Lyric Birthday Poems

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I see big changes 
Everybody's walking around
Heads face the ground
You made us all so very proud
The eleven man crew is one man down
Gone but not forgotten in Bath town.

I pinch myself at the thought of you
I wish you could have sat and talked it through
Now all we've got are shirts for you
Durbz 5 and I don't even like Man U

When we didn't have a job all day it was just us two
With no money we'd scrape and share a spliff or two
With that instrumental CD you'd freestyle like you do
And I'd never join in so now I write this song for you

Who'd have thought you'd end like this
I never thought you'd play out like this
That cheeky grin and the laughs we'll miss
You were a legend, please know you will be missed

(Chorus)

I didn't know you in the wooley hat crew
But the WESA boys all got love for you
now when I play in goal it'll seem like the defence has a gapping hole
Remember when you lobbed me and score that amazing own goal

If I was Doc Brown I'd come back for you
Jump in my Delorean and travel back a year or two
We all regret we didn't do more for you
But who could predict you'd do what you'd do

All those fit girls that you had
Something of a Jack The Lad
It makes us all so very sad
But I knew you and for that I'm glad

However life keeps moving on
And your family and mates are trying to stay strong
I can't help feeling that it's so damn wrong
You lived life to the full but it wasn't for long

It's so upsetting that you are gone
But in time we'll meet again and I'll sing you this song
When we meet at those pearly gates
You learn exactly what you meant to all of your mates.

R.I.P Durbz, Happy Birthday.

P.O.T.D 12/2/2018

Copyright © Nick Trim | Year Posted 2018




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While you sleep I tell you all of the things I keep inside throughout day.
Now that you can hear but not listen I find them much easier to say.
My hopes, my dreams, my fears, and everything in between
Your subconscious hears so keen, or so it seems.
My tongue is soft; I speak so sweetly 
Knowing your reaction will never greet me.

Tonight will be different in what I want you to know.
It has everything to do with what I can’t help but show.
I hold no claim to any religion but you’ve given me a place for my faith.
Somewhere it will never stale or lose its lavish taste.
You’ve shown me something I can see, touch, and feel, 
And so before it I choose to kneel.

I know I don’t say it but I miss you every day.
Sitting, thinking of the perfect words to be my choice,
Yet when you call I can’t find any of the right words to say.
I’m just happy to finally hear your voice.
Even just a moment is enough to sooth my heavy heart;
Fearing the ends of conversations knowing we’ll have to part.

I’ll never be too far from you, always within arm’s reach,
And in your days of darkness I’ll be the light that you will seek.
I’ll never let you leave too far from me, I’ll stay close behind you in this world;
Secretly protecting what is mine, you will always be my girl.
I only want the best for you so the best of me I will employ.
Faithfully yours, I will always be your boy.

I close my eyes and kiss your soft sweet lips
And see the very best of you in loving bliss.
I see past the physical which makes you attractive
And focus on the things I can’t see in which I’m attracted.
Your thoughts I’d love to hear them all.
Of the things you speak disinterest never makes its call.

My day will come, I know someday I’ll be the only one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give, to love unconditionally.
Yes our day will come, I know someday we’ll be as one.
And you I will pursue viciously,
Because I’ve given you the greatest gift I can give… to love unconditionally.

Copyright © Kristopher Higgs | Year Posted 2012

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85TH BIRTHDAY –
Journal IX

Nostalgia figures no
time span
An event of many,
many years seems no
more
      than a few
Looking out on the
world with the same
eyes
Memory is tricked
Ah yes that, but
wishfulness too

Events      colors
take on a magical
gleam
The mind-body
frolics with actions
of a child,
Hop scotching,
kicking the can
Long lost sounds
ghostly renew

All pain is
forgotten
In favor of some
drowsy awareness
One is surprised
that memory has, for
the
      moment, erased
that pain
Periods of nostalgia
increase

The slipping away is
frightening –
What is death but
A complete slipping
away –
In these last few I
shall covet reality

RESTR

Copyright © daver austin | Year Posted 2014




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I jump out my bed in morning haste
To give you a lovely birthday serenade
Wishing you happiness and all the best
May all your dreams come true  
And all desires of your heart be met

©2016Leonora Galinta
All Rights Reserved



Happy, Happy Birthday
And God bless!






       To our  dear friend and poetess, Anne Lise/ Sunshine Smile on her birthday,  today , July 23, 2016   Happy Birthday!     

