Oro Poems

IT’S YOUR NAME

With nothing, I pride myself as Olakunle,
Who makes moves, 
Overcome challenges and kore Dele.

Truly, Oluwanifemi
Even death whispers; Ikukoyi.

The future is secured, for the gods have Tiresimi
And instructed the angels to Mayowa 
Ki oro mi le Dayo.

The heavens smile upon us;
We are established 
And Ayo wa Tobi.

Oh; let’s enjoy our companionship
By neglecting our differences and Dolapo.

Life is full of mysteries and surprises 
But we shall Durojaiye and Jokotola.

Adormecido

Mis ojos apagan entre renglones de descanso
Punto, coma, punto seguido
parentesis
Te extraño
Cierro parentesis
Quiero besarte

Aun recuerdo como entre instantes fuimos eternos
Nuestros besos achicados eran puntos
suspensivos,
de un corazon a guiones
Fuimos dialogo entre un escenario embestido
Te recite poesia a miradas y coqueta miraste 

Mia, me miraste
Tuya, te mire
Nos miramos

Recuerdo tacto correteado a miedos queriendo,
arrancar
Despojame de estas penas
Burguesas y yo tan pobre te ofrezco sonrisas de oro

tal vez

amarillentos por cafe
Adormecidos ojos moca
Estan dormidos
que nadie se atreva a despertarlos

Otoño ausente, verano infante
Comienzo escribiendote 
No hay un punto interprete 
Rebelion profana,
vuelveme cancion 
Para cantarle cada que de ella y yo 
Adormecido corazon
Yo por ti,
estoy
Adormecido

Mindoro

M-ine of gold where 
I-  ndigenous people dwell-
N- atives of the far mountainous lands with 
D- ivine forest and mountain ranges, 
O -ffering mineral-rich soil and emerald vegetation 
R- anging from lappaceum to lansium, 
O- ver which the pristine rivers flow. 


The name was from old Spanish moniker "mina de Oro" ("mine of gold")


September 10, 2022

Bitter Side of Love

Bitter side of love

Oro jade
Walking along
Without stress
Without a thought
As a thousand flies
Swarm the heart
A thunderous storm
Blusterous in his wake
Wrecking the mind
While Dicing the life
Into phases
Reliving the days
As it trickle by
Tickling with the stingy time 
The man and death
Both lay on the same fated bed
While the saints and sinners
Both intended robbers
Becoming Destined lovers
Forging so much love
Formed out of lust
stealing the truth
While selling a lie

Words- Oro

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Words



It sometimes comes
as a whisper
flashing slyly
like an unsheathed sword

effortless in its escape 

stainless in its will
It sometimes roars

fuming with malicious intent

like a glistening guillotine

hovering over many heads

It sometimes flows

with a steamy passion

entrenched with cunning roots


quietly silhouette

Stealthily amidst the quiet shadows


Subtly enforcing 

tiring the feeble minds

Tu Badal Jaega

Tu badal jaega 
Jo Mai Oro se se lad Kar tuje apna Bola krti thi ....
Ab tu Kisi or Ka hojaega ...!!
Tham Kar Mera hath Jo Tu chalta tha...
Tera rasta to Mai 
Lekin manzil koi or hojaega !!
Mere hasne par Tu Khush ...
Or mere rone par Tu udas hojaya krta tha ....
Frk bas ab itna he rhega Mai roti rhugi 
Or Tu Kisi or Ka hojaega !!
Tu us se chahe Kitna he pyar karlena....
Lekin dukh me tuje Mera he chehra nazar aaega!!
Chal koi ni 
Tu nhi to Teri Yaadein ....
Wo pyar bhari batein ....Teri tasveere 
Ye Sab to mere pass he reh jaega ....!!

The Crowned King

Olodumare crowned you,
Like the daring obas of old,
Undaunted and unshakable,
With hearts sculpted out of gold,
Ase and oro were their best friends,
Dangerous yet mellow,
Empathetic and in-depth analysts,
Meekfaced like the proverbial lamb,
In all they were the brave ones,
Laying aside their troubles and ills,
Alase ekeji orisa they were called,
Due to their daring feats,
Eki Oba Alase.

