yewande adedokun

Rookie - 148 Points (19th may 1990 / owo, ondo state)

yewande adedokun Poems

1. When The Shadow Of Man Departs 5/27/2012
2. Finding Peace In A Beast 5/28/2012
3. Evil Drum Beats 5/29/2012
4. Music Makes More Love 5/30/2012
5. 'Happy' Is The Word 6/1/2012
6. My Name And Death 6/28/2012
7. Milk And Polish 7/30/2012
8. My Thoughts 10/18/2012
9. My Apology 10/19/2012
10. Gain 10/19/2012
11. In The Walls Of Your Heart 11/7/2012
12. Shadow Of The River 11/15/2012
13. Borrowed Tears 12/23/2012
14. The Ornament Of Sacrifice 5/20/2013
15. The Next Door 7/16/2013
16. The Noisy Heart 7/18/2013
17. I Have Not Failed 9/9/2013
18. Oloye Jako (Chief Jako) 11/4/2013
19. Azar-Yahu 11/20/2013
20. Nuclear Winter 11/27/2013
21. I Take A Bow 2/6/2014
22. The Shadow Chaser 8/6/2014
23. Black Love 10/14/2014
24. The Morning Never Comes 10/14/2014
25. Amen 10/14/2014
26. I Got Better 1/9/2015
27. A Story By Me Not Me 5/28/2015
28. See What I Have Become 5/28/2015
29. Calypso 6/2/2015
30. No One 6/8/2015
31. A Friend's Letter To Me 7/24/2013
32. All Broken 8/14/2013
33. The Hot Night Wind 6/25/2012
34. Mon Famile 6/21/2012
35. It's A Play 6/22/2012
36. Right To Us Wrong To Them 2/3/2013
37. Eclipse Of The Soul 10/20/2012
38. A Page Of My Face 6/5/2012
39. The Young Flowers 7/23/2013
40. The Soul Painter 11/24/2012
Best Poem of yewande adedokun

The Soul Painter

Through my window pane
I see now the sun rays

as my painting board stands adjacent to the window
I thought I could go down to the mall and check a paint-roll

The crowd that i witness now down-town, a complete irony to my room
I stand looking for a colourful hue, I have no clue which to choose

In my moment of thought, he stood there beside me in gray cotton
dressed up for the winter, he introduced himself as Mr. Walton

steping forward, he pointed a gray colour bottle to me
and said that the colour is perfect for me, for my dark thoughts are ...

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A Page Of My Face

I wake to a dawn on my face
its a call i must take
I will change the mirror i looked into yesterday
because it didnt define me well to me today

My strength as been misjudged for my weakness
I plan to take them through their judgement
My diary will give the account with no end
I will write a full page on my face each day for them

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