Good morning! I just woke up and sending this simple gift and birthday poem greetings to our lovely Sunshine Smile, Anne Lise Andersen.

    My Loving Greetings and wishes also  to all other July birthday celebrities  including my beloved mom whose birthday was last, week.

written: July 24, 2016 9.20am (Sunday here)

Copyright © Galeo DS | Year Posted 2016

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A cold autumn morning, 
new rains have arrived 
today not so ordinary 
A little girls birthday goes by 

she had an accident 
she awoke in her bed wet 
today she is six, a present she did 
not expect 

A day without the jug cord 
would be her birthday wish 

Her hope is soon faded, 
for there her mother stood, 
A birthday beating just begun- 
her mothers' way 
of a little fun 

"you dirty little b!#@h"! 
I'm sick of washing your sheets 
this will fix you...and fix you good 
till you're black and blue 
...or till I'll make you bleed"! 

Happy Birthday to me... 
through aches and tears 
I am happy 
I survived to date six years 

alone in her closet 
she'd make this her car 
travel to far away happy lands 
go shopping for a star 

once she bet the jug cord 
she collected up the sheets 
took her mums' old coal shovel 
buried them under the house 
darkest corner beneath, 

her father gave her sixpence 
every time she was dry, 
or if she wet, he'd make her wetter 
he'd put her in a cold bath 

the little girl would trick him, 
moving the sheets about 
her mother would come in the room 
catch the little girl out 

the little girl did such things 
out of fear she lied 
the little girl was in a place 
she was trying to survive 

she adapted to her father 
she adapted to her mother 

though difficult it was 
it affected everything 
looking back the way she was 

she changed her life completely 
eradicated the fear 
her life gets better and better 
year after year 

her mum and dad to this day 
the little girl forgave 
she understands the way they were 
a woman she has grown 
forgiving to her grave 

she struggles on her birthday 
preferring to enjoy 
her spirit accepts what happened 
on that day the present 
she avoids 

Copyright © Eileen R. Kelly | Year Posted 2007

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In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Cause She has loved me first before anybody else She carried me till the ninth month so deeply close to heart She breathed life into my lungs Held my hand within her palms Showed me guidance in ever way Made me who I am today In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Those arms are always open so I can curl within For her I'm always special without my need to win Her soul ever a rainbow in hues of human kind For She carries no prejudice among coloured or white In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I see protection In her smile I see my face Our days,lunchbox of memories filled with tender loving care Past nights,eternal bookmarks of her fingers playing gently with my hair I know one time I'd have to wake up in a world of all alone In the stars I'll have to find her cause mama won't be home In my mother's eyes I see my hero I know fear is far at bay In her eyes I feel protection In her smile I see my face Dedicated To My Beloved Mother Thank you for being a mother,a father a sister,and even my best friend Happy Birthday With Love oxoxoxo (27th September)

Copyright © Charmaine Chircop | Year Posted 2014

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DONE



                             The Apple PASTURE

Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture.
Were once was and all well meet.
A pure and dear site.
Where silver reflection cover the still waters that holds the golden
grains of morality and the grazing souls lie young amounce no stars.
Oh how I long
To drift into the apple pasture
Were winds smell of melon and the trees whisper spring corals in the mellow dark and best of light and time creeps into no tomorrow.



                                               Jay

Copyright © JAY JOHNSON | Year Posted 2011

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It’s My Birthday

It’s my birthday…  I look out the window there is no one for me owe so, owe so lonely poor me . 

It’s my  birthday…  you surprise me, with a Barber-Q grill  with a cooler that chills with a grin we show white grills.

Happy Birthday… it’s my Birthday I am still waiting,  it   is almost the end of my the day, just waiting on you to wish me a happy birthday which, well make my day. 

It’s my birthday…you do not remember that day, can we go out for we can remember that day?

It’s my birthday… I can share it or alone, some share it with a twin, or with a friend and the ones who stay to the ends like a good friend.

It my birthday…  its looks like another day to me I just need someone or something to comfort with me a room full of women and with hand full men, a juice in cup, juice in glass, with a sweet lady and grill on cut grass that may make every day feel like my birthday, with a touch of class. 
 
It’s your birthday… it’s your birthday you should all-ways win on your birthday, if do not have a mate you sneak and go on second party date form those who may player hate.  
  
