OLAYEMI AYO


OLAYEMI AYO Poems

1. Showing Gratitude To A Lovely Father 11/7/2011
2. A Poem Of A New Year 11/23/2011
3. Whispering Palm 12/13/2011
4. My Beautiful Jewel 3/15/2012
5. Let Us Put Our Hearts Together 4/3/2012
6. She Is Free 4/30/2012
7. Today Is May Day 5/1/2012
8. Why Me 7/5/2012
9. The Three Blind Men 7/18/2012
10. Knowing What The Day Brings 9/7/2012
11. A Poem Song 10/17/2012
12. Gods Handwriting 11/7/2012
13. My Beautiful Rose Flower 12/2/2012
14. Weep Not Child Esq Babatunde Omidina 2/5/2013
15. Two Fighting 8/17/2013
16. Musical Instruments To Produce Love 9/24/2012
17. Though It Is Tough 4/10/2012
18. A Crack In The Wall 1/14/2013
19. The Lonely Path 7/18/2012
20. One Moment One Time 6/4/2012
21. A Poem Of Love 2/26/2012
22. As The Day Goes By 1/6/2012
23. The Seven Colours Of A Rainbow 3/1/2012
24. Tribute To The Beautiful Woman Of My Life 12/1/2011
25. My Beautiful Diamond Princess 3/4/2012
26. My Mother! 10/29/2011
27. I Will Continue To Hold You In My Heart 2/4/2012
28. ' Believe ' 8/4/2012

Comments about OLAYEMI AYO

  • Anele The_african_son Potelwa (umbhali_wasembo) (11/1/2011 5:55:00 PM)

    Please carry on, i just read your poem, keep writting

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  • Bello Eniloa (10/29/2011 6:10:00 AM)

    keep it up

  • Bello Eniloa (10/29/2011 6:06:00 AM)

    great one naija bro

Best Poem of OLAYEMI AYO

' Believe '

When i hear 'believe ' It makes me laugh, jump and smile because it is a fallacy designed to put us into perpetual darkness, drag us into the mud like a paper - tiger; a paper - tiger that cannot fight back and look at the oppressors eyeball to eyeball and tell them they are telling lies We are not fools born by fools in our country ' Believe ' is an understatement we watched and never saw ' Believe ' never manifested in any form or shape It is a slip of the tongue to say ' believe ' because it never was We watched and watched in vain counting the brick walls, looking at the ceiling in ...

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Whispering Palm

Whispering the sound of joy, river of joy flowing from the heart The heart harbour all manner of things The heart harbour good things The heart harbour evil things as well The heart of man is desperately wicked who can know it The heart of man is desperately wicked that it does wickedness to his flesh and blood, despite the fact they say blood is

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