Yewande Adedokun

Veteran Poet - 1,330 Points (19th may 1990 / owo, ondo state)

Yewande Adedokun Poems

41. Oh! Chariot Of Elijah 1/23/2018
42. Life For Sale 3/23/2018
43. White Flag 4/6/2018
44. Mere Men Gods -new- 5/11/2018
45. Was It You? 6/24/2017
46. The Hot Night Wind 6/25/2012
47. Mon Famile 6/21/2012
48. Music Makes More Love 5/30/2012
49. Finding Peace In A Beast 5/28/2012
50. Eclipse Of The Soul 10/20/2012
51. A Friend's Letter To Me 7/24/2013
52. Foreplay 6/17/2017
53. When My Jesus Comes 2/9/2017
54. Father Above, Send Me A Raven 9/2/2016
55. Guns, Blood And Roses 7/3/2017
56. God In The Stars 10/13/2017
57. He Interprets Love To Me 9/13/2016
58. Right To Us Wrong To Them 2/3/2013
59. It's A Play 6/22/2012
60. When The Shadow Of Man Departs 5/27/2012
61. The Judging George 8/27/2015
62. A Page Of My Face 6/5/2012
63. The Soul Painter 11/24/2012
64. The Young Flowers 7/23/2013

Comments about Yewande Adedokun

  • Okey Vic Nwatu Okey Vic Nwatu (6/17/2017 9:35:00 AM)

    Prolific output. Keep it up.

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  • Adesoro Segun Adesoro Segun (4/16/2015 4:57:00 PM)

    Good work! Nice meeting a Nigerian poet(ess) ...

  • Payal Parande (11/4/2012 10:59:00 AM)

    a heartfelt and painful piece indeed but still it make the reader stuck to the poem till the end and that make this poem even better and perfect

    thank you for sharing mam,
    love
    payal

Best Poem of Yewande Adedokun

The Young Flowers

A growth in the beauty of the sun
Little do they know how it can burn
Towards its direction they turn

Maybe it is the warmth it gives to the soul
Maybe it is the attraction of colour that made it so
Cannot say for certain why the sun takes the hold

They wait for the sunrise each morning
Their heart in its jive they sing
Cannot tell the wrong it brings
Cannot see the fire and its steams

But the older ones prays for the rain
They dream for the clouds to gather again
And when it finally rains, their heart sings its praise
There their heart finds...

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Evil Drum Beats

Rumble, Rumble!
If you are not careful
The drum might beat for you
The evil drum beats to blood
made out of flesh
It only beats out destiny
Innocently, the destiny comes out to dance a tune
but instead of finding joy
it dances in tears

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