Happy Birthday, Happy Birthday!  it comes and go, I see you come through, looking out my window with a hand full company that is what a party really should need, yes it’s sweet, sweet with music and sweet with treats or  it must be the money, or food, or brinks, or just me.


Poetry 7/7/12 by author Keith Kadell

Copyright © Keith Relf | Year Posted 2012

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Founder's day 
>A wind of gratitude is waving
>River of love is dancing, exhibiting wonderful styles whiles meandering
>Cloud of commemoration is drifting.
>All to say ‘’ayeekooo’’


>’’Osagyefo y3 ma W'amo’’..


>The throne is set, come and receive a panegyric 
>You are a relic in our memories
>Posterity will always judge in your favor
>A man of wisdom and valor.
>You fought covertly or overtly for then progeny's emancipation
>That fight had made us a proud generation.
>Your were the torch of your mother,
>Your contemporaries can't gainsay.
>Your foresight laid the foundation for your mother's future.
> You started building the walls that projected your magical plan's picture.
>Your confidence was willing to leave no stone unturned
>Alas, nature sent you to the urn.
>Great dreams stuck in the skull
>If you can hear me, speak through a necromancer.
>We have missed the great voice of an orator.
>Even if your phonetics can’t do, let us feel through your kinesics
>We will love you until our hearts are no more
>Your mother will remember your sacrifice until she closes her memory's door.
>You indeed are a founder.
>We salute your charisma.


>Dr. Kwame Nkrumah, ‘’mo ne adwuma’’
>’’S3 3nn3 y3rehyir3n s3 nsroma’’
>’’3y3 wo mm)denb) ntiaaa.’’


>We respect today.
>Because it is your day.
>Osagyefo Dr Kwame Nkrumah
>’’Mo mo mo’’
>We salute.


Copyright © CHRISDAD KOJO ARTHUR | Year Posted 2016

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This was written by my beloved late father for my debut 20 January 1991

B e always good and true in your undertaking; be always

L ady like in every ways and manners wherever you maybe; resist all 

O dds and adversities that you may encounter in this life's journey in

S eeking happiness and fulfillment for these are the very essence of life; our dear

S aviour JESUS CHRIST hath lovingly imparted to us his flock that we may

O vercome all temptations and pitfalls that abound in this wide cruel world; but

M ost of all, offer yourself and your works and whatever will become of you to Him, our

    divine creator LORD GOD.



Lovingly your's,

    TATAY

Copyright © Blossom Acuba | Year Posted 2013

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You Stole My Heart


Thought I knew what true and unconditional love
Meant until I had you to have for many years
You made me smile, laugh, roll my eyes and
Sometimes cry, but I would not trade those
Times and memories for anything in the
World

Some say you and I were a lot alike, some
Ways I agree especially with the affairs
Of the heart for we always wore it on
Our sleeve, to me there is nothing
Wrong with that

Daily I miss every little thing about you
Too many to describe, so thankful to
GOD that he brought you into my life
Even though our time together was not
Long enough

Today I know you are in a much better
Place, free from this horrific world
For I know you are with two of the
Most amazing persons that anyone
Could ever know, your grandparents

Celebrate your life and all the love
And joy you brought to anyone
Lucky enough to know you
Precious boy, for today is your birthday

Sending you all my love my nephew
Who always had my heart, you stole
That twenty-eight years ago today

Happy Birthday Steve

All my love Aunt Nette

©: Kismetyen: AG 10/29/2014

Copyright © Annette Greene | Year Posted 2014

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YOU
It is your smile;
Staring at me at every mile
It speaks to me for a while
And tells me that you are mine

It is your love;
Stirring all kind of sensation like a seductive glove 
Warming my heart as though on a stove
And this realization out shines a swimming dove

It is you, my one and only
Your presence comforting and soothing beautifully
Adorned with virtues gracefully
And happy ever after we will live admirably

Copyright © Emerho O. Samuel | Year Posted 2014

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Oft come days when invariably it seems,
As if I'm simply whipping a dead horse.
Feet touching floor bring muted Gout screams,
Heard above my popping joints of course.

Yesterday's greeting was my birthday song,
Vocalized by a very special friend of mine.
The neighbors house burning, didn't take long,
But conveyed a message, that my day was fine.

Until sis Norma called, (who suspects I'm a flake)
With pertinent information to gladly share.
She said the 74 candles on my birthday cake,
(Not burning house) caused smoke to fill the air.




















