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Prison Heart

I’m lost in an unknown world where I am not a stranger
Citizen of love recognize and value by all
People adore my knowledge about my country
As several relationships has been fabricate and re-established
‘Master of love’ I was called
All these is claim until I met her
She is the perfection of beauty
Angel amidst humanity
Her skin tone complements my dark complexion
Her hair kiss ass
Her dove eyes laid in between her pointed noise harmonized with long face and 
double dimple
Her breast flow the ocean of life in fulfillment of the holy book
She is supernaturally endowed below
I Dream of living in her palace below and drink from milk of life above  
I call her End of discussion
She is my desire yet confused of certainty
My heart fails not to confront with golden words
I’m scared of response
I’m not scared of No but Yes
Presently in the net of two relationship in the name of love
My golden words for her 'never to cheat'
Previous line contradict contemporary words
Confused heart, let go of previous love and regain my country?

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Unveiling My Bride

The world await to see my bride
The wait is over 
To my family, friends, colleagues and the entire universe
I present to you… the mother of my children
The beauty that defined beautiful
She is the character that characterized the true womanhood
Her lifestyle set limitation for satanic operation within and outside her jurisdiction
She is the bridge that connect me to God and humanity
She is my queen coz she rule my kingdom
I call her my crown coz she crowned my royalty
She is rapturous, ecstatic… in her presence sorrow melt like wax
I call her miss independent coz she is dependable
She is my gold coz her beauty never fades
I call her treasure coz all the treasuries for a best life exist in her
She is my epitome of a true bride

Her physical physique is flawless
She is perfectly short and gorgeously tall
Her front view is impeccable and her back side is without glitch
Her point nose sat between her dove eyes
Her lips is impeccably shape like palm wine cup that invite everyone for a taste
Her complexion oppose my dark complexion
Thou are fair oh! My lady
Words are feeble to express her beauty
She is my epitome of a true bride

She is the native of south
Her tongue justified her nativity
The place where young women are prepared for life
House chores is her hobby
The meal from her magic room satisfies my soul and nourishes my body
She is from a place where husband enjoys royalty
Respect, humility, care, submission and above all unconditional love is written in their play book
The place where infidelity is a sacrilegious and it never an option, hence Endurance and hope for a better home overruled the option of divorce
Her home land is an epitome of where a true bride should originate

My bride very soon the traditional rite shall be fulfilled
Two different cultures shall be unified as Christ and church
Our languages shall be unified as understand and love
Our families shall be unifies as one
Altar is calling at the penultimate month
This is my transition to manhood.

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Love N Regain

Proudly I kneel before her speechless
My cap bow in humility as my eyes flow ocean of water
Just to say I’m sorry
My heart bear witness with my spirit that I’m innocent
Yet guilty for peace to reign
Fool! I was called by peers
What can I give in exchange for peace?
In her dwells the totality of my peace
Let go? Hell no
To whom shall the peace transfer to?
To what path shall I research to find her?
The bird at hand worth more than millions in the bush
I must keep my male pride to gain what I hold precious
What if she walks away without a word?
Am I a fool?
No!
I will keep kneeling until she smile at me and says “I love you”

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My Golden Precious

Here I am again on this path
Rejected by me and others journey through this sweet agony road
Through the thorn and pain
Some crowned it with ring
Sentence to life imprisonment where individualism is eliminated
I pray for such ending
Previous knowledge evidently denied penultimate line

All I ever need is desired by others
Cherish and adore by them
I called them frienemy not rival 
That’s what makes her precious
To win her previous knowledge must be eliminated

My home is my enemy as I kiss her door frequently
My phone is my best friend when we are part
I empty my pocket to fill her heart
BBM, 2go, facebook, SMS are my mediator
Expression of feeling through words is my talent
The perfection of every relationship is uneconomical to truthful and fervent communication 
I effectively utilized my talent
Victory at last

Alter is calling at the penultimate month
Divinely approved
Journey were made to her root
Finally she is mine
Cherishing my golden ring
She is my Golden Precious
Home at last

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The Broken World

We beheld the beauty of the first garden in originality
Life in its simplicity
An egalitarian world
Needs and wants afar us
We neither pray nor fast to feed belly 
We commune and fellowship face to face
Flesh and spirit is one
Death abortive

The proclaim wisdom acclaimed by man
Hamper it intended mission
Placed us amidst mess
Deviation from the state of merriment, rest, respite, jollity 
Who is to be blame?
The creator, the created perhaps the mediator
The blameless remain irreproachable
They’re will wheel us to this end
Selfish being
End of discussion hope for a new heaven

