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Life is the embodiment of the unique existence,
the construct of universal elements nature chose
to manifest distinctively with the divine essence
in the unparallel trinity of body, mind and soul.
Beneath the surface of perceptive mortal senses
the mind builds all the dreams it desires to see.
Haunted by unreal apparitions in fear it invents
suffering the superstitious spell of surreal spirits.
Under the convolute layers of the transient mind
at the tranquil depth resides the enlightened soul,
imperishable, it sends the beacon of eternal truth,
builds subconscious holy linkage with the absolute.
Travelling on the undulating topography of life
an inward journey on the path of spiritualism
takes us to the ultimate destination of nirvana,
we learn the meaning of the trinity of existence.
October 5, 2018
STRANGERS AS LOVERS
She became strange as a stranger in a lovers boat
As the wind puffs power and gets stronger
Their relationship gets weaker
She finds fault in everything he does
She picks quarrel at every slightest opening
Yet the wind marches on with a vigor
That mirrors the minds of the disturbed
They hardly speak to each other again
They now opt for strange smiles
Over mind-bugging issues
He saw it coming from above
He questioned and queried the strangeness
Still lost, wandering and pondering in his thoughts
It all ran fast like a hare
Faster then they could ever dream of
Alter solemnization promise this varnishes
Prophecies of unparallel compatibility
And perfect matching wanes.
Why will he wait for seven years before she let go?
Why now, two months to end her tutelage
Why did she throw her rectitude of years in murky water?
Why did she stab with impunity all they’ve lived for?
Alayande Stephen T.
3.56am
19th May, 2007
The day dawns on flaming sunburst sky,
gold-gilded wispy clouds glide slowly by,
spectrum of color on azure sea they pour,
silver lined waves spread pearls on shore.
Down the jade valley leaps the sparkling stream,
sculpturing rock ridge serenading in daydream,
dancing waters murmur on polished pebbles rolling,
listen to the distant music of verdant plains calling.
Seasons revolve in kaleidoscopic sublime spell,
draped in magnetic charm of nature unparallel.
The ember of autumn falls rustling on the meadow,
out of the winter frost buds bloom with surreal glow.
Sun from cyan sky shines on emerald forest canopy,
light and shade strips saunter by whispering tree.
Night falls silent sprinkling stardust on the thicket,
fireflies twinkle with the rhythmic chirp of cricket.
Supine spirit soars high with nature’s ethereal show,
on supernal stream of joy unbridled emotions flow.
The beautiful gift mankind received from the creator
floats on ripples of rapture on the tapestry of nature.
July 14, 2019
For Contest Finetune This Collaboration
Sponsored by Line Gauthier
It was the time when art was king,
Of artists whose praises we all sing.
Great minds there were in the Renaissance,
Through eons , unsurpassed, with little advance.
Greatness was embodied in the works of art,
In Lorenzo's gardens did Michelangelo start.
But great there was one of Mona Lisa fame,
Master painter, inventor - Leonardo his name.
Contemporaries for sure, one really wonders
Of the two, whose work steals the thunders.
David, the Pieta, Sistine Chapel, and more
Everlasting they are through ages sure.
But then there's the Lisa, Last Supper, inventions galore.
On their ingenuity and genius, the world lays great store.
Can genius be bestowed in multiple men?
Can peace and tranquility be shared even then?
Can two kings sit and reign on one throne?
Or squabble and fight like two dogs with one bone?
And so, these men of unparallel fame
Were set by chance a mischievous game.
Asked they were to adorn the Council Hall
With paintings to settle rankings once and for all.
With gusto did the two set about
A Battle each to prove their clout.
Leonardo chose the battle of Anghiari;
Battle of Cascina was Michelangelo's quarry.
Great was the strife between the two,
Each strove hard for the other to outdo.
Of the rivalry ,I heard, - the worst of all,
Art was the victim - and the two took a fall.
Relates the great chronicler Vasari,Giorgio,
That the nadir of art was seen in the Palazzo Vecchio
As each of the greats thought little of their craft
But dallied and diddled, till the populace all laughed.
