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I want to share my short play with u guys...

I will help U....if u reply this...

adeval: i need someone to help me compose a poem on gracious sister/lady..i have tried but i need frm u..tanx dont worry i can refence ur name if u insist..

I WILL DO ALL YOU WANT FROM ME
My eyes are open now-
My sun has gone down,
I am getting the shakes now;
Like the moon stinking into dawn...

All the stitches in the world
Can't sew me together
Dusk has descended my heart,
And torn it apart.

And I will swim deepest fountains,
Climb tallest mountains;
Do all you want from me
To see you come back home.

Everyday I look at pictures you left behind,
Memories of you rekindle in my mind;
True love is hard to find
Without you I feel old, and nearly blind.

I will swim deepest fountains,
Climb tallest mountains;
Do all you want from me
To see you come back home.

Bridge.
Scents of roses will one day go,
Streams will cease to flow;
But memories I spent with you
Will always beat in my heart true.


I will swim deepest fountains, (2x)
Climb tallest mountains;
Do all you want from me
To see you come back home.

TODAY IS CHRISTMAS

Christ was born on Christmas day,
We sing and pray;
Children show off their new heels,
And mothers make delicious meals;
Today is Christmas!

‘I hate Christmas!’ said a fowl with a wounded eye—
Today, some of my brothers will die,
Never hesitate, escape or even try
Just flap your wings, squeak and cry;
Today is Christmas!’

Nice rhymes......but the plot of the poem is scattered.....it's difficult to understand for a serious poem. But if it's a kind of nonsensical poem like Lewis Carroll's poems, then it is so nice! Because with the rhythm, rhymes, it could be sung, and it's very humorous....

it is nice...........but my advise is "you should remove those brackets...and words in the brackets"...and also change Nigeria in to countries....then, the poem is class!

adjain: What do you think "humorous" means, eh, Poster?

May be we see humor different.....but I see humor as witty observations of things around which are funny......and I wrote this poem 2 years ago during Christmas....and it depicts what I observed among I and my friends...

The dinner

Alfred: [relaxed manner] How was your school days like?

Jane: [Smiling face] Awesome!

Alfred: [sips his glass of wine] Which school did you attend then?

Jane: [Proudly] Oxford university for my first degree and Harvard for my masters.

Alfred: [Gapes his mouth and shakes his head] Wow, splendid!

Jane: [Catches Alfred's facial gesture] Did you go Oxford, too?

Alfred: [Nods his head like an Agama lizard] Somewhat!

Jane: [smiling face] Was it at Oxford or Harvard?

Alfred: [Nods like a young boxer listening to a trainer's instructions] Kind of!

Jane: [Growing out of patience] Have you travelled or seen the shores of abroad before?

Alfred: [Nods again and in more shaky voice] Hmmmmm...... and my journeys were always quick in skies!

Jane: [a bit surprised] So you own a jet?

Alfred: No.....no!

Jane: So how ?

Alfred: On the back of a butterfly that offered marvelous rides in childhood dreams.

Jane: [Impressed] Wow, that must have cost a lot of money.

Alfred: [Comfortably. passing his hand through locks of his hairs] Cost a lot of money indeed!

Jane: [pats Alfred hand cozily] Please next time when you are traveling on the back of butterfly can you reserve space for two ?

Alfred: [Assuring voice] Sure!

...Good....
....brood...
...turns my mood...
..Ernest Hemingway...
...one of the greatest everyday

I just found this poem I wrote two years ago....and want to share it with nairalanders...

HUMOROUS FACTS ABOUT FRIENDS

Most people treasure money and gold,
And pray for wealth in million fold;
But nothing can be compared to friends.
They are wonderful reliable ends.

Friends will console you with advices,
And talk you out of irritating vices;
Valentines, they send you gifts and mails,
Christmas, you are given meats and even cow tails.

Sometimes, we pay and give our friends back
With goodies and presents in stack;
Teach each other how to jug oranges and tomatoes,
And even joke there ain't no problem eating loads of potatoes!

Just like how diamonds are rare,
It’s difficult to come across friends that would love and care;
And like French wine,
Friendship matures with time and becomes somewhat divine.

I have insomnia I can't sleep. I need a gun to blow my brains out!!!

mufex: As a boy, I said to you, "I love girl,
You make my head whirl;
I love your smooth face,
It makes my whole heart race."

I recalled, I asked; "Do you love me, too
The way I love you,
Let be sincere to each other
Cause' that's what we need to be together."

Baby, you remember the first time i kissed you,
We were in a dark room, with no light shinning through;
And when I held your hand,
Our hearts spoke words no one could understand.

You remember the first time we made love,
It was like we were in clouds above;
Everything felt new,
That's the best memory of i have of you.

Now, every night you sleep by my side,
The love of my life and my bride;
Snoring all night long,
Deafening my ears infuriating song!!!

As a boy, I said to you, "I love girl,
You make my head whirl;
I love your smooth face,
It makes my whole heart race."

I recalled, I asked; "Do you love me, too
The way I love you,
Let be sincere to each other
Cause' that's what we need to be together."

Baby, you remember the first time i kissed you,
We were in a dark room, with no light shinning through;
And when I held your hand,
Our hearts spoke words no one could understand.

You remember the first time we made love,
It was like we were in clouds above;
Everything felt new,
That's the best memory of i have of you.

Now, every night you sleep by my side,
The love of my life and my bride;
Snoring all night long,
Deafening my ears infuriating song!!!

You followed simply rules of poetry....but the poem is too subtle....the lines, rhymes, rhythm were just too complex, rough; and it discourages readers from wanting to read more. But there is talent....you have talent! My advise is make your poems simple, and when read aloud it should sound like you are speaking to someone. Yours' had a good plot that arouses curiosity, but simplicity was lacking.

Finally stop imitating the Americans' poets. Because your poem is just like Alan Ginsberg's poems, but with rhymes, but I must admit that you have talent....keep practicing....practice! Don't be discouraged!!!!!

MY GRANDMOTHER’S ILLNESS

My grandmother was getting very ill,
She lay on her bed weary and still;
And didn’t move her body or stir her toes,
And not eating, even worsen her woes!

We called a doctor to cure her disease,
And heal her and make her body at ease
We felt she was in great pain,
She rebuked us saying,
‘Nothing will persuade her remain in the world!’

She and grandfather were apart,
Grandfather was dead, and she loved him with all her heart;
She wanted to die without any delay,
Even if death comes this very day!

Her chest heaved up and down,
Neither did she complain or frown;
But she had on her face
A smile so bright that can make hearts race!

Next day, she was dead;
Breathless on her bed
Rooted on the bed like a stone,
And her body chilled to bone!

you should have made it in stanzas.....

Were U writing a poem?

Average.....just average....