Copyright © Tom Wright | Year Posted 2012

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Dear Ladies and Gentlemen,
Can you feel the adrenaline
'Cause I formally invite you
To my summer night cruise

It is dress to impress
So bloke's put on your coat and vest
And girls slip into your best clothes
as well as your stilettos

We will be rocking the boat
and sowing a few wild oats
From Seven-thirty to midnight
So please be flirty and nice 

There will be great food and drinks
As mister Dj spins and syncs
and lets the vivacious mood sink
On January Nineteenth

Copyright © Mike Conway | Year Posted 2013

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Ebola
Formerly known as Ebola hemorrhagic fever
First appeared in Nineteen sixty six
Found in Sudan's Nzara
Concomitantly, Congo's Ebola River
There wasn't any quick fix
From nowhere It has visited the world again
Leaving the world see everything in train
Scaring my wonderful West Africa
As it drains countries like Nigeria,
Guinea, Sierra leone and Liberia
Ebola Ebola
Everybody is talking about Ebola
Taking the waves world wide especially Africa
The most feared and number one killer
Tension heats up as It may come any hour
Every country tries protecting her border
Including my own motherland Ghana
Then just behind our flesh, came that old cholera
Revive and showing great power
Cooking people like short-grained brown rice
Sweeping them like dead flies
The causes are known Unequivocally
But solutions come verbally
The campaign then changes 
Opening new pages
'Fighting Cholera' ' Preventing Ebola'
hmm Mother Ghana
I am pessimistic about the future
Ebola Ebola
Are we ready?

Copyright © CHRISDAD KOJO ARTHUR | Year Posted 2014

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First borne kin of me loin, why just like yesterday 
Unbeknownst to this then unpracticed dada how tempus fugit 
   Will in a brief flash (like time lapse photography) steal a way
Thine eldest lass swaddled, pampered and attended with oye vay
   Sans another soiled diaper to change, retrieve futile dropped binky,
   Or sundry other basic need to get abreast per comfort to stay
E’en the simple pleasure per warmth from winter solar ray
Which constancy of nurturance seemed to last as long as infinity
a mental calculation said progeny tossed aside like…child’s play
Nay
Yet this papa pined for harmonic, idyllic and pacific month o May
When picture perfect weather invited me baby daughter to explore or lay
Upon the fresh mown hay
Innocent august bliss stashed in her memory bank molded like clay
Whereby this papa tried to keep danger at bay
But tis rash to seal hermetically and try to keep jarring reality away

Until she sped thru fifteen years on this earthen tarmac
Beautiful dame with an attractive physique and mind that takes up slack
From strains imposed from this fractious abode, where I rack
My noggin per our precarious, perilous perch whence we must pack
A hardship no doubt internalized by this sweet babe smarts she aint lack
In tandem to her maturation and self reliance emotional light years 
   Ahead of this sire, she addresses as “sir”, who emotes with flack
At utter chaos here and thus realizes internal misery will take shape
   When she and the younger punim come back

Yet, her absence felt though she oft spent time alone
In the former master bedroom, now wishing for a clone
Of thine delightful youth and marvel whence 
   Sixteen years ago from the womb she entered this World Wide Web
   While “mother – abby” did push and groan
Whereby tears streamed down me cheeks at miracle biology did hone
Over the course of nine months gestation, and now…merely on loan
When she becomes of age to take flight, though this father will moan
But tis fitting and proper offspring doth not become a rolling stone
Like me, he who contributed to this precious gift no gem canst a tone
If…bereft of this sweet progeny
   For this poet would cease to enjoy life and enter the twilight zone!

EDEN – I LOVE YOU OH SO MUCH! MORE THAN WORDS CAN EXPRESS TIS MY WISH FOR YE TO GAIN SKILLS TO MANAGE EACH CHALLENGE VERSUS BEING TETHERED TO FEAR SUCH AS EVIDENT IN ER APP PARENT SITTING WITH INXS OF PSYCHE KEY DELL LICK MOODY BLUE FEELINGS!


