Gradually they appeared
Tiny lustre black diamonds on my chin
A ne plus ultra of God's divine beauty on man
They appeared like the dark silken hair of a beautiful maiden
...
Gbemisola; gorgeous and gay like a happy peacock
Beauteous face; a bard's delight
Ebullient with effulgent eyes
Magazines' model of manifesting magnificence
...
There was a man
Before things fell apart.
But not just a man,
He was an epoch-maker,
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The day is dry,
A twin to the Sahara.
The sun has lost its wits.
The wind holds its breath.
...
I feel a Trojan Horse in my heart,
Encompassing a great batallion.
It makes my feelings to crash apart.
Oh it is such a great stallion!
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How insane without a dreadlock?
Honey brews in my cup of hemlock;
Let me drink and worldly dead
So on heaven's street tread
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Like a steadfast lamp
Perusing the heart of a dark room,
My soul on a truth quest.
...
On the podium of hope you stood,
A stream of honey flowed from your young heart
Into our maltreated minds.
Your face like a full moon at dusk;
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I am a student, a writer and an editor.I love writing poems and short stories.I edit and write short stories for my fellowship weekly bulletin, The Divine Apogee, and I am an editor of The Shuttle, a journal of the department of English, University of Lagos.)
To My First Beard
Gradually they appeared
Tiny lustre black diamonds on my chin
A ne plus ultra of God's divine beauty on man
They appeared like the dark silken hair of a beautiful maiden
And they won my heart's medal
They're like the naive hair of a newly born
So beautiful that my mirror became my eyes
I appellated them My Black Beauties
An adornment of facial handsomeness
A hallmark of admiration; noticed and envied by many
They made young ladies to wonder in lust or maybe love
My aesthetic Black Beauties; so adoring and alluring
Stunningly curled up like glossy black thread
A signal of growth, maturity and responsibility
Adulations to the Eternal Potter for a job well done.