Behold you are the garden  
The seed to design second palace
Feed the feeble
The tree that shelter the vagabond yet build bridges
The river that giveth life
The Peace that accommodate conflict yet combat evils
You’re second Adam
Special breed ordained to bring heaven on earth

Awake!!!
The mediator yet live
It intended mission yet live
Steal, kill and destroy
Girdle your heart and take your position
Now you are gods.
Build your dreamed world 
Habitable for all

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Palace of Laziness

We're the worthless one
The world has no place for us
Street is our business
Under bridges is our palace
Palace of laziness
Addressed and mocked by the privileged
We were name without ceremony
Wayward, beggars, lunatic, fool…
Yet they can do without us
We are less privileged but we’re not less important
The fortunate are fortune in chain
Newspapers bear witness of untold wealth
We are materially deformed not mentally deformed
We are agree to be poor for them to be rich 
The just shall judge the unjust

There is hope against hope
Our mouth, hand, brain are fertile
There is a hidden talent therein
We are judged by what they see
We worth more than their foresight
Amidst us talent has buttered our bread
Akon, African China, Wande Coal, are our testimonies
At all state we are vital
Poor state we protect their life at our expense
Our talents graze their occasion
 We are not worth-less
We are king in the palace of laziness yet busy to entertain 
We are beggars yet command your blessing
You need us more than your worth

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Stolen Night

Rain befall and sun scourge me  
I am left without shade to protect me
Amidst thousands yet lonely
Death pierces my heart and sized my right kidney
Half death yet living 
Million tear fall on grieved soul
How I wish she stay with me
Accident took her away unaware

My soul craved for her presence
Eyes shine bright at midnight
Spontaneous flow of heartfelt expression awaken memory
I am king whom am I without a queen
I am a king whom am I without a crown 
I am a king whom am I without a throne
My kingdom shall forever reign in her heart

A million kisses fall on our lips yet hunger for more
Her lips is as succulent as honeycomb
Tastes of her lips keep me awake
Her hugs warm my heart more than black coffee
To hell with sleep
Her boo clap to the rhythms of my heart
The sounds keep me dancing all night

After all was said and done bed turned rumpled
Its 8a.m
Call hopped in from boss
Gust what happen?
You’re fired
I awake unto reality
Then I realized how much I missed my girl as it was all dream

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Fight For Success

Pretty well we journey to this life
Empty and lonely road
Path worth chosen yet filled with poverty, agony, hardship
Faith, boldness and endurance are my friend leading me
My life is my future
My future is you
Yet you are my frienemy in journeying through this life
Survival of the fittest is the slogan
We’re all competing for the best
We all must make it, truly sure
But love must abide in our heart
The slogan must be eliminated
Only shall peace reign, wealth shall be evenly distributed
Justice shall abide and crime shall be less in our society

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Hope Against Hope

I yield to unknown sound
Rhythm that blossom my heart 
Swing arm with tangle legs
Accelerating directly proportional to the echo
My head ache as it beat twice as rock tempo
I perceived peril ahead
Roaring of lion nature in humanity
Seeking for whom to devour
I am a prey without rescuer
Fears grab me as the thought of u-turn occupied my heart
Standing at Y junction
To my right a kingdom await me yet the road is daredevil
 My Left preaches infatuation
I devour all obstacles at the right to visit the kingdom
I hope against hope as I journey through
Behold the torment vanish quickly
My eyes behold beauty this kingdom in extraordinary manner
 Finally I saw Him seating on thrown and my love seating at His right hand
'Welcome to come' He said
I sang praises unto my love
Finally I am home

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Life

You were born in a first class Hospital...
I was born at home,
But we are all living.
You woke up from bed...
I woke up from a mat on a floor...
We all had a sleep... U ate fried rice...
I ate eba with efo-riro,
We all satisfy our hunger...
You dressed in an imported suit...
I dress in bend down select...
We all cover our nudity... You drive luxury jeep...
I wave at keke napep...
We all arrive at our destination...
You are Reading this
from ur laptop or iPhone6
I write my post using CHINA PHONE... We are all
reading the post...
Why should I kill myself?
Why should I blame God?
Life is a lesson. Though it gave me
1000 reasons to cry,
I have millions of reasons to be joyful
GOOD MORNING FRIENDS!