Omo Poems | Examples

My Veteran

Forever forever will I miss you Dad,
Even though I tried ofttimes not to be sad.
I know you're in a better place looking down on me,
Smiling down on me,your showers pouring down on me;
Atanda, he whose handwriting is prettiest like a gazelle's footsteps,
Aguntasoo lo, a man with steeze whose cuteness-
Makes all heart push front leaning position of million reps.
The man from whom I inherited this poetry gift,
Who labored so hard to give my life a lift;
Omo olomu aperan,oloro agogo,
Although it's been five years ago,
It still feels fresh in my memory,
I couldn't have stopped death even-
With all the shakabula in my armory;
Your son is staying strong, I a Soldier 
Though it ain't easy without you- the world is colder
But I'll keep praying for you everyday till my last breath
For you're my own veteran- for whom I'll always lay a wreath.

Keep Resting My Dada??

Black Is Gold

Black is Gold
Makinde Adebayo Adeniyi

Speak 
your culture
Wear
your language
Profess
your art
Own
your shadow
Love 
the man in the mirror 

Don't 
change a thing
Black is gold
I am omolúàbí
Omo k'aaro o jire

Footnote: 
Omoluabi - responsible person 
Omo k'aaro o jire - Yoruba

No Anchor For Rancour

 

"Learn to consider the source ... of rancour and 
ignore.  All tantrums don't require your reaction."

                           Quote by _Ibadidran Omo Akinde

I have spent my childhood the target of rancour,
malicious words like chains were my anchor.
Why are people like that ?
Sometimes, my only friend was my sweet kitty cat,
at school during lunch time-  alone, I sat.
My words brought their rancour !

When I was a young woman I got much stronger,
I did not listen to the hatemonger.
Gone the chains that held me !
I was learning about who I wanted to be,
and saw resentful words as a sad plea.
Oh, get lost scaremonger !

Now, I am a writer of poetry-  of life,
and yes still get hurt by life's stabbing knife.
But, am a tree rooted !
And when the venomous slither I press muted,
or lost in my mind- their words diluted.
Be still, not larger-than-life !

I feel sorry for the sad spiteful rancorous,
those people who get all cantankerous.
Why are people like that ?

Ojulopesi

Ènìyàn n'sáré àtilà sùgbón, kìràkìtà ò dolà.
Omo adáríhurun n'sebí elédùà sùgbón, Oba òkè dáké.

Mákànjúolá òré èmi.
Ohun tí ò tó léèní yoo sékù lóla.

Ojúlópésí, ìyókù d'owó adániwáyé.
Sa ipáàre sùgbón má Sàáré àsápajúdé

Ànfàní ni'lé ayé jé, a ósì bi é bí o se ti lò.
Àkosílè èdá kii tàsé, orí eni ló'ndire.

Má gbèrò kii tenì kejì bàjé, sebí oti mo.
Ìgbìnyànjú re, Olórun mò si

Bópé bóyá, ìyókù yoo dèrò.
Mádùúró, Márèwèsì, Ìyókù d'owó eledùà


Adébésin Olátúnbòsún

Yemiitan

YÉMIÍTÀN

If you would stay do stay
Please tease me no longer
My body, no more can bear
But my heart, yet still craves
My womb you make hollow
My hopes many times dashed
How can you be so heartless
With visits that never last

Yémiítàn, my precious child
This foolery is so much pain
Desist your antics my child
A mother can no longer bear
You prey on my deep desire
You tease with your to and fro
Why mock me in my despair
Àbíkú omo, òdájú ènìyàn

I know you, you little trictster
I can sense your deep longings
Too many a time have visited
To visit me yet never stay
So with cowries will I bind you
And with red dust to earth tie you
With deep marks will I brand you
And ensure you never again leave.

Kwarapshen - Corruption

A Poem in Pidgin English

Me, ma na SARS
I sabi drop bars
My gun ready to blast
Any youth wey dey drive cars
If tattoos na your singlet
We go treat you like piglet
If you no gree cooperate
Omo, you go catch bullet.