The Cascina on naked bathing soldiers was based
On the banks of the Arno it was placed.
But the scene that was rendered was so ludicrous
That his work, sadly, bordered on the ridiculous.
Leonardo's Anghiari was a shade grim
But his chances to greatness was very slim.
He used oils from Pliny the Elder's recipe
But soon these flaked , were smudgy, and drippy.
Be that as it may
To Art's great dismay
What should have been great works
Were diminished by Rivalry's quirks.
Vasari painted over these objets de art
And replaced these with his own from the start.
Now conservators do scan, to see if they can,
Which of the two, Leonardo or Michelangelo, was
The painter of the elusive Magnum Opus.
~18 Jun 2016~
Our blue planet, the epitome of primal beauty,
a unique dot of singularity in celestial infinity,
revolved in astral space spinning nature’s splendors,
until on evolution trail hostile species of man arrived.
The creeping swarm of greed called progress
devours the green blanket thriving for ages,
constructs the toxic greenhouse on the planet instead,
extreme climate events trace global warming trajectory.
Glaciers and ice sheets melt at alarming rate,
rise of sea-level is unparallel in human history,
makes ingress of oceans onto land a future reality,
time would come to create the modern Noah’s ark.
The pristine nature was in realm of grandeur
in harmony with its stable innate equilibrium,
the stride of wanton exploitation marches on and on,
if unheeded, it’ll soon cross the sustainability rubicon.
October 13, 2021
Title chosen : Rubicon Crossing
Contest : Pick-A-Title, Vol 26
Sponsor : Edward Ibeh
Life is the embodiment of the unique existence,
the construct of universal elements destiny decides
to manifest distinctively with the divine essence
in the unparallel trinity of body, mind and soul.
The self-obsessive free-will ever seemingly dormant,
envelopes the body-mind with a transient illusory veil,
obscures the decreed destination God ordains,
l need to reach, for I should submissively at His will.
Beneath the surface of perceptive mortal senses
the mind creates all the dreams it desires to see.
Haunted by fear it invents the unreal apparitions,
succumbs to the superstitious spell of surreal spirits.
In the alley of time my soul wanders with life of blunders,
frailty future casts shadow of despair on my innate nature,
that is consumed by the tormenting darkness,
turning my spent spirit into Tamasic nothingness.
I search disillusioned for a glittering pathway to escape,
liberating the essence from the elements of desire,
until in the mindscape sprouts the sagacious sense,
not to be allured by the mirage of Rajasic impermanence.
I travel unshackled out of the dark abyss of despair,
on an inward journey through the layers of consciousness,
perceive in the soul the radiance of the divine beacon,
illumining the corridor leading to the abode of delight.
The ill-conceived venture of the errant mind
finds the gloomy dead end in the introspection path,
that’s when the door of the inner sanctum opens,
where the lotus blooms suffused with the divine gleam.
The soul shines with astral radiance in my deep space
with the flaring brilliance of the billion suns.
In my self-searching odyssey at the edge of eternity
I recognise the divine galaxy that turns me into a living light.
The dainty day dawns on the sunburst flaming sky
The flotilla of golden wispy cloud glides slowly by
The spectrum of color on the azure sea they pour
Silver-lined swelling waves spill pearls on the shore.
Down the jade valley leaps the sparkling stream
Sculpts the rock ridge and serenades in daydream
Waltzing water ripples on polished pebbles rolling
Listens to the luring music of verdant plains calling.
The seasons revolve in kaleidoscopic sublime spell
Swathed with mesmeric charm of nature unparallel
The ember of autumn falls rustling on the meadow
From the winter frost buds bloom with surreal glow.
The sun in cyan sky shines on emerald forest canopy
Light and shade strips entwine the whispering trees
Night drizzles silently sprinkling stardust on thicket
Fireflies twinkle with the rhythmic chirp of cricket.
My spirit sails allured seeing nature’s spectacular show
In the supernal stream of joy enthralled emotions flow
The essence of the scenic gift of the creator I capture
Find it interlaced with the lattice of tapestry of nature.
