BUNMI OROGUN SAMUEL
...Mr Bunmi Orogun Samuel a.k.a Yaro alias 'reality' was from a meretricious shoals and petrified polygamist and bigamist subterranean miscegenation ethos avid bibliophile background and was made Lazarus and a servile perch. He was born a street bliss booming runner sesquipedalian struggle optimists blogger and was also betrayed and treated with dared enviousness and jealousy of land acts use regardless his mission and vision to life art called. He concupiscence and married to a diverse matriarch belligerent misalliance and malignant religious philter-ed politician woman who was from linage of a confused culture and made him lovelorn and not a misogynist respectively. He was a Polytechnic ... more »
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BUNMI OROGUN SAMUEL Poems
Football A Game.
What a name called? Football a game called, To known arena called stadium, Played eleven to eleven side to side each,
If Not For Christ
If not for christ, What would have happened? Rhapsody thank you, A live giver.
From a lullaby in cradle, Where you glitter like marble,
If I Die
Hope not to die soon, But if i die? Have lost a divine key, Key to many lives,
Thought From Beijing China Olympic.
A very big congratulation Beijing China! Look up and see the movement of a cloud, The clouds in their journey are rejoicing with praises of hallelujah, Look up and see that the moon masters the stars,
It's Not Yours.
Thinking is you, It's you and definitely not you, Lovely if discovered well, Precisely the waters,
Learning In The Darkness.
Adore and hasten to learning, Respective of colours of mind set, With the spirit of up bringing, But still learn in darkness.
What A God
A smallest breathings, Is well appreciated than A gold and treasures of life But cost in its living,
'Today is life and life is today, Today celebrate today and enjoy today.. Today is expensive and cost a day, Today enjoys today and live today!
Where Is Your Eyes
felt writing, But do not know what to write, What chapters, physically and spiritually?
Mother Nigeria Africa?
Mother Nigeria Africa, Can a tree make forest? Few out of dozens. Man without woman,
Revision Of A Poet Who Died By His Poem
He is a man always left on his solitude, with his might set, like a sharp sword, His hands always exhausting pens, with papers filled to the brim.
Crazy crazy, Everywhere says' Wondered what leaving. Crazy crazy,
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Football A Game.
What a name called?
Football a game called,
To known arena called stadium,
Played eleven to eleven side to side each,
Formations of it kinds,
Aims of a two goal post net,
Aims of a trophy,
Aims of winning,
In a color Jersey of its kinds,
In a color booths of it kinds,
Side to side balls picking sons round,
Spectators sat rounding pitch watching,
Centered with a nominated referee officiating,
Lined with a two lines men flagged,
Officials of substitutions in questions,
Pronounced by named commentators,
Red and yellow cards rules in ...