Copyright © matthew harris | Year Posted 2013

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Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand We rise we stand we shine we believe we leave to live Black of luck we rock one blood one desire same history true stories Different tongues one tone Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand Source of beauty Fountain of favor Gifted by nature Shaped by the creator Africa we rise Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand Mountains and rivers Black and white we stand We all cherish Beasts trek The sun shines Hope rains Africa stands Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand God we treasure Hope we bare Love we share Africa we bare To all we care Africa we strive African we rise Africa we shine Africa we stand

Copyright © Rodgers Roger | Year Posted 2013

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Let me take a little sip of your ossified beauty
Listen to your moans at night
With the buccals yearning for each other
Pour ice in the glass in nibbles
How I long to breathe your scent always
Happy birthday once more

So smooth,so sweet and silvery is your voice
That the silky whales cannot defy
I have seen dawn and sunset on moors and dark valleys
But none surpasses your beauty in tulips
Let the ripples of your love be felt
You have added another one

May the morning's ripe air unfold your mystery
Bite the berries by the tips
As your lips shineth against the light
For I have never seen you smile for a dime
May your spirit reach new heights and free like the butterfly
Life is queer with its twists but don't quit
Live with the beauty like you never had
Another one is coming

You are felt through the milky ways
May the hearts that you touch be adored 
And forget the stares upon you
Let this day bring you joy and laughter
And keep them flying in fours
As you soar to new heights
Follow the bumpy trail and dwindle to a new beggining
Happy birthday

Copyright © ELCANA OTEKI | Year Posted 2016

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It’s a day I was born
The 29th of August.
Don’t get me wrong I’m thankful
Truthfully
Its also a day that I forgotten. A little older, I’m still smiling.
No reason in particular I just would like to be thankful. God bless me once again to see this day.
Its ok I don’t need a birthday cake or ice cream with smiley faces.
No surprise party, 
I was already reminded of the day and celebrating
I’m healthy, standing, walking with pride.
No need to make wishes for dreams of my life
I am Alive
No need to scream Happy Birthday I heard you the first time with whispers and politely,  I thank you.
So no birthday wishes for me I’m just thankful.

Copyright © Noble Smalls | Year Posted 2013

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Bees, birds, winds and all trees say
you were born on 8th May
in a joyous morning
while all nightingales were singing
to celebrate your birth
on earth.

O my Love, my red Princess Rose,
since then, my day comes and day goes,
night comes and passes night,
I, in darkness or light,
adore you and take your sweet smell
and to the world your sovereignty I tell.

Copyright © Sayeed Abubakar | Year Posted 2014

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Christmas Through July

Christmas is such a grand time of the year!
People are happy joy shows everywhere. 
Gifts of love arrive from both far and near.
Scents of the season permeate the night air.

Remembering the Savior's love so grand.
Families hang lights, such a beautiful sight.
Decorations displayed across the land.
Many surprises are shared Christmas night.
 
January came but the tree remained.
Celebrating my child's birthday the same.
Just like Jesus, her happiness sustained.
Each year's tradition when her birthday came.

Year round loving was about to be taught.
Decorations of hearts and shiny red balls
Replaced the angels that Christmas had brought.
February feelings Christ's love did recall.

In March, the tree was adorned with shamrocks.
Paper-mâché nuggets sparkled in gold.
Children and laughter sang around the clock.
Smiles, like at Christmas, were great to behold.

April was spring pretty flowers were hung.
It took a lot of work, but was it still fun.
We at play felt pure joy, free and young.
One fun filled plan to teach love, begun.

May decorations, the best, I recall.
Mother's day cards, painted hands, paper plates.
A trip to the attic was fun for all.
While cherishing the loves childhood creates.

Christmas in June on a new marriage day
Downstairs jam-packed squeezed in each wedding guest.
Rained out at the park, they saw our display.
Christmas year round knew love at its best.

July 30th past, the flags were still hung.
Patriotism shown, honored with rare style.
Christmas in July with a new day sung.
We took down the tree cherishing each smile.

AUTHOR'S NOTE:  This lyric poem written in quatrain format is a true story that expresses my feelings about 
showing love year round…not just in December.  

