I was a little child when i started writing. What inspired me was a friend i had who make the potential comes out of me. She gave me a book that I could read. She gave me the ink that I should start painting the mind and souls. She gave me the feet and the hands to apex my stepping. She came into my life and changed my world. I can never resolute to forget her affection towards me. I am still indebted to her cause. Though, she left me without farewell and this bade my first poem i wrote \'MISSING YOU\.'
And, later i was thinking on how to describe her beauty which i finally came out on \'LOVE DANCER\' I am a Business Manager and i am dreaming higher to be a great person in life.
ADEDUN:
Poetry is a soul food for every human being. It speaks when no one murmur. It imitates when there is no miming or mimicry. It is a teacher yet a student. It is flexible. No matter where or how you bend it, it will surely do the job. When someone's mood is boring, it will succumb a trouble mind. It is our daily bread when we look deep into our life. I am Oluwole Olawale Michael. I so much loved all of www.poemhunter.com members because they encouraged every poets whenever they post their poetry.
I wish this my little series of poetry would expose many of us into the legendary of POETRY artistry. Many nations don't know how to motivate their young citizen but rather do the contrary which would not foster the Art of Poetry. Please try to encourage anybody that is writing poems no matter what it takes. We all need to improve the world of poetry and also try as much as possible to invite them to any contest on poetry. My best regard to everyone that read my poetry. This is my contact details though it is confidential but i would rather let you have it: N06, Alhaji Adaranijo Close, Dopemu, Agege Lagos (23401)
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Wish you the best
No matter how miles we share apart
No matter how cunning the world
Might spanned around
No matter how late it could be
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The beauty of an African woman
She could swim gaitily in the pool
She is blessed with crown of beads
She is so simple in her glimpse
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My love is as rare as reality
Many ears snoop to the fact
It is a lyric of many hearts
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I was in a hollow
Where i heard the sound of dancers
The sound of happiness, joy, and pleasure
Why dancing all together?
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Cry cry cry
I've seen cries of many bruised faces
Tears, bubbles of the eyes
And, coma I've seen of the wounded hearts
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