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Pregnant Future

A wise farmer arises at the sun rise
Hanging hoe on his shoulder from home
Holding firmly to his machete sternly and hurry
Heading for farming to farm any farming

He scorns the thorns and plants the corns
Hoping to harbor in his palour his labour
But overtime the harvest time grows no dime
The man weeps deep, still nothing to reap

If men could see the blossom future
Only things that breed leisure they will nurture
But the future is uncertain and unfair
Jumbled up with tears and wears

No one know the child it will bear
Though sometimes it appears crystal clear
We have to be steadfast for the days of harvest
And by hope that will live and await the best

From the pregnant future

texanomaly: Nice job! Impressive.

Be sure to back up your poetry. I lost some of my favorite poems from my "Random Ramblings" thread.

Thanks ma'am!

LarrySun: Deeper than prose, poetry is a land of iron coinage and of iron speech; hence my reluctant desire to journey thence. I once came, I saw, and I fled. I'll rather remain grinding my stones in the hamlet of amateurish prose. Those who travel to this iron land are later canonized as gods; gods of words.

sir larry is a god armed with words, so why did you flee?

timpaker: Great piece bro. I love your use of metaphors and the 'ally ....."Paradise of peace and no pain foresee..."Far past beyond the earth's bond..." I wish I could write like you.

keep whinning, okay?

anyway, thanks bro. i just wanna be posting my written poems for critiquing...

A MEMORY OF THE DEATH (Quatrain)

So sad that saddened morning
A noise was heard; agony of death
The songs of dirge of mourning
For your departure from the earth

Grim reaper of men has struck again
Natural assassin that can’t be bribed
Leaving us to wallow in forever pain
No matter how much we proscribe

If death has a price, you would never die
You’re worth more than bags of gold
Though you never wait to say bye
In my heart your memories I behold

Sometimes I feel your warmth around me
Like your fragrance is so near and close
I’d shut my eyes may be you will I see
Or your face when you were here bestows

I know you are not so far from me
You live just a little way beyond
Paradise of peace and no pain foresee
Far past beyond the earth’s bond

When I feel I miss you the most
And as years go drifting by so much
I delve into my library of memories host
Your memories are heaven’s gentle touch


Soothing me, like a soft balm on spines
You are the sunlight that sparks on sheets
The beaming moon that shines
The cool breeze that send off heats

They heal and conquer the pain in my heart
The rough and tranquil days we shared
Will find abode and life in my poetry art
I will lay them underneath the pillow on my bed

Though alive we do speak no more
In my head you forever live in me and sings
Perhaps you come to me in night dreams
I will disclose to you many things

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White Sea shore sand
Embrace our foot with coolness
Relishing the blast cold air
Transcending from beneath the ocean

Blissful touch of heaven upon us
Awed by the sea sand and nature’s ecstasy
Feel the thrill and chill of breeze
When we close our eyes to decipher
How it feels when lovers kiss
And Surrender to nature’s bliss

Those happy moments are countless
Just like the constellations of stars
That streams of joy is endless
Like a deep mighty ocean

Our well of love is deep and dries less
Water for lovers there reside
Heaven bears me witness
How much I have long for this day
Since I’ve been struck by this goddess
I tingle and she wriggles and goes numb

Stealing my heart with one glance of hers
She’s got fragile eye balls of lust
Her melodious voice like sound of hymns
From David’s harp; ringing in my locked-up brain

copyright 2014.

A succint and fascinating abstract of Brand of Cain, an engrossing detective story. I'm sure missEmjay won't be disappointed.

[quote author=Jollyjoy][/quote]It's mainly for literary section chat! okay?

so enjoy!!!

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timpaker: I don't think i agree with you on that one. Guy, Na wa to you oooo.
I can't say if I have any but a friend is seeking to publish one of my poetic stories (not The Convict) soon.