Copyright © Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen | Year Posted 2010

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egad, you possibly exclaim come december first two thousand and seven
   five decades sped by at the blink of an eye
days of adolescence, and infancy  so tender and mild seemed like heaven
   such quick lightning speed of life prompts ye to go slack jawed well nigh.

whence boyce and (the late) harriet harris poured heartfelt glee
   patterson, new jersey pinpoints the birthplace arc with a life of relative bliss
role of newfound parenthood which eventually brought siblings totaling three
   this second born (and only bro) and a younger precocious and often envious 
sis.

the half century mark of being resident on earth
    most likely seems to deliver utter disbelief
especially when with a little bit of effort ye can remember life soon after birth
   from the one whose passage (mom) might still trigger momentary bouts of 
grief.

progression toward senescence forces greater awareness of mortality without 
choice
   this concept to confront the grim reaper most difficult challenge each of must 
face
taking stock of unique existential tapestry a weave of sadness and those to 
rejoice
   some seem to possess ability toward progression of aging with dignity and 
grace.

how to reckon with beast of burden  integrating ways to meet nemesis with a 
scythe
   a private challenge each of us must confront with our own battle ax
reconciling countdown with demise raises question of purpose being born only 
to die 
   yet some purpose driven meaning needs be found to enjoy existence to the 
max.

i, this middling progeny and sole male harris heir
   wishes to impart his own sage advice gleaned from his own psychic pain
hardly earth shattering merely express sentiments toward those whom we care
   despite less than stellar communication an attempt now to reach out in the 
main.

business of each our respective attendant various and sundry domestic kin 
   absorbs a good amount of daily energy and time
an effort clamors (on my part) to compose birthday note and bring at least a grin
   thru this poetry milieu of mine mainly thru stream of consciousness rhyme.
   
no matter that affection rarely demonstrably and volubly shown toward first born
lack of a close knit rapport during my emotionally fraught tumultuous earlier life 
   mostly likely bred measurable disappointment within sentient self to feel forlorn 
which past and present trials and tribulations which sensitivity prompt ye to morn
yet seclusiveness within mien kempf being does in truth harbor love well worn. 





Copyright © matthew harris | Year Posted 2007

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Lagos, the land where dreams berth at the shores of realities...
The oasis of potentials and priceless opportunities,
the hub of emerging economies and innovative technologies...
Lagos is working and moving forward. 

Lagos, the land of fresh ideas and freedom;
Where street urchins and vibrant youth rise to stardom...
her streets never sleep, there is no room for boredom.
Lagos is working and moving forward.

Lagos is the model for efficient and excellent transportation, 
The custodian of, quality, qualitative and free education.
The home of free health care delivery and effecient sanitation .
Lagos is working and moving forward. 

Lagos is the ocean of big businesses and boundless beauty,
the IBILE of creativity and cultural diversity...
This is a global garden and African's model mega city.
Lagos is working and moving forward. 

Eko Akete, the land of artistic and aquatic splendour;
the green garden that garnishes Nigeria with her glamour...
the habitation of hope, harmony and honour. 
Lagos is working and moving forward. 

Lagos, the home for all...both great and small;
the atlantic city of monuments, mansions and malls,
The microcosm of the Nigeria's terrestial ball...

Lagos is working and moving forwad.

It's been fifty year of excellence in commerce and industry.
It's been fifty years of great delivery of dividends of democracy. 
It's been fifty years of quick and quality service delivery. 
Lagos is working and moving forward.

It's been fifty years of child rights and youth empowerment
it's been fifty years of tourism and sport development
it's been fifty years of sweet synergy among all tiers of government. 
Lagos is working and moving forward. 

(*IBILE is the acronym for the division of Lagos. *Eko Akete is a traditional description of Lagos)

Copyright © Adeleke Adeite | Year Posted 2017

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As the snow falls we sit by the fire
Thinking what a beautiful sight to see
Shimmering lights all around
Children's eyes all aglow
Bows, ribbons and wrapping too
All these things for me and you
From God above to show his love
On this the day
The anniversary of his son's birth
So as we open our gifts
And spend time with family and friends
Let us give thanks to God our Father
For giving his only son for you and me

Copyright © caroline mackey | Year Posted 2007

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EMPTY OCCUPIED CLOUDS

Look into the clouds
Tell me you saw heaven
Or you didn't see anything?
If yes, What then is within?
On a conjecture,it seems nothing
drifting across slowly
looking very empty
But is there in a fountain?
That  one you will be doubting
But where from that drops,
no one dares counting?
pushing researchers to field 
confusing people with theories under shield

Copyright © CHRISDAD KOJO ARTHUR | Year Posted 2014

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I LOST SOMEONE I LOVED ,JUST BECAUSE I DIDNT HAVE MONEY.....
I TRIED SO HARD TO IMPRESS HER ,BUT WITHOUTH MONEY THAT WAS NOTHING.
I SAW EVEN HER SMILE WAS OF FAKE...
ALL SHE WANTED WAS MONEY......


