Babatunde Aremu

Veteran Poet - 1,921 Points [Lawrence]

Babatunde Aremu Poems

1. Terror In The Land 4/10/2012
2. My Friend Is Gone 4/11/2012
3. Changed Destiny 5/11/2012
4. We Are Worried 5/11/2012
5. Simply Me 5/13/2012
6. Third Coming 5/20/2012
7. Powerful Lady 5/22/2012
8. Sometimes 4/12/2012
9. The Excellent Robber 4/19/2012
10. Two Angels Came Calling 6/8/2012
11. Away From Scam 7/3/2012
12. Our Uniqueness 7/31/2012
13. Oshodi 10/9/2012
14. Patience Rules 11/14/2012
15. Hail! The Prince 1/1/2013
16. Another Year 1/1/2013
17. Paint Me Not 12/6/2012
18. Football Is The King 1/5/2013
19. The Year 1969 1/17/2013
20. New Day 1/27/2013
21. Alien Walls 3/19/2013
22. Pen Robbers' Cult 3/25/2013
23. Where Is The Light? 3/25/2013
24. Lover Birds 4/8/2013
25. Thank You Nelson Mandela 4/9/2013
26. I Love Lagos 4/22/2013
27. Obey Instruction 5/7/2013
28. Vultures With Beaded Crowns 6/5/2013
29. Ark Of God 6/5/2013
30. Night Season 6/18/2013
31. My Innocent Child 6/26/2013
32. Tomorrow 7/2/2013
33. Point Of No Return Ii 7/16/2013
34. Pleasantry 7/17/2013
35. My Police Friend 7/18/2013
36. Another Preaching 7/22/2013
37. Pack Of Lies 6/14/2013
38. No Faction 9/12/2013
39. Posterity 9/23/2013
40. Tango In America 10/14/2013
Best Poem of Babatunde Aremu

Ink Is My Blood

I am a poet.
There is ink in my blood.
I flow through lines
As a river meandering its course.
My blood is ink,
Ink is my blood.
I give life to the depressed
I flow to educate
I flow to enlighten
I meander to caution
I wriggle to chastise
I correct ills in the lands
I flow beyond borders
I flow through out the world.
My ink flows ceaselessly after my departure
It flows to the land I never tread
My ink is my life.
My ink may look ordinary
But it is a potent force.
My ink does not faint
My ink is my blood
So, enjoy the drops of my...

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My Friend Is Gone

Delivered by two mothers
Ordained to be siaseme twins
Co-joined perchance at nymphs
Cleaving together like the unbroken cords
We climbed moutains together
Taking giant steps to greatness.
We paddled the same canoe
Through the murky waters.
Our dreams were the same,

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