Olawale Owoeye
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The fear,
Designed in the fainted green of our beaut
Uniform, makes us more matured
In the battle of boundaries, of
...
And you gave birth to the long ago pregnancy of interest,
You fed it with the breast of eagerness,
Clothed it with the colourful clothes of wants
...
With all your efforts on me;
I'm still but a student
With those dry and wet heads
...
Digger of deceased grave,
Eager to eat thousands flesh, your
Apoplectic face lures people into graves
Transporter to another world;
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In that your backyard beautiful-yellow Lilly,
Looking for gentle rodents
I eye you beautiful lady
My heart wriggles, turns
...
The love sat on me to think,
And the accent of it's pun
Turned the sky pink
To see the moon like a star, laughter on
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In the wings of night,
I fly to bid you 'goodnight'
The hungry mouth of sleep awaits me.
...
I passed by, in the Lexus of thoughts
And reflections, the sights that behold
My integrity and ingenuity,
Honking the horn of love and appreciation
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The fear,
Designed in the fainted green of our beaut
Uniform, makes us more matured
In the battle of boundaries, of
Weepy war where
Gentle guns gang up the hills
Facing foreword far from farmlands and
Their tongues ready to speak any language
From around the world
Snippers slumbering in ambush over mountains and
Will cry any time waken at bottom,
They will cry nakedly when hit at trigger...
Tru, tu, tu,
Tru, tu, tu
The silent scream of slumbering snippers
Many a machine gun glaring and mourning
For chilled-sweet wine
Fostering the fasting pistol to break with red wine
'This is a terrifying terror! '
Beneath the mountain alongside the stream...
Lined up naked emotional arrows and
Skinned Spears to emotionally kiss
The flesh of wine and taste from the wine,
From the silky, splash of red wine
Boomerangs dancing up and down to
The song of there silence
And numberless number of tall-build up
Soldiers standing straight
'These are real soldiers! '
Admist a terrifying terror of tangled jungle
And all these are few in the
Powerful words of the mouth of the poet.
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Olawale Owoeye Quotes
Today is the mother of tomorrow
To forgive is not to forget; forgiveness is the ability to remember someone else's sin and guilt and overlook.
𝘌𝘢𝘤𝘩 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘳𝘬𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘦𝘹𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘤𝘦
Even those who made hay yesterday are yet to be addressed with a name but 'hey! '🤔
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