GIFTS AND PRESENTS WER ONLY FROM THE HEART.....
YET ALL THAT WAS NOT APPRECIATED ...
ALL MY DOINGS WERE NOT RECOGNISED...
ONLY TO PROVE THAT THEY WER NOT OF MATERIAL...


I DID MY BEST TO WRAP ALL THE GIFTS I WAS GIVING TO HER...
WITH THE WARMTH OF THE HEART AND PRESENTED IT WITH A SMILE..
NOTHING WAS ENOUGH WITHOTH MONEY.....
ALL THE TIME AND POWER INVESTED IN OUR RELATIONSHIP....
WAS NEVER COUNTED ,ONLY MONEY WAS NEEDED IN THE BANK...

NOW I KNOW THAT FEELINGS WITHOUTH MONEY ARE NOT CONSIDERD TO BE LOVE...
LOVE IS FOR SALE ,ONLY THOSE WITH MONEY CAN AFFORD IT....
NOW I HAVE TO BUY YOU PICTURE JUST TO SEE YOUR SMILE..

TO ME HAPPINES HAVE BECAME FANTASSY .......
IM NOT POOR BUT IN YOU IVE LOST EVERYTHING.....

Copyright © MZAMO MKHONTO | Year Posted 2015

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With the gaiety of geisha girl
Like the antics of tilapia´s tail -
Left, right; left, right; left, right...

Omo o, eeipe e dagba 
Omo o, eeipe e dagba o
Kekere jojolo la bi tiwa 
Omo o , eeipe e dagba o

Holler, holler in our gorgeous lace
Chesting out our priceless jewel
Adoring Lord for his infinitive grace
His love is deeper than any well.

Omo o, eeipe e dagba ...

He has caused us to dance today
Our joy is full, our art is fun
March 17 he has granted our merry day -
The day Princess Amogemola was born.

Omo o, eeipe e dagba...

Ways may be rough, life may be tough
Still we shall exalt His holy name
Who has given us reasons to laugh
Whose gift to us is now a dame.

Omo o, eeipe e dagba...

Herzlichen Glückwunsch zum Geburtstag our baby girl
With you life is good and well.

Omo o, eeipe e dagba...

Copyright © KAYOD5 Kayode | Year Posted 2016

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                                                another birthday has just passed,
                                                hope this year is better than last;
                                                but now that you are here with me,
                                                my life will be happy and free;
                                                you treat me like the king I am,
                                                my queen you are, for sure yes ma'am;
                                                together we will spend all our days,
                                                in all the tender and loving ways
                                                I will give you all of my love,
                                                that you can cherish and thank him above;
                                                we will watch our slowly waning years,
                                                filled with happiness and no tears;
                                                we'll watch the sunsets each passing day,
                                                knowing the end is some years away.



















Copyright © Ronald Karzmarczyk | Year Posted 2012

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You come from
From the new world
To the better new world

With a smile
And careful love

To appreciate your new day
In heart and soul
Memory and mind

I wish your day
By lovely lips
In one tongue and sound
Today to say

You’re a new born
Of the day
Happy- birth- day.

Copyright © Abed Anthony | Year Posted 2015

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Introduction: A mother is such a wonderful poetry...She is the compass and blessing for her children and no matter what, in our hearts - she's the rose that never dies.


The moment I first opened my eyes, I saw your glowing face in shine You took me in your graceful arms, And poured my life in peaceful charm You sacrificed more than I can count, To raise me and strengthen my ground Every time you heard me scream, You took off from your every meal You fulfilled all my needs and dreams, You mean the world and more to me A teacher, a playmate, An answer, a guide of fate You reach out and pull me back, Whenever I get lost off track You love me like no other, Words just simply can’t explain, you are the best mother With you I never pretend, by your values I transcend You help me get my courage tight, You aid me to my wisdom right You are my loving mother, Someone I have to share my thoughts Always you know, always you care, Always you feel, always you heal Your tender smile lights up my life, From doubts that keep me captive at night Forever in my heart, you reside You care so much and feel so deep, You’re just everything I need I’m above grateful to have you in my life, As every time I think of you, I always feel revived.

Copyright © Aqeb Be-Nazir Ibn Minar | Year Posted 2011