Best Songful Poems

Venus in View


Oh, megalithic moon, shine your rays upon my beatific being
For in this jubilant June, our hearts aflutter forever fleeing
My Venus stands still, a Goddess of the crimson songful sky
Within a throbbing thrill, my love comes in with a soulful shy
Oh Aphrodite grant me...

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In this land of if only, I'd only have myself to reckon with 
no real or imaginary people to fight with or have a tiff 
In a world of seize and conquer I would feel no loss 
I'd ride the ocean winds like an ancient...

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BUTTERFLIES OF BEAUTY

Silent songful wanderer, soaring free on the sky
conquering, unafraid to the golden rays of the sun, 
fluttering either slow or fast, their colors show
like stemless flying flowers: red, orange, browns

unto gardens, rainforest, fields and prairie lands 
off they are! From early morning until...

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Angel’s songbirds awoke and flung the deal
Anisette chirps, sounds of reels
On that day my soul grew lyric
My heart couldn’t see it
Angels songbirds sing with me

And the harmonies never waiting
The sound singer souls singing
The song craft smiled
Ah, distinctly I was lullabying
And the hand claps never hymning...

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All roads they say lead to Rome
But this one was leading towards home
A fiery storm brewing in fractions
Ripples surge to thirstily kiss the river’s mouth for reactions
The hubbub silenced with an inner raspy roar!
This scenic drive, a famished lovers’ galore
Latched securely and songful on the...

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I know not the paint of your face nor the slang of your name
I know not the acoustic of your voice nor the creed before your knees 
I know not the double of helixes taut beneath your skin
Nor do I know the furnace that keeps...

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The brook thrums as it vaults over the piled rocks
Rolling on deep into the Zambezi valley
Twisting, flirting with the rigdes that compliment the escarpment beyond 
And the indigenous lass strolled to the rivulet a rose 
A dragon rose burgeoning before the  morning glory of...

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I see a Nigeria clothed in white linen,
Her skin glitters and glows like the sun.
Her lips brightened the earth of its darknes,
Unity, love, progress and kindness uphold her.
She dances among the nations of the world
joyfully in a spirited atmosphere of goodness.


I see a spotless maiden...

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The river boils and burns
Churning the soil downriver
Silencing the calm quiver
Halting the anaesthetic shiver
This fissure in the earth was the sliver of hope in this dearth
A cool spring, the fuel to my being
The Sun has set, lending its light for a little while
And like the...

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If you are the cold rapier of sovereignty 
I'm the flames of hell that forge you

If you are the spread pallor of night
I'm the sleepless soul in your sullen
 
If you are the herald of mishap 
I'm the ribbon of tan whose dust you awake

If...

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Cheerful, chirping little cherry---
crimson as the holly berry,
dressed in your vermillion best
with your pointy, feathered crest---
what a sight you are to see
perched atop a snowy tree.

Songful spirit of the pines, 
streaking through the winter sky,
ne'er does your appearance cease
to bring a smile to my face.

Beau...

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We snapped memories into photobook
Watching the edges of songful hedges
Draw  a hopeful singlet of grace of
Testimonies conquered in neglected verses. 
We played from the check of honoured
Dimples crossing routes of perfections. 
Here are tunes playing from the photoshop
Of our hearts designing graphics cards
Filled with...

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Deciduous 

At a private party one rusting noon,
Green elm trees reveled with summer on its bier,
Gaily rousing a drowsy lagoon.
Some bathed their beak-scarred barks, those on the pier
Appeared to beckon birds come for songful fun;
For this they from the grave forest did run.

But soon their...

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Oh lord repair mother Nigeria
Let Nigeria be Nigeria again 
Let Nigeria be Nigeria, a home
Let her be great again in our eyes 
Take away violence which we see
Take away kidnapping which eat deep
Take away corruption which we fight
Let there be peace in my fatherland!
Restore every...

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Kitana Mansa what words speak me
there shredded or triffled
the shoes of tired men
Mansa Kitana sing that
you are songful
the son of pleasant persons
the headjoint of the flute
the carved dogwood tree
music that causes pleasure
are songs that bothers me
These are you songs
these are the inspirations for
coupling marriage
defined by...

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