thee hour of the mind the hour the soul
masters the hearts need for growth
bestowed between the cunny desires
where the muses dance the sun shadows
the moon creating a warm sensual glow
sending out hints of knowledge designed
so perfectly solely for allowing the mind
to soar throughout the universe abruptly
alerting the stars to ignite illuminating
signals relaxing all melancholy findings
beholding masterpieces gathering truth
throughout the galaxy giving birth to a
brilliant orchestra performing between
the finite hours connecting night and day
dawn sings a mental ballad of pleasure
captivating the mind soul and heart together
harmonically cultivating this brilliant symphony
dazzling thoughts within thee untimely hour
Categories:
cunny, allah,
Form: Vaasokht
I met you there again in the quiet calm
you appeared remorseful I must admit
after the infamous terrors you inflicted
the unpardonable manifested within
mine eyes my mental spiritual sphere
tampered with while the warm glow
of the holy spirit rose above my heart
I met you there again cold calamity
of destruction depicted so well behind
the scenes i witnessed you wither
crawling backwards arched back restless
panting capturing thought reliving painful
substances confusion and doubt the faithful
eagerly shattered by your cunny angst
I'd forgotten your wrath I'd bestowed
your energy finally shedding self craving
the glory of truth and justice devouring
fruits of the holy spirit fondly restoring
the mystery the life of man and spirit
within me as I awakened I am pardoned
Categories:
cunny, beautiful, beauty, bible, sin,
Form: Carpe Diem
hoity heist healed
cremating callous creed
dark tumbles drool
bounty bills booed
lanky lists shred
wanky wills wept
mystic metamorphoses moaned
crumbling, crushed clone
cunny crest thrown
bruised concerto bled
sassy syllables crept
twain trail crest
porous past punctured
tampered tunes tortured.
'20:03:25:18:23
Note: Dedicated to Oscar Wilde.
Categories:
cunny, hero,
Form: Sonnet
If you want to see something that's funny
And you want to watch something that's cunny
He gives you a mock
And says "what's up Doc"
My name is Mr. Bugs Bunny
Categories:
cunny, humorous,
Form: Limerick
King for all who reign in my kingdom,
I exalt myself in high exteem, and glory in wisdom for I AM KING.
None can challenge me, those who tried never lived to tell their stories. The cunny who lives in my kingdom know they dare not shew their folly before me.
Dont mistake my calmness for weakness, each step I take foward is aim to kill not to scare.
I undastand the simplicity in responsibility and never deny the fact that I have more to give as a leader. Again I say to you, each duty with its own time.
Think and ponder before you cross the line
I Am King !!!
I take each steps slowly towards the prey just to get the perfect strike....my long observation and smile is to see them in extinction.
The jungle trembles at my roar
The land rises up to greet me
The trees quiver and blow in fears
I am a lion great stop taking me for a fool
I can lavish you with love beyond measures
If you take me as one who deserve to be love,respect and value
You can take me for a fool and become my prey
It is your choice not mine
I urge you to choose wisely
I am a lion King .
Categories:
cunny, 12th grade, africa, age,
Form: Prose Poetry
Spent years ruminating on
What he will look like;
He will be groomed in two,
Curved beneath his moustache,
Full of eyes and cunny craft,
Two eyes supported by a fin-
No,he will look adsurd.
Ok,let him look like me.
Let his mind be on his heart fixed:
Then i made him in stress and in pain.
Heatened fire made me companion.
Weariness prevailed over me: After his creation:
Now,he looked into my eyes and said 'You don't exist'.
Please,what should i do to him?
17:20:08:21:52
Categories:
cunny, allegory,
Form: Sonnet
I STRUGGLE TO MAKE NAME
I struggle to make name,
Soon my name will be armed with fame
And if my fame refuses to be tamed
Feel free to attack me with blames
The street is always strict,
even the street can't be Predict,
I keep Working hard,
just to get what I can afford.
The street doesn't look Funny,
some people are Cunny,
I hustle to make income
and I will always keep to time
I don't want to be left behind,
I got alot on my mind
'cos the struggle still continue
and its a race without no clue
Let my hustle bring blessing
And provide for my living
Let me make sufficient Income
So that I won't get Blame
-Phemy
-MAY, 2017
Categories:
cunny, august,
Form: Rhyme
You are not ready to work for the money
Yet you want your life taste like that of the honey
Alot have tried to get acting cunny
But the end result is catastrophic tragic and never funny
Make good use of your today
To avoid in your tomorrow unwanted delay
Which can alter your mind and change your way
Making you live in depression and anger everyday
You cant sight what I see
Because you have only swimmed in a pool, not a sea
The noise of success is never pleasant
But its never heard by a peasant.
Categories:
cunny, career, change, character, courage,
Form: Dramatic Monologue
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 LOUSY
Lagos city looks like a JUNGLE
And its only met for people who want to STRUGGLE
A City of unbelievable RICHES
Full of trees and tusks, fruits and FISHES
Garnishing the earth with surplus FOOD
Blessed by God with gracious GOOD....
Categories:
cunny, africa,
Form: Rhyme
When a politician tells you that he put
On a red boxers with white singlet inside
Ask him to wait till you look at it properly
before you could believe him so to remain insane.
If a man on a campaign rally tells you a tale
make sure you sieve the whole tale to generate
the truth therein, whoever take a politician's
Word must have a blocked ear and blind eyes.
Is it not the politician who sees an elephant
and called it a rat? he sees a snake and praise an
Earthworm with a bow and songs of laughter,
A politician's mouth kill souls in many ways.
When a politician tells you to wait here
Better find another route to your journey
He may follow money to his death hole
His mouth is as sharp as the kitchen knife!
No politician fight a fellow politician squarely
They know where to settle after election
Don't sell your soul to them in the field
As they prostrates for a vote you're to cast.
A politician's tongue is full of campaign promises before election, he may decide to sell garri and plantain with you but he is not with you dear!
Your vote is what count for him, cunny fools!
(C) John Chizoba Vincent
Voice Of Vincent 2016
Categories:
cunny, africa, art,
Form: Free verse
THE FAIRYTALE ESTATE.
These wooden slate of grace
Written inside the Egyptian
Cave,
The symbols of every
Name,
Is a stranger to decide
His faith.
The fairytale estate,
Cuts across delicate
River Benue,
Opposite the rain
Wearing a blind
Concave,
Lack of weaves has
Subtracted the phrase
Elevate.
Come along to my
Magistrate,
His sited among
The cunny frame.
Calculated dreams I
Have to create,
In sudden shake
Of this stagnant taste,
See the harvested maize
Filled this gaijantic pale
It’s the lane where
Rats play,
Am so entertained like
Watching a wrestling game.
What is man
Without a name?
Laid in delicious
Plate,
Name with attribute
Of faith.
You sit in high
Place,
Were ordinary can not
Trace,
Stampede is all you
Aim.
I cannot deceive my
Name,
She has been proclaimed
Deep into the vain.
It’s time to standout
Great,
My stage is fairytale,
I must flip
This wrong page.
AKEWUSOLA HABIB.
Categories:
cunny, faith,
Form: Alliteration
Masked as a masquerade
Getting ready to raid
Wearing a plastic smile
Bearing a well packaged missile
Like a chameleon
Covered with many colours
Without one true colour
Liking to be cunny
Allergic to light
Holding darkness so tight
A smiling sadness
Hidden in the cocoon of self
Advices with the intent of vices
And smashes the face
With a slice of shame
Leaving behind doses of bitterness
Mimicry is the hobby
Wanting people to lobby
If you fall a prey
Sit up and learn
Categories:
cunny, education,
Form: Light Verse