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BEYOND THE SHORES OF MORTAL LANDS A twilight nap had led me Beyond the distant shores of mortal lands I walked with giants and spoke with ghosts Threading the hidden territories of life Unearthing the mystery of an ageless world Life is a long song on thorned tongues Making prey out of them who treasure her the most Death is short and sure A magnified lie in the ears of cowards When this winter wind wanes To stay the sail from sea May we cross the stars with no furrowed frown May we meet the Maker with no burrowed bow © Olatuja Oloyede Pen Panther

Let me fall in love with  you For my heart sings merrily,and is crazy for you Let me walk you down the Riverside, And take a ride on the boat of love. Beauty like this I've seen not I thought ,and thought you're mystical but am I wrong? Your skin dazzles me like the ray of the sun In this modern world, I'll call you my crush. You are the ever shining city in my sky You're the ray that  shined and made love  blind my eyes You're the melody I hear and melt like oil You're the woman with which I won't toy. Life is short,but you have more Life is beautiful, you're so adorable Within, I feel what mouth is weak to express My honey, the girl of my dreams. I'll be waiting at the door, For your knock to raise me up, I'll forever keep your smile, Planted in the softest crack of my heart. ©Success Tujah

Let me fall in love with  you For my heart sings merrily,and is crazy for you Let me walk you down the Riverside, And take a ride on the boat of love. Beauty like this I've seen not I thought ,and thought you're mystical but am I wrong? Your skin dazzles me like the ray of the sun In this modern world, I'll call you my crush. You are the ever shining city in my sky You're the ray that  shined and made love  blind my eyes You're the melody I hear and melt like oil You're the woman with which I won't toy. Life is short,but you have more Life is beautiful, you're so adorable Within, I feel what mouth is weak to express My honey, the girl of my dreams. I'll be waiting at the door, For your knock to raise me up, I'll forever keep your smile, Planted in the softest crack of my heart. ©Success Tujah

We had our city From the ancient city we drew our paths Carefully choosing  our words and sights We, the sojourners In our own land Have no where to go except we go back. Life has thrown its weight on us, But we sit, crippled yet still strong, Some dreams lay cold as stillborns, Caused by our negligence to hear words. Where were our minds? In delusional clouds or sunk down in the river? Our sharpened guns cocked but useless to fire Our minds together strong but  useless The sun shines beautifully in the sky, Is this hope? Or yet a bullet In disguise We want our city back, Our honey land That shined so bright ©Success Tujah

If it is racism that I love my brown skin, If it is racism that I cherish my fellow black soul, If it's racism that I believe that you are threatened by the treasure that I possess, Then! I am a RACIST and I hate you oh! White skin. HAHAHA, I laugh in the language that you have given me, Your foreign language isn't even as sonorous as my mother tongue, Do the way I pronounce my "R" and "S" so strong with vibrations remind you of your weak language? Throw me to the ground, break me, chain me, mould me, refine me, colonize me, break me and mould me again for your profit, But because raw wisdom dwells in this black monkey, I will dance to your tunes, give you the profit that you so much desire, And then come back to build my home and give it double the profit that I gave you. This time the apes would obey with wisdom. #Boley_ quine #bola'spen

As the time is nighing Beats of the heart is sighing Clusters of emotion is torturing Decision making is burdening Echoes of love is deafening Finding heartthrob is worrying Gazing around is tiring Heartache is hurting Indecent desires is alarming Jewel of the heart is glowing King of hearts is charming Lonely nights is saddening Melancholic music is pulsating Nightmare is frightening Obsessive feeling is addicting Pleading to be loved is insulting Queasy stomach is disturbing Rain of love of glistening Spring of flowers is adorning Thorn in the rose is prickling Undeserved attention is rising Veil of the heart is cleaving Will to love is intensifying X-ray of love is permeating Yearning heart is calling Zest for love is fascinating ©AdeGneus

A Poetic Play Disclaimer! The following poem you're about reading is a work of fiction. Hence, readers' discretion is advised. It's a tale of sun, it stood still and got consumed. Instead of giving light, it emits darkness. Shooting star came to the rescue, banishing any shadowy act. Don't forget that the sun is also a star, but here, the shooting star is a bigger star. Enjoy, it promises to be a good read *Shooting Star* Sunrise snoozing Sunset shedding shrubless sapphires Sunroofs smitten Sun stood still Simultaneously spreading sombreness Snatching serenity, secreting shadows Shadows slaloming, sizzling swiftly Souls shivering! Shelling sardonic sattires Shh! Save some sight Seek some solace Since sun shortened shininess Shooting star sojourned Seeking salient silver Shooting star so sheeny! Seemingly succinct sacred seed Strategically structured Shining sans satellite Smart silhouette slaughtering shadows Still shivering? Stand, sit, stay s

My pillar's broken,my fort's down The bullets of pain did catch me off guard this time Running away from what was my end Right into the beginning of those early days. I was in love till sadly she cut me off, She said we're friends and nothing more, I couldn't believe this nut shelled bomb, That hit me bad and tumbled my world. She was my happiness,my joyful chord We played to the rhythm of nature's beautiful song We were so raw but, nothing more She was my weak spot,my energy Now am alone as ever before, Walking on the beach alone with my, broken thoughts Why is it so hard finding love? In a world we all are meant to bond. ©SuccessTujah

