Matthias Pantaleon Poems
- No Throne -new- On the other side of the hill awaits vengeance Men...
- Andoni Islands As the wind blows toward to my homeland my ...
- The Unusual Sonnet West have everything I need Why go north ...
- Three Wise Men -new- And they sit on the floor of the shore The ...
- The Village Boy He walked barefooted down the road Followed ...
- The Sonnet Dear brother, sister, can you see the light Or ...
- Chiquitita I hope to see you sometime soon Try not to miss ...
Matthias Pantaleon (born August 24,1984) is a Nigerian poet, lyricist and playwright.
He is considered the most consistent contemporary creative writer of African descent.
Born Muamma Ghaddafi, named after the Libyan leader Col. Muamma Ghaddafi and christened Matthias by his mum, Pantaleon was born in the sleepy isle of Oronija, south eastern corner of the oil rich Niger Delta Region.
He enjoys a good reputation for writing classics and satires. His poetry collections, Misunderstood, was published in 2012 and this was followed by Journey to the Unknown (2014) . Mudiaga (2015) was written mainly as a form of entertainment. Considering its short length which ... more »
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'''The things that cause a quiet life are not expensive; yet we ignore them. The things that ruin our lives are quite expensive; we acquire them anyway'Passion * Nature * Sacrifice
'''Listen to palms rhythm; hear the birds chirp like rock stars. Poetry is star above the rocks'Rockstar * Palms * Rhythm
On the other side of the hill awaits vengeance
Men who strive tirelessly to multiply in iniquity
Will be squeezed and whip for such impudence
All the fortune we acquire amount to vanity
Nothing that we hold dearly will ever count
Not even the figment of our own intelligence
Can imagine the sphere of fear that mount
The heart of kings for their indifference
The law will be hold accountable for leading
Citizens astray, whereas, those who made
The law will not be shade from the intruding
Darkness whose fate they'll share and fade
In the end, no ...