Long Biro Poems

I only learned one thing in school
And that was how to fight
The teachers were always so good at it
And they were always right.

One teacher was nicknamed spitfire
Because she'd spit as she spoke
All the teachers wore...

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Break the fire  that burns the soul
Never couple the blood unless it is hot,
The scented motion are fire proof in the oceans
Where the weeds are the king of the grasses.
Days of unholy beast of...

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We are farmers without hoes and cutlasses
Dancing the stupid song of poverty 
Push us back and forth, we follow
Once in the farmland, we does nothing than sleeping.
Under the farmstead snoring provokely.
Have you seen the precious...

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Graduated from MORCASS with a soul stuck up in one class
Good life lessons bewildering, mehn that subject had held me back
During the Eucharistic rites my backside was glued to my seat
By lustful desire and lies,...

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I want to go to school
Where papers draw lines on the sky;
Where we see our future backoning at us.



I want to learn how to steal with the biro
I want to reveil the hidden lines on...

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The mind that opens to new idea never
Comes back to its original size... Einstein.
I shall become a great writer when I grow up.
Then I will write about love and affection,
The negative side of love to...

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And so I sat thinking of something I couldn't live without....
As if my house was on fire and I had 5 seconds to grab one thing. 

A very hard decision to make. Or is it?
I'm...

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I have emerged from elughu Nkporo to take my place
My life depends on you while yours on me
When the left hand washes the right hand
The right hand in turns washes the left
Have we not but...

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This I ask not in folly but in honesty,
Perfect me gods of poetry
Make me an eyes that sees,
Make me the mouth that speaks.
Let me be the hands that writes,
The legs that walk for perfection
The tongue...

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Our education is dead!
Our education is dead!!
The bedrock of our society is gone;
Who shall bury it with its weeping soul?
The wise are crying at the hall of ignorance
The Ignorance are rejoicing at the detriment of...

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Don't be telling me we need technology,
I understand it easy but it's not for me.
I own a PS3 and Grand Theft Auto,
one game disc that rotates with audio.
I don't buy MP3 I still purchase CD,
I...

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Would my poetry improve if I used a posh pen
A fountain or quill, as was used back when
People took pride in all that they did
Not like these days, anything for a quid
Where are the inkwells...

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I have no other friend nor companion
Except this tiny cased stick called Biro
Which teaches me how to do it right
My brain direct the thinking while
He does the move and never give up in every act
Both...

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Close to a scandalous ten thousand,
A reproach to the late Reverend Townsend;
All with their advertising megaphones,
And big dreams-nursing microphones …

In my town of domicile
With odds one can’t reconcile
Which I had some time walked miles
With my...

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Neat orderly lines of chairs
Rattling biro pens on sweaty palms.
An echoing hall of icy airs,
exhaling teens failing to stay calm.
A bald figure glares over nervous being through supervising glass,
you will find me right in the...

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Note: this write depicts the atmosphere of students, about to do exam. The prepared  and none prepared ones; how both of them feel in the exam hall.





Let words burst from brain 
and quill dances...

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I visited the Doctor today,
For the result of my husband's tests.
I was concerned about him
And wished him all the best

I had brought some blank paper,
And a couple of biro pens,
Lately, I've been thinking,
I may never...

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While downloading some music
a thought crossed my mind,
of things that I learned in the past
when playing old music in various formats
which, sadly, were not meant to last.
I learned concentration when using a biro
to untangle a...

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It hurts to note one's congrat has been ignored.
He later wakes up, who has long snored.
Fresh call for fresh congrat fingers are bored;
The pain from previous neglect had hit cord!

My Apology: Admiring Reader.
Don't quit your...

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I the chalice
Overflow with letters
Sylabuls similes vowels

Fusing them together
Written by the feather
A quill in the past

Now on a tablet
Notebook with biro
The words still flow

Poetry is my muse
I try not to confuse
The words written to help

Society...

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Malimit kitang tinutukso kaibigan
Subalit madalas ka namang minamasdan.
Akala mo laang na wala kang halaga,
Kabaligtaran pagkat labis na mahal ka.

Oo,tinutukso ka sa’yong pagkatao,
Sinasaktan pa mula ilong hanggang puso.
Kahit man ika'y halos mapatay sa tukso,
Paumanhin pagkat lahat...

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Except in the darkest room
In it a figure would loom:
No time to cameras zoom,
Present as clean: filthy room…

Does capture like a good pen
Pimples up to painful ten,
All the smoke-stained teeth of Ben
And proves not the...

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“I love you, pwera biro
Hanggang sa langit ang pag-ibig ko
Peksman ikaw lang
Mamatay man, Hanggang sa mabuwang 
Tayo na forever, pinapangako ko
Till death do us part hanggang sa dulo,
Never na ‘tong magbabago
Para  sayo susungkitin ko...

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I drink until I drop
While he cheats and get a drop (drop- STI)
Where bottles are emptied I am found 
Find him where condoms are filled
And zipped are undone
I drink, flirt and blackout
While he bumps, grind...

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Tucked away
right at the back
of my husband’s bedside cabinet
lies a brown leather wallet

The money is long gone
but to him it contains
something far more precious ...

My business card
from Radio Lollipop
a charity we were involved with

I turn...

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