TELL THOSE TO COME

 Now at the precipice of our struggle
Through the slender eye
Of the season lion-ing by,
From the boisterous main
To the solemn desert
Of existence;our cassava-stemmed
Upward-gazing lay,termite-eaten
And clay-masked,forlorn
On a soil bereft
Of Earth's fecundity promises...

THE EVE I KNOW

The fairest maiden of all beneath the sky
Enchanting aura, dearest of the nine..
In distress, in joy; shared in my cry..
She shows a care, so dear, so benign

The joy i know was wrought from her soul..
The fears i dread...smashed down the road..
Brewed in thoughts, i drank from the bowl;
Of love, of pain, of pleasures untold

GOD IN POETRY (Audio Poetry Series)

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'GOD IN POETRY' an audio peotry by Sheyzznote produced by Pheelz_mr.producer. TGM Promotions

A classical highly sentimental audio poetry to the praise of God and the delightful uplift of your soul.
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MOSES S. ROTIMI

(@sheyzznote)

A WAKE FOR ACHEBE

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Ogbuagu
Today is a valiant revelry
In the home of spirit dancers,
... Where your fretful limbs play the two-sided drum
Of the passing kernel.
Is it not you the brave one of your land
Pugilist in the one of your blood
Where hands who wash pick yam with elders
Go now, dance forth
The music pot shall not shatter that accompanies
Your leg in its measure.
I have thrown away the cocoyam soot
It's broken face steals your feet
From the place of vermins in
The great border.
Agada
Witness the edging of tonight
From the far dozens of cities
Implacable in rising refrains

Tall one
I know this hollow-eyed moment shaking
Down the gentle close on broken
Hearts sorely stingily to blue
Crowd of gathering tears in the land
Will yet become in another eternity a valiant
Revelry lost in the square of spirits
Its igneous harmony risen
By cosmic cords to the serenity
Of a distant unknown


For me, Chinua Achebe was a good man who knew what good thing to do and unequivocally did it.
Dance well, the one we look up to.

By: Oludipe Oyin Samuel

Da'Sacred Adulation

ADULATIONS!

I have seen them all
I have
Maidens bare on skin but for the banana's regalia
Oh am I envious of the gossiping breeze
How it rings amid their fortune
Trimming past their seducing bosom
Adaora and Ebibote
I have seen them
Maidens at dawn
Goddesses at twilight
Pagan sculptures at noon
I have seen them all
I have, and even more.

Catapulted echos of the hunter's steel
Ringing past the gentle coiling of Ogun's powder
I go to the Hills, Gascoigne's shrine of fine hunting
Where the rains are soft
The lightning is gentle
The thunder is melodious
You shouldn't bless him so, Ogun
For now, he equates a thousand Oguns
Even him, I have seen.

A NIGHT BEFORE HARMATTAN

I sat, i watched.. 
The sorrowing wind groveling by- 
slowly slowly; i sat, by my fiery friend, my torch.. 
As murmuring leaves stuttered a goodbye 
Mumbling from side to side 
While farewel is bade; to a weather sweat and mild.. 
The grasses, they danced a slow tune- 
Crooned by the wind.. 
I sat, i watched.. My witness was the moon 

'Tis a doleful welcome ceremony 
Fit for the coming tyrant- 
my pity, for these greens; they'l soon be frail and browny- 
And pale, and dormant.. 
OH brook and loft watered stream! 
Hurry now, crave the hands of mother-sea 
The coming man is harsh and thirsty; ne'er gleam' 
Warm wind, find a frock of sweater 
Quickly, quickly- ere you turn cold.. 
'Tubers- tubers', tell the farmer.. 
Swift comes his foe, from timings old..