Hezekiah Tiamiyu

Freshman - 554 Points [PenKiah] (Lagos state, Nigeria)

Hezekiah Tiamiyu Poems

1. The Future 7/3/2012
2. Good Bad Old Days 10/18/2012
3. God Great God 11/15/2012
4. Life! 11/24/2012
5. Pyrrhic Victory 11/24/2012
6. What Better Christmas 12/19/2012
7. Eternal Love 12/20/2012
8. My Father 12/22/2012
9. The Dead Tells No Story 1/15/2013
10. Adesewa 1/16/2013
11. I Am Your Shield 1/18/2013
12. Wish I Had Magic(Haiku) 1/21/2013
13. Friend From Hell 1/25/2013
14. Cry Of The River 1/26/2013
15. The Inquisitors 2/4/2013
16. Lost Without A Mother 2/8/2013
17. This Is Pain 2/9/2013
18. To My Valentine I 2/14/2013
19. To My Valentine Ii 2/14/2013
20. Letter To My Lady 2/23/2013
21. Flying Without Wings 3/9/2013
22. I'M Still Standing 3/13/2013
23. Green Is The Colour 3/16/2013
24. Magical Being 3/21/2013
25. We Are Lights 3/27/2013
26. We Call Her Nikkypaya 3/27/2013
27. Lust World 3/29/2013
28. Neither Will I Bow 5/21/2013
29. How Do I Live? 6/25/2013
30. Vanity 7/21/2013
31. Doing It Right 7/28/2013
32. Who Am I? 5/4/2013
33. If God Wasn'T Perfect 6/14/2013
34. What God Do We Appease Now? 8/18/2013
35. Amebo(Gossips) 8/21/2013
36. Killing Love 8/21/2013
37. Justice Prevailed 8/28/2013
38. Aborted Rainfall 12/11/2014
39. A Tale Of Justice 10/22/2015
40. Ancient Love 10/22/2015

Comments about Hezekiah Tiamiyu

  • Michael Morgan (7/7/2014 1:16:00 PM)

    This is taking haiku to extremes

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Best Poem of Hezekiah Tiamiyu

A Thunderstorm

Whirling from the west,
Madly running without rest,
Sharply, all vests abreast.
Windvanes runs out to the test,
The wind is truly from the west.

As the wind sweeps along the paths,
Like a king trees bow as he pass.
Is this arrival not a world class?
Every lass the mighty tree has,
Falls as the wind proves his class.

The pregnant cloud takes her form,
Saying the pregnant cloud is set to born,
Once again a very mighty storm.
All white and yellow to black they turn.
Thence comes that heavy thunderstorm.

Darting in and out, ...

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The Future

It seemed just like yesterday
When I, my head came out the womb;
When I, my knee walked the house;
Till my feet stood
Supported by the chairs.
When I ate meat first
And then the breast became bitter.
Ta - Ta
Ma - Ma

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