Biography of Jeremiah Adediran
Born in Lagos on June 28,1989, Jeremiah Adediran is a poet who celebrates change. Despite his humble background, the grace of his work of art is groundbreaking. Adediran is a poet who joins images, thoughts, imaginations and ideas as much to explore what inevitably divides them as to illustrate their inherent connections. He is a poet of disparities as well as of unities. In contrast to some 'dramatic or politicized poets, he is a poet less of action than of observation, ' for whom 'images come in and vision flows out, ' a 'quiet thought-provoker' and, most of all, 'a true nature poet' who 'always has had a kind of ecological prophecy to deliver'...
Jeremiah Adediran's Works:
Three Is a Crowd
Silver Collection: The Best Will Come Back To You
Jeremiah Adediran Poems
The Best Will Come Back To You
There are loyal hearts, there are spirits brave, There are souls that are pure and true; Then give the world the best you have, And the best will come back to you.
I Will Never Stop
The Creator has blessed me with an amalgam of potentials and an absolute sense of mission that brims in my stock, Night and day I work rigorously, earnestly, and zealously so as not to flop. This is the reason why I keep accelerating to the top, And I promise to never stop.
The Day After Sunday Before Monday
The day after Sunday before Monday, Quixoting it is for the shrewd, yet I know For fools, Christmas it is! A perfect holiday. Tide and season come and go,
Stout Is No Sweet
Stout is no sweet, Neither is it a meat. So why feed on it? Soldiers consumes stout,
I Will Never Understand
I will never understand Why heavily my heart conjure short in the maze Often times I stormed Into the Republicans and the Democrats misconstrue,
The appointed time is here for 'we' to take our rightful place in history, The sun ceremonially rises and thereafter fashionably sets, The gilding, deed, and beauty yet remain a brimming mystery, And even in our unkindness - nature cheats no man - what you gives is what you begets.
My Super Mother
Behind every superman, Sincerely, there's a super mother. I seized this moment to siren and salute, The sculptress of my birth,
My Super Mother
Behind every superman,
Sincerely, there's a super mother.
I seized this moment to siren and salute,
The sculptress of my birth,
The one whose priceless strength screens me through the years.
My Mother never looked back in scuffing out my weaknesses.
She scrubbed into me; values, virtues and principles,
Superlative qualities she scouted out of me,