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free2ryhme: when he was alive you never wrote a sentence now he is dead suddenly everyone has a poem


abeg make we hear word jor

Mighty Fortress: Man of the people...
A life of pain,yet noble...
Peace!! Madiba!!






My first effort, sumone rate it for me!!

princesa: yes it is. Too bad for dryad.

I just looked up who or what a dryad is, and now i understand the poem better.

Silly me...lol

princesa: too bad, i don't do or believe in Greek Mythology, neither am i a comformist, try harder

princesa: don't worry, you will survive

stefikal: awwww...eyah
can I buy it?

Nope. I've decided to park it up till she leaves the neighbourhood

Obinnau: good. Never hurts to be peaceful.

princesa: and why are you so mean to me?

Cuz you've bn a bad girl
Now say this pledge
"I henceforth promise to follow basic rules of poetry
And shall write on poetry forms known and unknown to me.
I hereby ask that the spirit leads me to conform with what is conformable in poetry.
These i pledge in Apollo, Athena, Bragi' and Milil's name."

Jodekss: he's a genius we must all admit but I think anything's searchable via www.google.com

princesa: i knw. But you must admit that one has to knw of the existence of these terms, before looking it up in Google. And am wondering if he actually lives IN Google to have these terms and poetry forms handy.

Please stop bn an outlaw and be a conformist and hey Hajiya I don't live in google

princesa: i swear you're a case Tim

where do you freaking draw up all this poetry forms from!?

Answer= Internet
Btw fortunately I learnt some here on nairaland but majority are from a poetry forum

Obinnau: how did it go tim?

badmusace: Erm..where is my dictionary? Sacrifice Dryad's shelter, so humans can enjoy Christmas

Heheheheheheh. You need no dictionary for this na. (I think )
This is what dryad pass through every Christmas, it misses one of its very own.

Jodekss: muaaaah... I love diss

badmusace: AT THE END OF A YEAR
Our own version of winter:
The morning fog afflicts us with
temporary myopia;
The early cold continually snoozes
our alarms.

Hence, more childbirth in September.
The car zooms past us,
leaving behind
a mushroom of dust,
which find homes on
thirsty leaves and naked roofs.

Wrinkled lips like dried tree barks;
In between fingers and toes,
‘white’ strategically hides.
Sometimes giving the illusion of
a hastily powdered skin.


Skit:
On TV,
a kid wails in betwixt laps
of a grinning-rotund-black-white-bearded-man
in loose fitted red and hat of same.


Wasteful spending begins:
My neighbour has starved
all through the year, to fatten her purse.
Only to empty its contents on stocks,
needed and unneeded, to be
demolished in two hurried gobbles!
Every other year, she passes this same
old torch to her 'old-new' self.


Quick ascension period on the financial scale and all other weighted ills:
Birthing houses scythed for day old young;
The road lies in wait with an appetite larger than ever,
Twisted metals and shards of jagged glass smeared scarlet
are remnants from its daily meal,
Still beings void of organs
flank our roads;
All forms of nappers device new means
and revise old means for capture;
Our own forceful and erratic aurora borealis,
with showers of debris and disjointed beings,
casts a gloomy shade all over.


Why this sudden change?

‘Season Greetings.’

Now it all makes sense.

Guy you bad oooo. This piece is very real. It depicts our very own Christmas season.
Damn! I miss Father Christmas

Cuddlemii: Hahaa! Madina, how are you?
Been just too busy with school.

hehheheheh. You just don't forget things huh?
Well, I'm cool like ice dropped in a desert.

But try and ease off the school stress with some fun na

Cuddlemii: And just like that sleep came.

Yawning now. zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz

This place is the perfect remedy for most problems!

Yeah it is. btw you've bn scarce like kerosine.
And don't yawn much before the mosquitoes race in, cuz i'm sure they aren't sleeping