Treasure Island

Ibrahim Lawal Soro

(25 January 1988 / Zandam, Gwaram, Jigawa State, Nigeria.)

A Poem For The Great Poets


Byron The Gay
His own aristocratic class,
Whose cynical make-believe drove
him to fury:
He has an injury
What permanent sources of joy
and consolation for mankind
which Byron has not!
It is from Arnold disparager of
him.

Shakespeare the atheist
And foremost among the models
For English writer stands,

Milton is Hedonist
Has an unfailing level of style,
Though, there is miltonic
For platonic unlike Aristotle i
found:
He is a poet,
Poet is a philosopher
For Philosophy in poetry
Is the youth's A T P A P's days.

The great Homer is unknown to
me
But his lines whispered to me
saying:
'Am not longer an ordinary man
to pay -He is as others but he has
erected poems -
I dont have a sight -You have a
sight that is a pen -
I was writing since i was a young
-Then you are an adult -
Though, i passed my industrial
age without a say - You must
loose an essay -
In a religious matter i was
covered - No religion you have,
that is why an ignorance like must
be hang - '.

'Of the new-born clear-flowing
stream'
Said Arnold
In his 'FUTURE'
On the breast of the river of time
He brimmed.

Nobel Prized Magician from within
our frame
He was beating the mind of
an amateur poet and artist
Wole's artistic gown was
borrowed from
His sluggishly wind through the
plain
Whether in sound of the
swallowing sea-

Arnold;
vainly does each, as he glides,
fable and dream.

Achebe's things fall apart
they says:
It is full of art
first hymn the father of all Igbo's
things
And then,
I sees no soundness within its
yard
But her heart was tired, tired as of
old.

Wordsworth:
I dont know what to say:
Just in a single word in this world
I will volunteer to say:
His talented art
Ankled his heart
Femurred his stress
Walking on his ceased toes
His poems
To the variety genres.

Keats as a young man in the
oldest men
At the same table with
shakespear's his poems must to
be,
He has gone and let the lighted
world in its light,
And let the words within the
words,
And his learning colleagues with
their open pens and fence
Though, he has committed an
offence:
Joy isn't necessary to be cought in
the vices
Or a beauty is of beautician's
creation as far as he the one.
12 march 2013.

Submitted: Tuesday, March 12, 2013

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