Olufayo Ezekiel

Freshman - 569 Points [DImmortal] (12th of October 1992 / Akure, Ondo state of Nigeria)

Olufayo Ezekiel Poems

1. Weed 4/17/2014
2. Egg 9/16/2014
3. Night Walkers 9/20/2014
4. Tom-Boy 9/26/2014
5. To The Heavenly Messengers 9/29/2014
6. Tomorrow 9/29/2014
7. Lords Of The Flies 10/3/2014
8. On A Birthday Morning (A Letter To Swaggapearl) 10/3/2014
9. Born To Save 12/25/2013
10. Barrenness 10/3/2014
11. Soldier Ants 12/23/2014
12. Son Of The Carpenter 12/25/2014
13. Ayandolu 12/29/2014
14. Game-Boy 12/29/2014
15. Open Heavens 12/30/2014
16. A New Sky 1/2/2015
17. A Line To You 1/27/2015
18. For Rose 2/1/2015
19. Topsy-Turvy 2/7/2015
20. The Evening News 2/13/2015
21. I Swear, My Pledge 3/8/2015
22. The Mulatto 9/8/2015
23. Oedipus 9/10/2015
24. I Saw You Dance 9/10/2015
25. The Longest Poem Of Life 9/11/2015
26. A Voyage Across The Land Of Biazowa 12/27/2016
27. The Queen In The Bank 2/11/2015
28. Be My Val. 2/13/2015
29. Look At Your Fingers 2/11/2015
30. I Dream Of Her 1/30/2015
31. Under The Tree Of Mercy 12/24/2014
32. Akungba Igbeyin 12/13/2013
33. Hope Of The Twilight 12/13/2013
34. The King At The African Market Square 12/23/2014
35. Omo Titun (A New Child) 10/3/2014
36. Lunar Eclipse 12/31/2014
37. An Ode To Awelewa 2/7/2015
38. Not From A Silver Spoon 2/13/2015
39. An Ode To Your Majesty 3/8/2015
40. In Rain; The Umbrella Leaks 2/11/2015

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Best Poem of Olufayo Ezekiel

Let It Rain!

Let it rain!
rain! rain! come around,
for the dry land is crying,
we dwellers are mourning.

Let it rain!
rain! rain! come today,
farmers are waiting,
for you to stop our famine.

Let it rain!
rain! rain! son of the cloud,
hot souls are waiting,
for your appeasing touch.

Let it rain!
rain! rain! visitor of the earth of no alarm,
mermaid wants to swim,
daunted mahogany's hope wants to be full.

Let it rain!
rain! rain! rain to reign,
without storm and havoc,
tides of oceans must be still.

Let it rain! ...

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Hope Of The Twilight

I am a wood seller,
with my knickers of myth, I move my planter,
gold-mine I dont have,
though every morning, I starve,
still, I dont want the name robber,
divinity bestowed me an axe, am not a smuggler,
neither do I want to be a public wealth snatcher,
but don't think I am idle;
fate is the one giving me the topple,

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