I saw a lady sweet and fair,
I saw her wearing white,
With eyes as blue and sweet as care,
She walked the adouring light.
...
When your days seem sunless and nights moonless
When the skies that perch above your head is starless
And its crowded clouds cheerless
Rose! Listen to me!
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We are the bleeding battered brambled bushes from the gory gruelsome wars of the Irokos..
We are braaivleies from barbercues of the chefs..
We are the dried gormless gourds the tattlers tattle about..
We hold wine but never drink it, our mastdrs take them from us and leave us empty..
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If beauty be pale
If love feints
And happiness was drunk with ale
If music..mortal hands couldn't paint
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Burning tears from his eyes still riot down
Down the vast of his cheeks
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I cross'd my heart i shall not fart
Then i did, then i plead
Forgiven now, time to make a new vow
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Weldone to summer'd days..
When we laugh'd n play'd in hays..
Kudos to winter'd nights..
When ur skin to me was warmth..
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Dreams bled by clos'd eyes
Images and images com by n by
Nightmares interweave my fears to the silence of d crescent moon
The wind and its frnd(ocean) lull a silent croon
...
I sat, i watched..
The sorrowing wind groveling by-
slowly slowly; i sat, by my fiery friend, my torch..
As murmuring leaves stuttered a goodbye
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My free country..
My rich mother..
It's a shame your children beg for food!
My country free and fair..
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I love you I love you so..
I'll stand atop hills I'll let the world know..
I'll sing my love I'll sing it sweet..
And I'll sing it slow..
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This tale by a mortal..
Has never been told..
Of trees made of many a jewel..
With fruits of silver and gold..
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'Boo-woo' says the breeze..
I walk in shame..
'Cuckoo' the birds mock me..
My life is lame..
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The closing bell splits the air..
Laughing-running-gibbering-jumping pupils gun for the door..
The teacher says; be careful..
But these children would no more adhere..
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Time has gone weak and frail
With shakey legs and creaking bones..
...
Basambiri, Nembe Local Government Area, Bayelsa, Nigeria.)
Pranked(Sonnet)
I saw a lady sweet and fair,
I saw her wearing white,
With eyes as blue and sweet as care,
She walked the adouring light.
She's cute and sweet as goodly kittens,
My eyes saw her and leaped for joy.
She wore to match the dress a mitten,
Gifting a reverie to a craving boy.
Aye! I craved to touch her skin of gold,
Then, she smiled and looked my way.
Ooops! I saw her face wrinkly old!
She's an old lady with youth'd sway.
My reveries came to a halting screech,
Never be quick to admire a lady is all i preach!