Best Lagos Poems

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...

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Solitude?Come not to us our is not a ghost city.
Fun seeker? Come not alone our canopy is big .
Our fresh oceanic cuisine is surplus and honeymixed.

Fear not when baby whales are washed to the semolina beach
Or when little children are basking on  zebra and...

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Across the ocean
Across the sea
I live in Lagos
the city to be
Where business activities has become something of a frenzy
And her economy is a thing of envy
I come from Lagos
The Old slave colony 
but now it is a free state because God has destroyed all her...

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April 23rd,
The seductive smoky weed descending from Kabiru swept through my nostril
Cracky creepy shanties sneaking 
Pulsating stench sneering from gutters
Churning and choky smoke oozing from the BRT buses
Area boys bullying
Police officers begging for spiritual currency
Perputuality and patriotism is our uniform
Confusion descending from the State House
Fashola’s...

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Citizens in culture crossed
   Morals lost in distance chase
        Flowers wither at night...

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This is Lagos-
a welcoming address to all dignities
an old sermon preached by three wisemen
no praises or pleasantries at the entrance gate
Come and face your death or life warrant
in a no man's land but everyone's home
The walls of the streets are filled to its brim
the good,...

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After amala and ewedu,
And after the round two of egusi and fufu.
Na im my eyes come dey pinch me,
Small small i dey close am.
Before i know i don dey doze,
Wetin we dey talk? I don sleep.

I see two big molue,
Wey be like aeroplane.
I come see...

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ISALE EKO  (LAGOS)

A rooster of discrete tongues
Culture, tradition
Where,
Zillion specters resonate
Quantum croak.
Cock crow,
Erupts whirl, barge at Alaba
Descry of sea of soul cases
Kibbling in, out as Emmet over nectar,
As husky ell of murk drench dawning,
Eviscerate NEPA's  spasmodic spitfire
To stupor, obloquy.
The hindmost geezer nestling,
Drenched in diaphoresis...

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People Hustling for MONEY
Like bee that want to produce HONEY...

Lagos city is not FUNNY
but some people are CUNNY

No one want to go ASTRAY
Like the poor hawking on a TRAY

Everyone Hunting for POSSESION
In this period of RECESSION

Everyone seems so BUSY
Like the area of Mushin that's so...

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Violence in a lorry’s heart
The cruelty of a swoop-hawk
Afflicting along a highway
Of a rural-urban stray;

And drivers in endemic pipes
Of high-life tunes of our folks
The angry touts shout and curse
Passengers in and out of trucks!...

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A mad woman with shattered
hair, bridled with great fulfilled
ego and pride among all women.
A troubled soul in the midst of
Pestful heterogenous mouths.

Hanging here and there are her
beauties spreading like an Eagle's
wings in a flight to perfection.
Up and down are template of
confused children lost in horror.


The...

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Before dusk, 
Before dark when the rustle of the day is dawn
Inbetween those tankers,  you will see them
In the robes of odour
Decorating the hollow corners of fear
Their faces,  carries no pity
They are lord of the streets...

Nightfall on this lands, 
When it rains, ...

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The streets of Lagos 
Snort odours of variant origins
Whilst watching their breath claw its way 
Into the breathing hole of man 

The feet of Lagos
Speedily catapulting legs forward 
Dance to the howling of cars 
On these burdened streets 

Thrashing and striking chords mercilessly 
The cacophonous...

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Ten nights abound
With bounties in it
The sincerity of worship
And the submission of a slave
Seeking the mercy of his master.

Ten last nights we crave
Like vigilant watchmen 
Yearning for one special night
When the mercy of our Lord
Shall majestically descend on the world.

The last ten nights that abound
The...

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I love it when you laugh and smile, 
   At the same time, in my
         delight I get sad. 
Because I wish I could be the only 
man while other men are animals 
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