(7/2/2013 6:37:00 AM)
FEAST AT JUNGLE
We have come to the " feast"
At jungle, to dance to tunes
Of music of our time, and now,
Leaving the arena for others,
Returning with cheering heart.
Gladdened by our worth
Our shoulder laid with arrogant pride
As it was at the beginning,
We stomped tirelessly, bathed with
Salt water and with the eyes of flame
Grope for dream.
" Determination" stands the watch-word
To some, it shattered away
As the hour danced past
When at the time of deep distress
Along the hobbling wattle forest
And of trial, were threshed
And shoved into obscurity.
But we pegged away into
The realm walls of faith
Where we spurned the nights
Of fear that stalk the day
In a combative poise.
We are coming
To fertile our land
With the frothy glory
Trapped in our hands.
Hearts leap of joy
As we slung our bags over
Our back, touching each other,
Gaze timidly at faces with surge
Hear the drum beat of glee.
We have arrived at the niche of time
Bringing castles of hope,
Telling sad-sweet tales
Of our voyage.
Ndubisi Anslem Otolokpo
(7/1/2013 10:26:00 AM)
Showdown closed in the sub natures that has perceived in the veil. The effect has bemused our inner consciences and has truly, penetrated our egos so deep in our living cores that it will take an entire life time to regenerate our once solaced memories that repent our sorriest and laced fates that could have been a meaning…
We travel in different roads some that lead to dust, others that lead to our personal hells and once we attain all the much unforeseen consequences. Fate begins
I will refuse to make fate my sidekick, but bully him to be my slave in a sordid way that I will be able to maneuver my ways in our same beliefs. Abhorred nourished behaviors will unclean our smothering trends.
Sometimes my light watches over your dark, and I lumber beside the moonlight shadow hoping that fate will reconnect us, trusting the twists of time, to reunite us in this earth, that familiar feeling of knowing we belong to each other, that certainty that we are the same substance, we combine, we fuse together so perfectly…
Maybe in this life time you may not recognize me or you simply desire to vanish me from your life, destroy and erase those memories that are so buried deep in you.
It’s utterly lucid that you feel drawn to me, but you don’t ahold so you elect to withdraw yourself from me… and this vicious circus continuo’s to exist, so all I have left is to involve myself in this agonizing sphere.
We wanted silently to be the embodiment of each other as we lived through days on each other’s air supply; slowly we could not go on crawling in such suffocating motion. The loneliness calls every time closer…
The release always feels liberating, but does remorse too?
(7/1/2013 10:26:00 AM)
Bury the memories of me in the depths inside your mind, since you were everything I ever wanted, that I had to afford to lose.
Unveil the character behind the persona you wear, I just can’t go on covering my eyes, acting blind to spare you. I can’t forgive the inflicted injuries against the core of myself, my being, my life, my heart. Without you I feel it will never be the same, I have surrendered trying to attain you, and for that I suffered, as time passed I felt myself dying, after all you where the source of my bliss.
I have adhered to loneliness, and take pride in this state, knowing I’m safe in order to experience the peak of my liberation. Remember that I will never love you like I did.
Adam M. Snow
(6/29/2013 7:56:00 PM)
Under the Innocent Sky
By: Adam M. Snow
Under the innocent sky,
ever serene and fair.
Beauty is the stars on high,
taking away our despair.
Ever so silent it can be,
with still a melody that can be heard.
Close your eyes imagine free,
with wings stretched wide, like a morning bird.
Soaring through the dark blue sky,
ever serene and fair;
joining with the stars on high,
feeling the wind between your hair.
Even though the dream's not true,
we can still admire from afar,
the beauty the sky, so dark and blue,
and the many dancing stars.
(6/29/2013 5:09:00 PM)
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(6/28/2013 8:19:00 AM)
I knew that day why one loves
Why one thinks of someone daynight
Why one dies too have a glance of her
Because one expects to get love in return.
Nicholas. B Fielding
(6/27/2013 12:53:00 AM)
Evil’s Romantic Notion
A lion’s breath sees evil waiting,
frosted by the windows paling
Waiting crouched and ready still,
for evil from your mouth to spill
Awaiting a closely quarted malice,
inside the place you hold so deep,
Deep in your heart, yet you frighten
Fear enact by love,
yet frightened by what love means
Growing yet more fearful,
by the thoughts of what will be,
you cannot help but feel the forces
evil as they seem attractive, take it
for it is the form of what will be
Inescapable the love and fear,
like a poison drank and not yet treated
patiently waiting to ease the pain,
flowing in your blue line vein
No movement dare you take,
whilst the lion lies in wait.
(6/26/2013 12:00:00 PM)
How so simple?
Oh so pure!
Through the passage of time
I shall endure.
I am a cousin, of love's true light.
In the sleep of the night, I do what's right.
Please say my name.
I am silent,
so meek so mild
accused by a lie
I walk in captivity
Free me now
Say my name!
copyright (c) 2013
(6/26/2013 3:57:00 AM)
The first day of summer rain
So hot today
The fire is
There are two steps to the left foot
This is not tolerated ball of fire
Oh God, what havoc your
What did forget to tell us
Lead with hot air
Dry throat from thirst
Looking for water
May not be far
Froggy the singing
May God be pleased
Drum only at Ngare on the sky
Come rain come snow, wind and water the sky
Weather was cold so
Occurs mostly in winter as
Still remember the day
The first day of summer rain
(6/26/2013 2:17:00 AM)
hey u all poem lovers im back again this tym with a BOOM bang! feel free to read, rate and write ur honest comment in ma new poem" i am in a circle"
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