Me ma na politician
If you check, I be magician
I dey "pight" my brand of "kwarapshen"
Play ball, I go give you admission.
My certificate na banza
My account balance na fire
If I like I go make yanga
Even next time I go still dey power.

Me ma na Naija
Our mumu don end here
Una plans go backfire
Na my generation go matter
Una vision dey our museum
And we ready to change our condition
Even if una kill small portion
We go still carry out our mission.

Lekki na the catalyst
We go use am minimize fatalities
We don learn all una tactics
And we have all the relevant statistics
Baba God na our confidence
Next election una go see our relevance
We dey ready- no more reluctance
2023 una go see proper sense.

Youth Afflictions

Black men's with their troubles again
Mental turn black, no too dey reason again
White eyes turn wine, no dey see again
Criminals Edition who's making the scene again

So terrifying! Innocents blood on streets
Shockingly! All flowing like a stream
Cleaning may face, was this all a dream?
Speak up "we're the voice of the streets"

Lengthen days are shorten
Tick-tock it's counting
Multiple bloods spilling
Criminals still bouncing

Stop the killings, if you want to live long
Those you killed also have some to live for
Protectors found guilty after taking liquor
I felt this in me so I gat to speak up

Government blaming "what's all these we've all start"
We're asking "can they wake the lost lives?"
Those guys killed were our bloodlines
Come blow for blow, omo Soldiers go "pie"

No more killings!, No more Brutality
No more lives for sacrifices
We gat everything to be Armed
Buh we remain armless for you not to be Harmed
          Speak up
                                                         Honey Crown

Feliz Sempre

Pense comigo

Na vida ou nos negócios,
você pode pensar
em ser sempre feliz
com aquilo que você tem.

Aprenda a ser feliz
 com aquilo que você tem
enquanto você busca 
tudo o que você quer.

omo pensam, julgam, sonham, agem e fazem as pessoas milionárias.
 
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Mother

Mother


*yoruba edition*


'Better lose the saddle than the horse'.
Every mother's voice echo these 7 words 
To her child, not just out of love, 
Not entirely for love but for joy.
The joy of motherhood. 

This life will be hard for you 
Omo mi, sugbon yio dara fun e
She assures her young child.
Nitori ti omo ko ba ni ayeye o wa ni owo iya
The pains of motherhood. 

A mother is a child's guide through life.
Come, follow me, close your eyes
Think of the rose, and let us go; 
She said to her child at birth.
The duty of motherhood.

Iya ni Wura! 

A woman who has children, does not die. 
She is a mother, in life and beyond.
Her name forever in the hearts of her children 
And their children.
Her presence felt through memories when she's gone. 

Every child will grow up, 
Age and fade off with time.
This life cycle of ours is like a river,
It goes and comes.
But a mother's milk is priceless.






Godwin Henry Osaigbovo Pa Shakespeare 








SPEAREPOETRY™

Kabiyesi

Èmi rábàbà níwájú Oba  ñlá
Adàgbà  má  tè'pá olórúko ñlá
Àìkú àìsá àìpa'pòdà
Ògbóùn tarìgì okùnrín Ogun
Oba mímó
Tó n gbé'bi mímó
Tó n so mímó
Tó n te  mímó
Tó n je mímó
Tó n mu  mímó
Tó n se mímó
Àwon àgbààgbà mérìnlélógún n pariwo mímó mímó mímó olódùmarè
Alábé'nú ànsásí 
Àpáta ayérayé 
Oko fún àwon opó
Ògbèjà àwon omo òrukàn
Ògboùntarìgì arúgbó ojó
Ògbe'ni ní'jà
Kó'ní jà ó sa 
We worship your majesty!
For you are the God of no impossibility
The Holy Trinity
That takes decision without signing any treaty
Your Lordship cut across every community 
For you are the Lord God Almighty
Who reigns in absolute Majesty
When we lost our way, you were our way maker
When we were chained, you were our Chain Breaker
When they thought we had no goals, you were our Goal Setter and getter 
What more can we say but to bow down and say *Kaaaabiyesi o*

#HappySunday

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Soap Suds

OMO in the windows
On Coronation Street
Clued the milkman and the postman
Would be welcomed with a treat

Those days are long forgotten
Because the Tide has changed
The Milkman's gone forever
And our postman is deranged

Amoke Mi

AMOKE MI

Amoke omo Iya Eleko,
When Maami re return at dusk,
From the rustic hustle of life
Tell her, tell her, I say tell her,

Tell her you have stolen it,
That golden Agbada your father,
Inherited from his father's lineage
And gave it to Prince Adeniyi your love.