Ours is not of the devil
Nor that of the Lucifer
Our red is not devilishly united
Less, we christened it the Red Devils
Here come the Red Warriors
Born in 1892 in Anfield
To Sir John Houlding
The Golden Red that walketh not alone
He it that dwells in the Anfield abode
Echoing in our memories
The 2001 treble that got them tremble
The 2005-Euro Hero
The unparallel 18 league titles
The Istanbul six minutes of madness
The penalty eviction of the Blues in Anfield
Oh! Red Heroes that thrives in Roses
Roses of love, strength amidst gut
And for life, we amplify
The Kopites says
Echoed by the Liverpudlians
“Never Walk Alone”.
Alayande Stephen T.
11.26 am
21st of October, 2007
For the best club in the world
The club with the richest tradition
And the highest number of supporters in the world
For Liverpool and its fans globally
Saying that “We will Never Walk Alone”
Our convergent joint
The rallying point
Mecca to the Pastors and Sisters
Jerusalem to the “Alhajas and Alfas”
Refuge to the weak
Shield to the strong
Nowhere on campus like our building
Life made more lively
Added life to the lifeless
Ever enliven to light up a dead soul
Restore spirit to the soulless body
Nowhere on campus like our
World Trade Centre
Goods and services are synchronized
Prizes are greatly subsidized
To augment sense of belonging to our belongings
No wonder, young and old ones throng in and out
For more copies of pieces of paper
Scrupulously they stay glued to
Modern screen for good job
Ours is the biggest edifice in Nigeria
Ours is the best in Africa
Ours is amongst the best in the world
Swimming pool completes the unparallel
Beautiful scenery that I behold every
Midnight that I lay my head on the
Cushion to cushion the tedious effect
Incurred in my sojourn on campus
Twenty four hours was for
Wisdom chicken and chips
A delicacy prepares with wisdom
Which often times leaves Couples off wisdom
As they whisper pouring out farrago of lies
Unto each others hearing
In a latter day hobo’s manner
Like a Romeo in the world of a Juliet
Savoring the dishes
Drinking all drinkable and all gulp-able
Browsing and dancing to the
Rhythm of Yahoo and “Aluta” gyration
Ours was unarguably the best
Our building clad a chamber
Where the Honourables meet
Where ideas and views are chewed
Where political and cerebral jaw jaw are cross fertilized
Where rhetoric and oratory seed are swallowed
Where we read and blessed with “8 points”
Where we digest skills to become splendid
Managers of human and material resources
Our library is incomparable in quantity and quality of materials
All these before they came
They came, they vandalized
They came, they destroyed
They came, they extorted
They came, they collected and replaced for man
Receipt of hopelessness and anguish
They came . . . killed the spirit
They came . . . gauged the soul
They came . . . stole the body
But . . .
Like the Son of Man
The spirit will rise again
Like an “Ayekoto” bird
The gauged soul will escape and fly away
Like the Biblical Zion
The stolen body will be returned
And restored for better glory.
Alayande Stephen Tolulope
August 12th 2005
4.00am
Form:
Our blue planet, the epitome of primal beauty,
a unique dot of singularity within the celestial infinity,
revolved in the astral space, spinning nature’s splendors,
until on the evolution trail the hostile species of man arrived.
The creeping swarm of greed, called progress
devours the green blanket, thriving for immeasurable eons,
constructs the toxic greenhouse on the planet instead,
extreme climate events trace the global warming trajectory.
The upholding limits are being infringed ever so rapidly,
so, after long summer the planet might freeze in extended winter,
caused by the catastrophic climate change looming large
to initiate the apocalyptic period of the fifth season.
The gliding glaciers and ice sheets melt at an alarming rate,
rise of sea-level is unparallel in the human history,
makes the ingress of oceans onto the land, shaping as a future reality,
time would come to create again the modern Noah’s ark.
The pristine nature was once in the realm of grandeur,
in harmony with its stable innate equilibrium,
the stride of wanton exploitation marches on and on,
if unheeded, it’ll soon cross the sustainability rubicon.