LOVE Love.... is like a wish, do it come true? Love.... is like a shadow, could you tame it forever? Love.... is like a karma. The one you loved, loved another one. Love.... is like a rose, when you eventually found it, it has thorn. _niyeric9518 #soulPoet 04/01/19

DUSK Sojourn Bird.... I was here and I'm here in the land of three white men like a repeated child, Raking greened grasses under a yellow sun. Sojourn Bird.... I was here in my spring when harvest basket was bountiful and manhood shies damsels. Sojourn Bird..... I'm here now like a phoenix, But grasses now yellowed. Dusk Is here again, sojourned bird. In forthcoming moons I will come to you, ilé Olúyolé #soulPoet 03-01-19. Winter

The way i feel. The way it seems to me right now, I'm just moving with the current, I'm so empty even my breath is heavy, I'm in an open cage but can't walk out I'm  choking. Standing here in the dark, The darkness is so thick, i can cut a piece and eat , Once i drank yellow paint Beacause it's yellow and yellow is a bright color, I was tired of the dark and i needed to brighten up. See I'm stuck here, i can't help but live with this toxicity Yeah, I'm with it. Even if they treat me badly, i know I've still got the attention From these people , That they make hateful and mocking comments. That's cause, I'm a center of attraction Atleast they can laugh about something . See what you don't know is, despite the toxicity of people, Their presence gives us a sense of belonging, And that, to sick people like i am, is  priceless. Just belong somewhere. The way i see it, God made some of us, something for the weak sad s

A Hoping Crush I gaze at you, But faraway it was a hollow. At every sight of you, My heart races. From my heart I wrote you a ballad, But it was not see-through. Woe to the river between us, Our paths will fatefully cross, someday. _niyeric9518 #soulPoet 10-01-19. Winter

PUPPET Man..... a frail puppet. The life he lives, the choice he makes were already scripted. But..... man will, effort and dream, could they change one's destiny and fate? _niyeric9518 #soulPoet 06-01-19. Winter

Atinuke...... your sun is yellow, rake the field, tomorrow might cloudy. Atinuke.... your spring is here, nurture the greened leaves, tomorrow may be a winter. Man comes and goes, men are inpatient visitor. Iya Asaka, Iya Abike, Iya Atinuke, all lost to shaded motherhood. Drink from river past, Atinuke. Atinuke...... the wildcard every gentleman lusted to play. A suitor of hundred men. Your bosoms firmed with seed, your rose lips are a goblet that drunk men, your curved backside shames motherhood. Atinuke.... merry thy prime when motherhood is not yet around Nurture thy spring leaves, tomorrow may be a dry winter. #soulPoet 06-01-19. Winter

SCARS Countless are my scars like stars in the skies. Sour are their sight, they tell ill tale of the past. They strike heart and shower eyes. Stout are my scars, like Abiku child they hunt today, future and shame panacea. Scars are worries, worries gloom a day. _niyeric9518 #soulPoet Winter. 16-12-18

Assurance of life hereafter Let not the principles of your joy Be rooted in tangibility; For tangibles are subject to destruction, Theft and obscurity. But let it be rooted  In your knowledge of your creator  And assurance of life hereafter: For life here is nothing but vain. © Olayiwola Tayelolu Ayobami

A Poetic Play Disclaimer! The following poem you're about reading is a work of fiction. Hence, readers' discretion is advised. It's a tale of sun, it stood still and got consumed. Instead of giving light, it emits darkness. Shooting star came to the rescue, banishing any shadowy act. Don't forget that the sun is also a star, but here, the shooting star is a bigger star. Enjoy, it promises to be a good read *Shooting Star* Sunrise snoozing Sunset shedding shrubless sapphires Sunroofs smitten Sun stood still Simultaneously spreading sombreness Snatching serenity, secreting shadows Shadows slaloming, sizzling swiftly Souls shivering! Shelling sardonic sattires Shh! Save some sight Seek some solace Since sun shortened shininess Shooting star sojourned Seeking salient silver Shooting star so sheeny! Seemingly succinct sacred seed Strategically structured Shining sans satellite Smart silhouette slaughtering shadows Still shivering? Stand, sit, stay strong-willed Shooting

A Paean to Gele Gele,  The pulchritude of ```iro and buba```, The exquisiteness of ```Kaaba``` The soulmate of ```fila```  The king of all head ties.  Gele,  Your arcs and curves intoxicate than ```liquor``` You firmly fit queen's heads.  The honour you bring to the head Is second  to no other head tie's.  Gele,  You are an explosion of creativity.  Yes! Your beauty is displayed by the adroit hands.  From just a rectangular piece of fabric You are wrapped by hand to form an admirable hat. Gele,  The ancient and modern one.  The way you are tied, in time past, Evinced women's marital status Leaning right: married, while left: single. Gele,  Nothing feminises as you do You are an ultimate expression of femininity  in young girls,  You reveal the motherhoodness in ladies and  Affirm the youthfulness in mothers.  Gele,  You forsook the idea of class And embrace  that of parity. The mark of equality you show in various associations Gives hope to all humble members.  Gele,  W

FATE When the beans jumped from a pan, Where would they fall? Watching the  dawn breaks in every time, I got scared and excited, Would the skies shine or rain? Fate is like a capricious One year old kid, Would she cry or crawl? Fate is like a  mulish maiden waiting to visit her man in the coming moons _niyeric9518 #soulPoet Winter, Nov. 24th, 2018