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Best Poems Written by Olanrewaju Kehinde

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WHY WE'RE FRIENDS

No matter the tide, no matter the scourge,
we won't drawn, we will smile forever.
No war or hate, in gains or shame,
I will stand, by your side, all the time.

For we are friends, and you're my friend.
When none is there, I will stand by.
When you're here, I won't fear,
and you're lost, I shout your name everywhere.

So throw me some smile today, while I can still see your face.
I'm not ashamed of you anyday.
you're the only one who calls my rags clothes.
you're the only one who hugs me so close.

For you're my friend, your smile makes me cheerful
You're my close friend, to you I disclose.
You look into my eye and tell me, 
I love you just the way you are,
and for this one reason, this is why we're friends.
                             K.OLWENS

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RAIN

it's going to be dropping on me after a very long time 
ohh with all my heart I've waited all this while 
fall on me, my want but realized I don't make the choice 
triggering blowings like it's going to take my roof top 

But the truth is we dont care all we want is your rain!!
ohh fall on us this one we've gathered because of you to pray 
this heat is taking it's toll on me, oh come on be my save 
tongues and works might have called your wrath, oh pardon we're humans and never the same.

Calm your breeze, calm your storm, pour us love not destruct 
though it's your will but it's our prayer
not a command neither with pride 
we know we're bad, we know we don't deserve, we know we're not to be served 

pour your rain, not your pain, pour your love not your scorn, we know we're humans but not all are the same.
not my will, not our will
not a command neither in pride
calm your breeze, calm your storm 
for all we want is your rain.
 
                               K.OLWENS

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ALL FOR ME

IF JESUS DIED ON THE CROSS WHO AM I NOT TO DIE 
IF JESUS WEPT ON THE CROSS WHO AM I NOT TO WEEP 
IF JESUS PASS THROUGH THE GRAVE WHO AM I NOT TO STINK 
IF JESUS WENT THROUGH MY PAINS WHO AM I NOT TO BE PAIN
IF JESUS WENT, TOOK THE LASHES FOR ME WHO AM I NOT TO TAKE THE STROKES
IF JESUS CRIED FOR ME WHO AM I NOT TO CRY 

FOR THIS MY EVERY LIFE HE PAID FOR BEFORE I WAS FORMED 
IF JESUS WENT THROUGH DISGRACE WHO AM I NOT TO BE DISGRACED 
HE WAS PUT TO SHAME, HE WAS MADE LAME, OHH AMAZING GRACE FROM THE ONE WHO WAS TAMED.

IF JESUS CARRIED THE CROSS WHO AM I NOT TO BE OVERLOADED
IF JESUS WORRIED FOR ME WHO AM I NOT TO BE WORRIED 
FOR EVERYTHING OF ME, ON HIM, FOR ME  HE TOOK THE BLAME, FOR IF JESUS COULD PRAY WHO AM I NOT TO PRAY.

HE TOOK MY WORST, FLUSHED THEM AND MADE THEM NEW SONGS.
OH WHAT MEMORIES OF JOY, IN MY LABOURS HE'LL FAVOUR.
WHEN I'M FILLED WITH LUST AND IM NOT SURE IF I'M STILL LOVED, HE WHISPERS MY NAME AND SAYS YOU'RE STILL MINE.

                                 K.OLWENS

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ONCE UPON A TAMED


Once upon a time a tamed was born free
the tamed roamed in his home so free
the tamed enjoyed every moment and soon he was considered too free,
too free, to be born, too free to be strong, too free to be living, too free to exist, too free to be alive, just too free to be free. 
 
The tamed was fought against, the tamed had no defense or prevents
the tamed was won over, and was de-coloured till he had no lover.
the tamed was priceless but was still sold in shekels, the tamed was valueless but was battered for in valuables

The tamed became a traveller who journeyed many oceans, landed on many land, yet he lived landless
the tamed love's the fish, the tamed is now the feed for the sea.

Oh tamed, who was born free
who was made to journey journey's
a master fisherman, a master hunter
a master farmer, a master without education, a master serving masters from his hollow cage. 
This are the words of your tamed freed.

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DON'T KNOW

I do not know why I do not like you
I do not what I have against you
I do not know why I don't talk to you
I do not know why I won't want you
I do not know why I don't regard you.

But sure you still talk about me nice
but sure you still talk about me fine
but sure you still talk about me right
but sure you still make me count
but sure you still make me smile

I don't know why we're not friends
but you see me and prove me talented
I don't know why we can't agree terms
but you believe in and praise my arts
and I know what you do is no pretence
you do it with all sinceres 

I don't know why, but this is my lines for you
I want to say thank you for all your good reviews
I know we won't still be friends but this is my poem for you.
I don't write this in pretence either 
but this is sincere and deep from my heart for you.

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SWINDLER

I've gambled all my money once,
the feelings keeps tingling me,
every time I throw my self at it
it just takes a hold and flings me off the cliff.

I gambled once, but the taste forever more,
I'm now in it's chain, I just want to break free for just once.
I want freedom, I want sitcoms,
this was my life once before i got myself enslaved.

I use to sing nice melodies, never loosing to who don't know me,
forever I had strong bond in wisdom
my forever soon became limited and now I'm living wretched.

Ohh! please free me, whoever can, I plead 
just don't leave me to whatever can consume me. 
I want this life no more, it's devouring 
I want this this path no more, it's misleading, causes me pain and have me bleeding.

I lose to you enough, my life confession,
gambling is not a profession, not even for who want to attain height of professor's.
it's a shame and a transgression
it's not a game, only a killer by passion.

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PUFF PAPER


How do we say, men who lost their lives without oceans
lot of advice even from the paper puff but still are ignorant as a bleating goat.
Many have fallen before there eyes but is that warning enough, 
do they even remember if they have a life to save for the future.

If the puff paper has given its best warning, then what else should tongues say.
And when tears start driving down the faces, if not there last hope, would I bear or fear my life?
No I won't, for every one man shall bear his own load.

Paper puff won't fear nor tear nor even stop being puffed by the market.
You, only you and fellow family will bear the pain or loss,  for I have nothing to lose.

Paper puff will puff it puffers too one day, they never stop warning 
they never stop advertising 
puffers never stop dying 
yet the puff never stops earning.


    SMOKING NEVER CHILLS 
    IT FOREVER KILLS FROM WITHIN.

                        K.OLWENS