segun Johnson Ozique

Freshman - 838 Points (25th, Sept.1961 / Lagos-Nigeria)

segun Johnson Ozique Poems

1. Indulgence 8/26/2010
2. Volte-Face 8/26/2010
3. Hunted 8/26/2010
4. I Dare You Woman 8/28/2010
5. Old Age 8/28/2010
6. To The Dogs I Go Once Again 8/29/2010
7. Passage 8/29/2010
8. At Peace 9/25/2010
9. Addicted 9/25/2010
10. If 9/25/2010
11. Rooted In Reality 9/25/2010
12. Love 9/25/2010
13. Heal Thyself 9/25/2010
14. Love Was You 9/27/2010
15. Single Mum 10/13/2010
16. Beseemingly 10/13/2010
17. The Sixth Sense 10/13/2010
18. The Humpty-Hump 10/13/2010
19. Dignified 10/13/2010
20. Stone Hearted 10/13/2010
21. Fela Anikulapo Kuti 10/13/2010
22. Be Prepared 10/13/2010
23. The Woman 10/13/2010
24. To Ceasar Be His Qualms 10/13/2010
25. Cat To Mouse, The Letter 10/13/2010
26. Politiking 3/17/2011
27. Myself 3/17/2011
28. Southern Voices 2 3/17/2011
29. Cell Management 3/17/2011
30. Kilfud-Yoking 3/17/2011
31. True Hero 3/17/2011
32. The Giant Mice 3/17/2011
33. My Contention 3/17/2011
34. West Africa 3/17/2011
35. Imagine2 3/17/2011
36. Wisdom 3/18/2011
37. The Egyptian Flood 3/18/2011
38. Killing The Environment In Bits 3/18/2011
39. Of Leadership2 3/18/2011
40. The Mask; Friend Turned Foe 8/26/2012

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Best Poem of segun Johnson Ozique

Adiew, Dear Mate

Ogbonna Amadi, a storm landed FSAS Sokoto the hurricane;
A pinch fleet-footed boogie lad of uncommonly indulgence;
Announcing in triumphant trumpet, his name; Dusty Rhode.
Successfully initiated at the Federal School of Arts and Science,
He moved to greater heights; to ply his trade at Vanguard stable
Breaking ground with canal showstopper; the 'ShowTime' stream
This, is the Dusty I know: So the news; he passed on to glory was;
Calamitous: Cruel. Lesson to all who bicker, grudge and grumble;
Exposing life as deceitful dishonest; sweet, juicy now, then slayer; ...

Read the full of Adiew, Dear Mate

The Scared Soul

Poor soul
Recoiling from the blazes of eyes
Burdened day or night by own shadow
Soul pleading for rain; some light refreshment
To wash and lighten the Avenue of faith
Unhook the hope being throttled
Bring back loyalty of life being turned into vapour

Once a soul like wind

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