Biography of ADEKEMI BANJO
Adekemi Banjo was born in Lagos, Nigeria in the late 1970 to Stephen and Grace Banjo. She was brought up with several other children and had her early education in Lagos metropolitan. She later grew up in the sub-urban part of Lagos called Epe after her father's retirement in the city, and then started writing poems and short stories.
Adekemi developed her writing skills especially during this time and have ever since continued. She later on studied accountancy from The Polytechnic Ibadan, Nigeria, and moved to United Kingdom to further her education in 2004.
Adekemi is presently living in the United Kingdom.
ADEKEMI BANJO Poems
You and I, Under the blanket Of stars
Behold She Is
Behold She Is Archaically Old Fashioned Wearing Her Loose Straight Dyed Clothes More Plain in the Eyes of Common
Where I Play
There Is a Chat I Like To Visit I Spend Some Minutes Every Day To Say I Have Fun Is Implicit To Make Money Is Why I Play
Altitude of snow, Wonderful Indiscreet gray colour, Brilliant Vast terrain of landscape, Beautiful Pebble stones everywhere,
I heard laughter A strange one Not in my heart And I am not dreaming
My Land I Crave
This is my country Of her, much I can say This is the land of salient creatures The fewest Africa ever had
Yes! ! ! I Am Hurt
Do you see the pain The pain in my eyes Do you see the hurt Hurt borne deep into my heart
Just One Of These
A text A call An email A time to chat
Another Year Gone
I walked around the room My life in despair Wonder if this was me Or just nature’s gloom
She is the least A good person Broke rules She has been everywhere
To Want Is To Can
On a foggy night that was when we met dances here and there, different faces all around It started though he never wanted it to I gave him a chance because i wanted to
Did I Tell You?
Did you not know the day I talked about? The day we first talked and endlessly it went on A stranger he was and a good one he became Longing and wishing there could be more
If I can run a little faster Faster than my legs could take me Or even fly If my wings
The roaring sound emerge from every where Hurl black space outside on a winter night The sound erupt feelings of despair and loneliness Distant, yet so very close
Did I Tell You?
Did you not know the day I talked about?
The day we first talked and endlessly it went on
A stranger he was and a good one he became
Longing and wishing there could be more
More than just the words
And wishing all the troubles could go away
Did I not tell you of the day we met?
Right in the crowd he stood and beckoned from afar