Diego Maradona - In Memoriam

Diego Maradona, I never knew you,
but you were from my generation,
only five years younger than I.
How young to have to die! How young to me it seems!
You – who were one of the greatest of the greats!
You – who controlled the football; you were its master.
“El Pibe de Oro,” 
always you will be remembered.
Golden Boy of Argentina -
whose famous goal was 
the “Hand of God,”
may you to God now homeward fly.

Dec. 8, 2020
for the Maradona Obituary Poetry Contest of Mohan Chutani
(edit made to one of the lines on Dec. 10)

El Pibe De Oro Golden Kid

One Diego Armando Maradona
in epitaph we today honour
by a hand of God & the dribble found fame
in a world cup of the beautiful game

Addiction

i decided while
trying to find a
vein trying to
get a fix of the
mother load

that vein that
runs through
my very body
rich and pure
worth more

then any oro
for she without
vanity is never
vain though i
needle ready

need to get
her into my
life my very
life's blood
because

i'm an abuser
of my Muse
which she
prefers mi
Musa

which i
gladly
use
her
she

is my
addiction

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

Las Naves De Madera

LAS NAVES DE MEDERA (Wooden Ships)
They wanted ships. What they got
was wooden shells
not a farthing from the Crown
for these floating buckets.
Six thousand corks, hastily riveted 
into the keel planking, kept them afloat.
Nina. Santa Maria. Pinta.
Nothing ventured, nothing gained said Isabella.

Ah, muchacho, would she ever cash in.
The navigater shot the course
over the main, visions of tapestry and lace
and all sorts of spices in his head.
Gold? Well--Sí, oro. 
But he never dreamed.

The natives appeared naked and restless.
In scatted shades of blues and reds,
artists painted skirts on the girls,
long shirts on the old women,
loincloth on the men,
and a pearl studded gilded  robe on the king.
Which Chris promptly stole.
His mistake was trying to hide it
from Isabella.
© ron wilson arbuthnot
aka Vee Bdosa the Doylestown Poet

Maranao Poem - Osaynko Kathapar

~ Osaynko kathapar ~

Pamagosayn ko kon 
so manga sarat a sorot
a okit ka thiwalaya
a ino bala sa tapar
a kambangonan sa walay...

Paganay na kataid
ikadowa na tamok
ikatlo na ban'sa
ikapat na agama
na ikalima na bae...

Ikapd a imanto
na sarat a kasosorot
ka obabadn di bae
ka matag kambae-bae
na mndod ko kakhapka...

Pamagosayn ko pn 
so manga barat a sngkot 
a sakit kathiwalaya
a oro barang sa tapar
a kambabago sa walay...

Paganay na kataud
ikadowa na samok
ikatlo na ba'nta
ikapat na amaga
na ikalima da ebat...

Ikapd a imanko
na sakat  kilalapugot
ka obabadn da bae
ka matag kambabalae
na mndod ko kakhapta...

~ By: dsr , Khadaffy D. Mangondato

Sabras Que Te Quiero

Sabras que te quiero.
Mirame a los ojos y dime,
Si es verdad que tu me quieres,
Porque te entregue "Mi Cariño'
" A ti, de entre tantas mujeres.
Dime si tu amor es mio'
" Que es mas puro' que ' el oro,
Quiero que tu amor me domine,
Para demostrar que te adoro.
Ayer te tuve en mis brazos,
 Y soñando te pude besar,
Pero luego desperte llorando'
Y mis " Lagrimas, quisiste enjugar.
Yo quiero que tu comprendas'
Lo que es el amor verdadero,
Para que todo aquel que quiera,
Tenga el mundo entero en sus manos.
Yo quiero darte mi vida,
Sentirte vibrar de emocion'
Porque sabes que te quiero,
Que sin tu cariño, yo pierdo la razon.

Ode To Passion

I say, too much passion 
in us poets, like a touch of a thou
saccharine taste invading our veins, 
we cannot restrain, 
we cannot condemned the only reason 
for our being, 

passion is what keeps us breathing, 
passion can make us see it all
different than others, 
not to cease, not to die
or give-up, passion grows in our soul,

it reminds us it is there
every minute of our day, 
when we need to count the hours
to get to him/her. 

Passion is the sedative to our worst day.

The essential of reason,
the way to a path, 
to rivers and streams that find our dreams,
passion is a vessel making a net
reaching our heart our souls

keeping the beat louder and quieter in waves 
frequencies, passion is vigor,
is a sparkle in our heart that continually 
beats violently and has no outcome.

Passion is un corazon de Oro.

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