Long Unquantifiable Poems

It is the most selfish gene
The one that make us distinguishable
Our uniqueness and special abilities
We owe it all to its infinite mutations

It is the most abundant and the most taken for granted,
Paradoxically, it can be...

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Your sands sieve through my fingers
The luxury is mine
You watch me around the clock
A perfect circle
Your all seeing eye.
I exist in your omnipresence
Hypnotised by your chime
You pave my thoughts
I trail your steps.
Suspended in time
I’m but...

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Nigerian people let us embrace the truth,
Bad Belly is Bad Belly
It is Bad Belly when your Father beats his chest,
And declares that "he is the giant of Africa," 
But he cannot boast of ordinary twenty...

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When I grow up
I will love to know why 
People call a Snake specie Rattlesnake,
When all snake actually Rattle

When I grow up 
I will love to know why 
People call death A Bitter Experience,
When they...

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Folks, I perused it in black and white;
The Octogenarian verbalized after the civil war that
"There are no victors and no vanquished."
Scores of years gone by, we now visualize
Who the victors and the vanquished are.
The victors...

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SPRING FORWARD --> slipping & sliding ---> sneezING away ------))!!!
looming wet yellow haze : *SEVERE* outages : FUTURECAST
lIbErAtIoN Day/Daze! ; all ?|^devouring^|? (PM—AM) / gargantuan STORMS ; 
breaking singing stinging\\\\springing toward////springing stinging shaking
a THREAT !!!!-------------wildfiring...

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Dreams of My African King

In the quiet hours of night, my African king visits me. His presence, both vivid and elusive, dances across the tapestry of my dreams. We spar—our voices colliding over the phone,...

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Here I Stand, a muse
On the sacred hills of Idanre
Overlooking the land of my ancestors 
A Land overflowing with vast varieties of unquantifiable resources 
Land of Noble kings,  elegant queens and fearless warriors 
A...

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from:  "The Calyx of the Oboe Breaks", by Conrad Aiken:
"The calyx of the oboe breaks,
silver and soft the flower it makes;
and next, beyond, the flute notes seen,
now are white and now are green."
. ....

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FOLASADE: LIKE A GEM
	1.	Dark and radiant, softly shining,
No blemish mars her flawless lining.
Polished, gleaming, rare in form,
Like onyx, she defies the norm.

	2.	Her eyes—deep wells of soul untold,
Clear as streams, yet warm and bold.
Their promise whispers,...

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What is love?
love is an overrated sin.
The inflation of elation
leads to the frustration of creation
the provocation of ceaseless flirtation
leads to the brawling love of desired damnation
unrequited love is a powerful drug
our bodies desire is the...

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DON’T YOU REMEMBER?

Just one terrible event
So terrible an event; it affected everything
It changed everything; it changed us
We turned against each other; bitter enemies
We walked, passing each other on the roadside uttering no words
It’s that bad;...

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I can imagine
Watching the morning sun
Slip through the curtain cracks
And dance upon your sleeping face
Seeing the different hues of perfection 
Twirl upon your lips
As natures orchestra too begins to wake

I imagine
You smell of dew licked...

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I have delved into the very heart 
where darkness simmers, love light glimmers 
then explodes in current apocalypse, 
an inferno eclipse of blind pyromania. 
Words, mere kindling and kerosene, 
fuse wire and gasoline, erupting, igniting...

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Algorithm Almighty?

By Mark D. Stucky
Will AI’s promise
outweigh its peril?
Do we need more intelligence
even if it is not our own?
If AI someday emulates God or Devil,
will it be too late for us when we find out?

In...

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Pleasantly radiant, tranquil weather
blue skies & gently benevolent wind
a shimmering gift from Mother Nature
(a smoldering summer lurking in the distance)

Compulsively tracking an unquantifiable self:
steps, exercise minutes, calories, symptoms, etc.
stoical statistics dutifully logged into tired devices
(a...

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The billows are so large they seem surreal
White water covers every billow
The look of stars is like celestial meadow
The soul behind unknown earth spreads its shadow

The earth is round but the edge seems to be...

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The Quality Of Mercy
'The quality of mercy is not strained'
wrote the bard of bards in his day
may be he meant it was unrestrained
and the Creator intended it so  to stay

Or maybe his meaning was,...

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The crystallised splish splash of hope.
Of all my hopes.
Each drop a prism that frames you
In a thousand miniature rainbows.

An image so perfect
That only the pure combination
Of nature and you
Could ever create it.

Darkening blonde hair blown...

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JUST AMERICAN



Oh to be called an 
American 
to have that title 
to be that title 
to feel that title
but alas here…
in my land of the free
that title eludes me…
ain’t it ironic
and iconic
that in any other...

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Love is:
The hallowed window,
Through which our heart mirrors
The intrinsic value in our fellow human being

It is the manifestation of the portrait of our heart
And inclination for the perpetuity of mankind

It is the unspoken, discarnate, living...

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I woke up this morning 
Enveloped by overwhelming feeling 

Of being  left  behind 
In a jungle of calamities

Which my father land has become 
Dehydrated of every positive mood 

Which gives way to the...

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Dare to ask God?
Do I dare to ask you?
Dare to ask you that you will give everything to me?
Dare to ask for the impossible
The incredible that only you can do and give
I dare to ask...

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