Adeosun Olamide


Adeosun Olamide Poems

321. Her Last Note 3/1/2015
322. My Urge 2/26/2015
323. From Hell Tenants 2/22/2015
324. The Headline (Accused) 1/29/2015
325. Just When 8/26/2013
326. To Samantha 1/7/2015
327. From Happenings In My Dream 10/19/2014
328. Save Our Planet. Plant A Tree 7/1/2013
329. Last Night Dream Of A Friend 7/1/2013
330. The Life Of Alex Paul 3/7/2014
331. On Gods Silence 2/11/2015
332. Lucifer's Hell 2/16/2015
333. If I Die Tonight 2/26/2015
334. An Infantile Of Eerie 2/27/2015
335. From Sayings- The Imams Hunter 3/17/2015
336. Teaching From The Brethren 3/22/2015
337. I Thought Of You- 3/23/2015
338. My Moriam 2/24/2015
339. I See In All 3/19/2015
340. Heavens Gossip 3/14/2015
341. No Apologies 3/2/2015
342. Mary's Flame 1/12/2015
343. Through My Route 2/7/2015
344. What Jane Has Done 2/17/2015
345. Memory Lane 5/21/2014
346. A Mothers Eclipse 2/10/2015
347. Grieve Deeds 2/26/2015
348. Unlocked 2/26/2015
349. The Letter That Killed Tom In Uganda 2/26/2015
350. Inchoate Is Love 2/26/2015
351. Gallery 2/23/2015
352. From Professor Rabiu Diary 12/5/2014
353. Whispering Shadow 1/26/2015
354. Things We Like, Things We Do 9/23/2015
355. For Your Life Is Worth 3/10/2015
356. Unholy Thoughts 2/26/2015
357. Mothers Whispers 2/26/2015
358. On The Prison Walls 3/3/2015
359. Season Of The Coffin Makers 2/6/2015

Comments about Adeosun Olamide

  • Life Sparkles Life Sparkles (6/25/2015 7:30:00 PM)

    this poet writes from a sacred place

    thanks
    namaste

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Best Poem of Adeosun Olamide

Season Of The Coffin Makers

Out here in mist, a virgin widow
With coffin just wedded husband
He died of laughter, she says
That was pure, untouched

In here the mist, a virgin mother
With coffin just wedded daughter
She died of syphilis, she hears
As priest turns her away

Out there in paradise town, a candle light
With coffin of virgin mother
She died of laughter, all says
That twitch sprouts in head hers

And silence in the cathedral
Out here beneath mist
The coffin of its priest
A veiled rapist night before shot- heard

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Crossing

Some, wanting to be warm,
Look towards for warmth,
But a star, seeking too,
Wrapped in a cloud.
Some look towards, for love,
Some, wanting to be loved
To a void seeking more, they reach,
That couldn't be held.
Some have looked to the roads, like some,

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