it opens my heart looking at it literally I modify some part ©Emaculate Ife /quote] 26 Likes 4 Shares |
Romance / Re: 5 Things To Get Right On Your Wedding Day. by merit12(f): 10:44am On Jan 05, 2016 |
Are you getting ready to get marry |
Poems For Review / Re: No I Can't Be Cheated by merit12(f): 10:39am On Jan 05, 2016 |
[quote author=jaymejate post=41671830] Do you expect me to start replying you, telling you who i am with a poem? I'm not a poet [/ quote]- Am not a poet as well Why then did you not mind your business? |
Poems For Review / Re: No I Can't Be Cheated by merit12(f): 10:12am On Jan 05, 2016 |
jaymejate:congrats for what? You have not answer my questions in my previous poem Who do you think you are? |
Poems For Review / Re: No I Can't Be Cheated by merit12(f): 10:11am On Jan 05, 2016 |
jaymejate:congrats for what? |
Poems For Review / Re: No I Can't Be Cheated by merit12(f): 10:10am On Jan 05, 2016 |
DuchessLily: Thanks sweet it transactions It okey now resolved .... Get me really angry Did you check my poem ? What's your explaination |
Poems For Review / No I Can't Be Cheated by merit12(f): 9:54am On Jan 05, 2016 |
Ahhhhhhhh I scream As a roaring lion, Deep silent fell into me Like a cold hand of ice, Angry I become the more. Dead silence on the other side Of the phone , After brief talk on the Angry I become the more . My eyes widen My tongue become bitter My stomach hurts My head become more heavier The trees began whispering Strange sound Frowned confused tears Rolled down from my eyes I can't take it anymore I say I can't be cheated over my labour I can't be cheated from my right Not even from HER My loveone My calculations are right That's my hard end right No I can't be cheated |
Poems For Review / Re: This Boy Is Mad by merit12(f): 5:02am On Jan 05, 2016 |
Qaisar1:Yes boss |
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