Biography of Micheal Olaniyi
i was born in the familly of five, i was a science student who read chemistry/mathematics in federal government colledge abeokuta, but ever since in my secondary school i have had emotional feeling, because i do love quotes, so i wrote quotes all over my notebooks, at least three on each note. i later started writting quotes myself, and finally one day i was trying to write a quote, and i now realize its getting more complex, then i later thought of changing it to poem. that is how i wrote my first poem ever titled 'My style'......i am still a young boy struggling with is career. i want someone to show me how i can started using this my poem to make money. i lived in ijebu ode in ogun state, but a native of osun state in ikirun.
Micheal Olaniyi's Works:
a man for all season, you are wanted, creatures, struggle, my style, the pretty-ugly, silly sam sounding stupid.
Micheal Olaniyi Poems
''come in Master A'' i heard and with an outstanding confidence i stood amidst them, my hand behind my back,
life is not granted, and death cannot be evaded, like a poison on my lips, people are running, with no place to go,
If Not For My Old Age
When it rains, the wind blows, the trees bows and i hear indistinctly
Never Say 'Die'
never say 'die', always hope bright, its just a delay but the destiny is not nab, if you can't run, you can glide,
Empty Street; The Dream
i could hear the squeaking of the birds, i could hear the buzzing of the bees, in this empty street, i never wish to be, as the night is drawing near,
Mr chef makes the world's nose to have a continious whiff, of an aromatic delicacy,
Am so confuse, even don't know where to start from, but is this how life will goes on? I need a change, i need a true me, even though defeat stand in front akimbo,
Why I Smile
I smile for my days to be long, with a lingering lasting longlive love seed, sown in me, long ago,
Rise And Stay Still
My heart i urge, go on still, your work is to pump blood, and keep the body alive,
Tears Of Ink
Oh Life! Why this fate? oh love! Why this day? When choices are choose-less, when the time is already late,
Black And White
To live is not all to be alive, though black and white i paint my heart, i opened and closed my eyes, hoping that the scenario is not lost,
Silly Sam Sounding Stupid
is house is only decorated with a chair, a foam and an old t.v, he is so fat, that is belt is an equator, like a woman delivering a baby at night, he groans, and supported by the echo he has in his room as is fans.
Am alone in my own style, even though i could not figure out the written of the sky, directing me to my destination, but i could feel the breeze of the air, flowing nowhere-somewhere, cracks into my skin, saying 'i know how you feel', it dazzles me a lot, which makes me feel 'should i follow you'
A Man For All Season
My life is pure,
the world is beautiful,
i respect the living,
and pays tribute to the deads.
I never lost my praise,
i blows in air and dives on the sea,
and i never forget to prey,
on my aromatic delicacy.