Monthly Archives: May 2014

Temper

Temper Can bring Trouble Anger Can breed Anguish Why not Tie your Temper Temper Tantrum – Big name That can Cause you Regrets Throughout Your life Hammer This your Anger Before It claims Your life Just like Hamman’s Abiodun Soretire … Continue reading

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The Tongue

Floating, I myself in a gastric universe Behind the serene white picket fence I am nothing but a slow moving bit of tissue Not even a muscle really, just undulating Liquid but solid, always fidgeting Plastered to the roof of … Continue reading

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Absence

This is the place where loss was Where your eyes cast doubts and streaks Why do people write about death? It is the great problem And what is literature but a movement To solution through etched exploration? This is the … Continue reading

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Messiah Prevalence

The trope is a hillside offering A generation in danger of extinction Of dire need of some revival Individuals chained to the ingratitude Of the mechanized design, trudging Forward with its factory efficiency Then comes the figure, unlikely hero Usually … Continue reading

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Tigers Living Free

Corridors of powers… Pierce on roses Contractors of tyranny Kill at free will The wolves… The sheep Clawing and tearing Policies draining terms Conditioned suffering Impostors of salvation. Whips whipping blades Teeth dripping bloods INNOCENTS. Hampered freedom Fear there… It’s … Continue reading

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Sleepless Nights

Your thoughts hold My heart imprisoned And my sleep eludes As scenes in me unfold. I stand at a cross-road Again read your letters The love each word exudes Leaves me arms crossed and cold. It’s been a fortnight That … Continue reading

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The Red Sun

(A Dodoitsu) Gory clouds, glossy effect Like an ended Spartan war Fueled by a magical orb In a robe of blood. Goodness Olanrewaju

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Modernity

I watch the balletic architecture of modernity Perform for the city. Looking as if they’d be razed by the slightest breeze While remaining resilient and durable Against the robust brutality of their predecessors. Anthony Ward

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Animated

the belladonna in their eyes dilating pupils widening with wonder at mystical worlds encapsulating childhood for all eternity with the vibrancy of colour capturing imagination in contrast to fear. Anthony Ward

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Perspective

If something bad happened everyday Would it make me the happiest man alive? Maybe if I throw caution to the wind It would blow me in the right direction. Or would it just blow me away? Anthony Ward

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