ABAYOMI OGUNNIYI

ABAYOMI OGUNNIYI Poems

The silence of a caged world

Fade, i see no world
more dangerous
...

Blown in the middle of the
dust.
Driven to the noise of the
coast.
...

The street.

Flaunting beneath the steam
of the sun,
...

Penchant for greed,
the bitter ambition
of deceit at the sore
of shame.
...

5.

Strength in the mind,
the seal of description
to lift.
...

The freedom journey of a nation.

Feeling drops in the
slippery valley of
...

Dreams of our father,
hope of our mothers.

The moving prayers
...

Shadow of the womb,
covered by the veil
of blood and water
beneath the coast
...

I stand before you my fellow mountain
beneath the cloud;
speaking consciousness to the thick
sprout of the grasses in the wind
...

Dancing jamboree of the west,
The roaring drums of power
In the music of the north.
...

11.

Vain flair at the miles
of despair,
thy thoughts to bear
the stricken breathe
...

Journey beneath the sphere of
the universe,
Walking solitude of the just
at the magnitude of the sun
...

An unknown time,
the unseen hour of
our journey,
calling the radar of our
...

Drained mud of twist
at their soothing
speeches.
...

Mind treasure.

Abyss of flowing understanding,
inner truth in the golden
...

Power cajole.

Swift are the stage of
ambition,
...

17.

Rain.

Cant ride in the shivery
of the day in the blaze
...

Happiness.

Dancing to the drums
of your heart,
...

ABAYOMI OGUNNIYI Biography

Abayomi ogunniyi was born in the year 1991 in the city of lagos, a graduate of mass communication, Babcock University. hail from osun state, live in lagos. i love poems, its life for me)

The Best Poem Of ABAYOMI OGUNNIYI

The Silence Of A Caged Word

The silence of a caged world

Fade, i see no world
more dangerous
than the crafty wars
and slave of humanity.

The moving feet of guns
raising bars of death in
the name of justice.

Slayed under the sleeves
of their conscience,
the apparel of covered
wickedness in the
breathing caves of faith
and morality.

The weak in the stream
of blood at the moving
chains of the beast,
crying at the seat of
hope forfeited to a
world they never
foretold.

Our streets screaming
in agony under the
pleasure and comfort
of weapons.

Do we rise to face the
questions,
do we answer to the
rhythm of chains and
guns.

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