I was a young person when I started writing. What inspired me was a friend I had who brought out the potential comes out of me. She gave me a book that I could read. She gave me the ink that I should start painting the mind and soul. She gave me the feet and the hands to apex my stepping. She came into my life and changed my world. I can never resolve to forget her affection towards me. I am still indebted to her cause.
ADEDUN:
Poetry is a soul food for every human being. It speaks when no one murmurs. It imitates when there is no miming or mimicry. It is a teacher and a student. It is flexible. No matter where or how you bend it, it will surely do the job. When someone's mood is boring, it will lead to a troubled mind. It is our daily bread when we look deep into our lives. I am Oluwole Olawale Michael. I so much loved all of the www.poemhunter.com members because they encouraged every poet whenever they posted their poetry.
I wish my little series of poetry would expose many of us to the legendary artistry of poetry. Many nations don't know how to motivate their young citizen but rather do the contrary which would not foster the Art of Poetry. Please try to encourage anybody who is writing poems no matter what it takes. We all need to improve the world of poetry and also try as much as possible to invite them to any contest on poetry. My best regards to everyone who reads my poetry.
No matter the miles that lie between us,
No matter how the world twists and spins,
No matter how long you are away,
There is one witness to our love —
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The beauty of an African woman
She could swim gaitily in the pool
She is blessed with crown of beads
She is so simple in her glimpse
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My love is rare—
So rare that even reality listens in silence.
It hums in a thousand hearts,
A song that few can hear.
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I wandered into a hollow,
Where music shimmered like moonlight,
Dancers twirling in joy and laughter,
A chorus of happiness spilling into the air.
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Cry, cry, cry
I have seen the faces of the bruised,
Tears and the bubbles of sorrowful eyes.
I have seen hearts fall into silence,
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