Will I have your love all the time No matter the clime Even when life tastes like brime And I’ve got no dime? Will I still be your man When the world sees me less a man When my pocket weigh less than air Will it throw you into a scare? Will I still be … Continue reading Will I?
Into these eyes Many have fallen Whenever the face rises Like the sun in the morning Never to play, no, never to slay But to accentuate what the lips say. On these lips Many stares have lingered Many have stolen more than a glimpse At it their hooded eyes stared Never to drop, no, never … Continue reading Into These Eyes
Y’all that sail this jumpy, rolling ride On a bumpy tumbling storming tide, Shall tell of the seas, so vast and wide And the toils that make your ship to glide. This ride from shore of African strip Onboard a giant floating ship, To land so far on new world tip Laden with air that … Continue reading This Ride
Your lips are laughing but tears run down the eyes your nose is meant to perceive but the ears do it instead. oh! what a smile of pretence on your face? this tender soul is still crying nevertheless good and bright lights are yet to shine for real the crawling of a grown up child … Continue reading My Country
Arriving from mother’s womb Love flutter in the heart of a baby Like a flower blooming by a flowing sea Her memory free from hates Her smiles free from jests She has no enemies Apart from the nights when it looms She knows no pains Apart from hunger when it boo Her sweat taste like … Continue reading Arriving from Mother’s Womb
They said twenty ten, But failing promises is an art of men Their megawatts of power Does not provide electricity for an hour They squander down the corridors of power While squalor rots our Ivory towers Its shameful and so sad That the roads still remain bad Our future leaders are now stowaways Dark clouds … Continue reading When Will It End?
The Sun and Moon rise in your eyes The stars glitter in your sky. Of your grace,oceans splash in awe As you soar like the Eagle you are. Lightnings rejoice in your rain Thunder claps in majestic reign. When you smile, They go the extra mile. The Galaxy and constellation, Tonight in one association Marks … Continue reading The Sun rise in your eyes
Come dance with me Omoge Sewa to rewa Allow me drown in the Power of your amulet Come close to my right Don’t hide your brilliance from my eyes Come close to my left Come feel the beats of my chest Let each step in sync with mine Steals each minute Far away … Continue reading Dance with me Omoge Sewa
TIME IN A BOTTLE – ILERIOLUWA (SENGA) I did time once Yeah, I did time in a bottle Locked up in the green ones And the keys thrown down the bottom Flaming stream coursing through my body Liquid fire left my eye balls cranky and swollen Yeah I did time in a bottle Held captive … Continue reading Time In A Bottle – Ilerioluwa (senga)
I met a damsel named Rebecca Who has the face of an angel sent from heaven. Now I’m hoping she’s not a heart breaker …Because she’s got me thinking of her 24/7! Alas, my Rebecca loves not poetry And her ears sway not for flowery words. But then my words are not flattery, Concocted to … Continue reading Wooing REBECCA who hates Poetry…
The story started In perfect garden Eden Where Man and God never parted, Till the Serpent made the garden his den! An apple forbidden Was brought to Eve’s eye. And they did eat, at Satan’s bidding. Their eyes were open, but they were cursed to die! But God loved man. So he sent another Adam … Continue reading The Adam Story
Only those who believe In their dreams of dark nights Can the laurel of victory receive. … Bring out the drums And beat a tune for our legs, Rhythm to bring to life our fat bums. Ahh, sweet verdict Of eagerly thumbing thumbs! Where are those that did failure predict? Mitt is muffled, The Oval … Continue reading OBAMA – A Victory Poem of Sorts
Sometime ago, i met a white girl on MySpace and i went poetic on her. at the time, i was an unemployed graduate tired of life after University and NYSC. The internet cafe was my refuge and social media were my hideouts. For a while, we chatted and I found the whole episode interesting so … Continue reading The Black Poet and The White Girl 1
You are the slender sugarcane
Swaying with grace
In the threads of the evening rain.
You that say Nigeria is but a map And call that we knife out borders – No more sisters and brothers! Here I’ll brew for you a poetic slap! If you will, laugh – drunken fools – As I tell to you my nut tale. I shall stand hide not my tail. For fools with … Continue reading WaZoBia NUTS (a Nigeria Satire)