Ayaba the King's pride,
I am the royal labalaba
Destined to lay on your virgin Ododo
It's the food for the king.

Amoke mi owon,
Don't forget to meet me under the great
Iroko oluwere's tree
Don't forget to come with the lighted Atupa,
There where we shall cuddle endlessly,
There where we shall kiss passionately,
There where we shall romance soul and mind.

When I am made the king,
And ascend the throne of my fore fathers
You shall be there by my right,
Bearing my royal name
Olori Oba Adedamola Adeniyi
Let the blood of royalty speaks in you.

Ololufe mi, eni bi okan mi,
Anywhere Igbin goes,
It's always with it's Ikaraun
Mo se ileri pe N oni ja o kule
Iwo ni o je Iya fun awon omo mi
N o si nife re titi lai lai.

©Adedamola Quadri Adeniyi
All Right Reserved 2017.

Iseyin

ISEYIN MY TOWN
If you don't know,
'Emi lomo ISEYIN  ORO
'Oro omo EBEDI MOKO.
I know my town, I love my town,
I celebrate my town, as great town to everyone, I praise my town, and I cheer my town,
and I try to spread its fame,
ISEYIN!_ISEYIN!!
'Ilu eye kiki aponle,
'ibi ti oju ti buni toju enu lo
'bere ki o towoo.
I trust my town with his pride
I boost my town, and I want to do my part,
To make Iseyin praised, from the depth of every heart,
 ILU MOKI
ISEYIN oro-Omo Ebedi moko
'nibi ti ewe nje ariyeke
'ti popo nje belewo
'ti igi nje oluwaran
'ti agbado ojo nje topabodi,
please let me sing this town .
And preach it to my people,
as I think my fellow should do,
Am very proud of you my town,
I  want to help you rise,
to be d finest city, as 
side of Paradise.
'Eni ban fe aso 'tata
'ti ile Yoruba
'ki o kori si ISEYIN,
'nibi won ti hun gida ninu Aso-Ofi.
All ISEYIN SON(s)
it's good thing to get together,
to make a great big show for our great town.
Good bye to all the knockers,
and welcome to booste crowd,
let get out and hustle,
for a big and better town,
ISEYIN.
ABIODUN OM'BADA OMO ISEYIN ORO

Tv Rambles

The couch potato sits as he did long ago
Since video killed the radio star and
Hands that do dishes
The box in the corner
An ever morphing capitalists dream
Long since and now
It peers at us with sights and sounds
The young queen, the old queen
We can relate
Now colored on flat screen
Then the grainy image of black and white
Omo, the flowerpot men and the like
In hefty style now memorialised
In places to reminisce
Baird's time waster
An invention of all time
The couch potato sits on
He has learned much
But not much else

Herzlichen Gluckwunsch Zum Geburtstag

With the gaiety of geisha girl
Like the antics of tilapia´s tail -
Left, right; left, right; left, right...

Omo o, eeipe e dagba 
Omo o, eeipe e dagba o
Kekere jojolo la bi tiwa 
Omo o , eeipe e dagba o

Holler, holler in our gorgeous lace
Chesting out our priceless jewel
Adoring Lord for his infinitive grace
His love is deeper than any well.

Omo o, eeipe e dagba ...

He has caused us to dance today
Our joy is full, our art is fun
March 17 he has granted our merry day -
The day Princess Amogemola was born.

Omo o, eeipe e dagba...

Ways may be rough, life may be tough
Still we shall exalt His holy name
Who has given us reasons to laugh
Whose gift to us is now a dame.

Omo o, eeipe e dagba...

Herzlichen Glückwunsch zum Geburtstag our baby girl
With you life is good and well.

Omo o, eeipe e dagba...

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