Joshua Adeyemi Poems

bounty body blushing
heaving hoisted hankering
under tainted touch
callous harmattan clutched
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weary waves whooshing
hoisted horizons hankering
dark dances drooling
felon fate fostering
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Fair like the winter's brow,
Wearing the makes of Cherubic's glow.
Eyes dimmed with crystal power,
Breaking through emotion like man-power.
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Poetry is like a hook that apprehends deflowered fishes with its varying wits. The hook is thrown into the ocean of the socitey and it caught informations that inspires the souls to keep writing. Poetry is a garment of many colours that no one is yet to distinguish the type of its colour he's putting on. It takes time, dedication and observation to ascertain the type because these are the regalia of poetry.

She is always on silk
Endowed in glittering stones.
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There is a folk I know
quite too well,
he does not refund when he owe,
at least that's how well I can tell.
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I think i'll like to join the atheists,
And sit in the counsels of the agnostics.
But before i join these crowd:
"Tell me with reasoning, what dwells beyond the cloud."
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Have you ever looked at the mirror?
Who do you see?
You see yourself?
No it's not you.
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