Biography of Abiodun Adekoya
I was born into this world just like you. But I'm difference from you because I am creative and easygoing fellow. I love poem and I see it as a prophetic forces that deal with the present, past and future. It sight sees beyond human imagination and bring into remembrance the secret found in the realm of spirit. It covers all the areas of life and gives meaning to different people base on the ability of mind to interpret the knowledge found during the poetic tales of life. Its rhythm is sweet and full of passions and hateful for those who dislike the truth and uphold darkness as a gimmick of light. Poem is rhythm and rhythm is the music of mind, its understanding will metamorphose you to see clearly beyond the shore of your eyes.
I write everything I heard or seen or passive by sight and mind for you to read and gain immensely from my sleepless pen. Anytime you do things, it inspires me to go deeper into mystical realm and come back like rainfall to impact my norms on the earth. When you sleep and I don't sleep, talk and I don't talk, play and I don't play – don't worry. I am only making divine consultation with my deity to translate your sleep, talk and play into poetic parlances so that the voice of my sleepless pen can be heard beyond the seas and oceans of other languages.
You may say who the hell is this man? If I should tell you that I am Abiodun Adekoya, a young poet from lagoon city, Lagos - Nigeria. What news will you tell people about me again? I am a vibrant IT consultants and web designer. Anything you say or gossip about me is what other people will say or gossip about you too. I want you to know that I am like smooth-running water, quiet, easy and steady to learn new things everyday. I don't do things to satisfy you because I am myself. Though I have considerate intensity for what I do not to have ill effect on you so that we can both live together in peace and harmony.
My special word is: treat mankind equally and do to others what others can do to you.
I love music, reading, news, documentary, computer and internet. I also love children and noble people with ethical ideas to greatness and passion for humanity.
I wish you profound love in whatever area of your endeavours as you tell other people about me so that they can inform me that you are the one who introduce me to them.
I wish you profound love in whatever area of your endeavours as you tell other people about me so that they can say you are the one who told me to them.
Abiodun Adekoya Poems
A Great Woman
What makes a woman great? That of her beauty, little great inside Intelligence like mode of instinct Special than diamond, smell like rose
My Father Is A Great Hunter
In those days they say Animals live in the bush I wish my father can travel go West To see cat and dog
Lagos Bar Beach
Fear pedal my heels to absconder Slow down by the angry teeth of ocean grit Crab, lobster, clam are no more here They said to be hidden by the goddess
Do I accept it now Or wait till when we meet again That mother is gone and Never dropp a note of her coming back?
In Your Eyes
In your eyes I see tomorrow Fulfilling What
The Womb Of A Mother
Hands froze to the chest Grudge of soreness flies with the brink of anger The foretell of the gods – Kolanut, red oil, clay pot
Balm Of Idol
O perfection of the blue sea You fount of the idols breathing underneath Thou art a speckless spirits; Thy house is a breed of beauties.
Lagos My Home
I felt the modesty of a village genre Having leaved for city mid-twenties To brighten the future as mama told me Things here are mystical, uncanny
In quest for a maiden I glued to my radio set Heard my request waved in the air While I still chuckling
Hello dear moon Aged long on a fertile soil Like seat of a fig tree.
Let go to the sea to have sand bath salt bath and sun bath
Knight Of Gold
I came back home laid tired on my couch Walking by the doldrums road seemed long like way to heaven I saw one imp that spiteful like inferno Suddenly turned into two dragons frightening like gold
Land Of Jesse
Dear land of Jesse Upon the city of sage and enterprises Where river 'Y' tapped her glory There I heard the wailing of your children
Gentle I go When her glimpse Attracted my coming back.
Here is full of sand
Here is full of water
Here is full of weed
Everywhere is full of wrath and chaos
What sand that sharpening our foots with contempt
And inflicted our toes with corn of tears?
Misery never chase away in haste
Unless its adversity is captured like slave