I'm sorry I can't take up Cuddlemii"s spot cuz I'm always on the move, i.e I travel a lot and the task requires adequate concentration and composure (which are like gold to me aside working). I think I'm better of as a participant.

But I trust you can handle the contest very well judging from the passion you have for poetry and the way you handled the weekly contest before the Nairaland Tsunami

I'm no where in proximity to handling that, even though I might love to. I'll initiate poetry collaborations as soon as I'm off the hook. Pls inform me whenever it's published. Pardon my clumsiness, na d fone wey I dey use o

This Timpaker na God know where e for learn poetry. Best nairaland poet is not a modicum neither is it a plethora of encomium, but a succint laud. Cuddlemii is busy now so we need you to take the mantle, pls. Tim, have you had any published works?

poetry competition o, cuddlemii we're waiting. Hello princesa?

LarrySun
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VanTee20: No, I'm in faculty of Science.

Okay now.....

VanTee20: No. The course is a general one.

Faculty of art or management?

VanTee20: Lol. I believe everyone is learning. Only that some people have more to learn than others.

The term paper is on Business evaluation and some other business jargons like that.

That's it! I have more to learn.

Are you a business student?

obyrich: Cool. I love this! Sweet and beautiful artistic work.

Thanks..... obyrich.

VanTee20: My day's going smooth. I'm working on a term paper presentation.

Do you write?

Yes, but I'm a big time amateur. Still an avid learner

Term paper on what?

VanTee20: You know na .

How's the day going?

Back on Nairaland before the weekend ends

And you?

VanTee20: Aww, sorry. Why don't you get yourself some *coughs*

some what? uhmmmm......

HumbledbYGrace: when winter is almost over?

Almost over with feverish breeze

If Tomorrow Starts Without Me
(Couplet)

If tomorrow starts without me
And I am no more here to see

If your eyes filled with my tears
And your trembling soul dread and fears

I wish you strong heart and warm soul
And coolness on your heart's burning coal

When you think of the day I abscond
And you want to call and I don't respond

When you think of that journey gore
That I will be coming back no more

When you would wish to see or tell me
How much you love and miss me but I flee

But as much as you wish and wish
We will never get to gist or reach

When you think of the days of old
When I'll wake and call you my blood

Sweetheart, son, princess or friend
My loving words have come to an end

If tomorrow starts without me
And I'm no more here to see

Do not think my spirit has flown away forever
Lean back on our fondly memories, but don't shiver

Remember my smiles and gentle touch
Like the gentle autumn of rain and blush

Remember my scorns and hurtful insults
Remember my wrongs and painful words

If tomorrow starts without me
And I'm no more here to see

When flagging my zeal and strengths
Or gone the treaded gentle poetry paths

When the lilies in my head have withered
The roses in my hand have fallen and wandered

When the galaxy of stars glisten a forlorn hope
When I've gone and will never return or grope

When the earth's liquid I'll drink no more
Or favourite dish in my mouth will become sour

When my shrouded brain no longer thinks
Or my cold hands no linger hold pen or blinks

When the darkness and hidden fears are gone
When I'll no longer bother about the the morrow sun

If tomorrow starts without me
And I'm no more here to see

Shower me blessings and earthly prayers
That will ascend me to the heaven's layers

VanTee20: Nothing much sir. You?

Catching cold...

LarrySun: I'm doing great, buddy. Nice having you around.

How is your weekend going, Larry?

Condolence, Texa. It's just inevitable!

Vantee20, long time. what's up with you?

priscaoge: Story that touches the heart.....




Nice one!

Uhmmmm You don't read it, do you?

princechrming: Quite succinct! I love the writer's lapidary literary style of writing. Nice one!

Yeah! That's what intrigues me the most, his distinct style of writing.

Thanks, mods for hearkening.

princechrming: Quite succinct! I love the writer's lapidary literary style of writing. Nice one!

Yeah! That's what intrigues me the most, his distinct style of writing.