Let me tell you a story not a fairytale
Runookoro the heart bit of rivers and stars
home of men with balls and steels,
rugged entities, Serena tested, men mount.
abobi and man In green in tete-a-tete,
tete-a-tete became volcano explosion
matters turn soar, street casted ,abobi fell like tree.
Abobi live like eagle flying without wings
on that day, the heart bleed,the sky turn dark, the earth flood blood like rivers
voices echoes like ocean 'dem don kill abobi '
the tales hurt the heart,onlookers asked in silence 'na who kill abobi?
men mount in pressure,tears in the sun that never dried,Runookoro bleed in fire.
civic riot, Nepal unrest learn in silence
officials in siren ,homes on fire, street floored with graves
men run like Squirrels to no directions
the memories of the guns still leaves
Runookoro don catch fire, na who kill abobi ?
ANIEMEKA NATHANIEL
THE GREAT POET
I am ashamed—but I stand unbowed.
I have lived with idle hands,
while men bled, built, fought, and fell.
I hid from fire, feared the flame,
counted comfort as courage, silence as strength.
The cries of the world pierced my soul,
and I turned, trembling, from the call.
Yet shame shall not hold me wholly.
It steels my heart, it drives my hands.
I will rise, though late, and labor,
though courage falters, though weakness gnaws.
I shall shape, I shall fight, I shall give,
lest my soul rot in cowardice eternal.
I bow to none but the measure of my deeds—
and though the night presses close, I remain unvanquished.
Words: Use the following words in a poem. Pretzels, shout, threshold, pine, now, sulfur, ladybug, percolate, cap and lamp
Let’s give a shout out
to the one who eats hot
salty soft pretzels.
Who holds a pine scented
lamp that sputters and flares
in the darkest night.
While they watch gooey
black tar percolate from
the bowls of the earth.
A cautious ladybug creeps
across the felt cap of
of the pretzel eater.
Now is the time to swat
the nefarious ladybug
as she steels across their cap.
Smack! The ladybug is
no more as a sudden soft scent
of sulfur permeates the air.
a dishonest man steals identities - an honest man steels himself
Are their twenty pilots?? In Australia now.? Un-jabbed
Heros.? Well anyhow.! Give me the lenght of a winfield
Ciggie..? To elbourate on what could be a pretty biggie..Good
Move? Or deal..So to put it..' For my homeland i watched
Streched beyond any limits.! Yet back on track cause we'll
Never quit.' some news for
klause harani; and other w e f
Sh!!ts.) Why not charter some planes? For internal rides
Like good old T A A..! boy' they made some strides'
I'll always remember the red intials so bold.' They are an
Icon to me still' the memory holds.) So mates of Hoody'
What say you.? True blue Aussies!! Is this game for you?
One life on earth, will you choose to fly freedoms message
In those expansive skies? To Make it known you stood to
Loose.? Or gain? a nation back again' I ask! you choose?? I see
Such a group, can turn it round, in just a few marsupial
Bounds ! Be like Houges ' who painted the steels yet
Climbed to the stars.' Raise up a nation to how it should
Deal' with life and any challenge, i implore you! To Rally round
Get some spring in yourselves.' And like red roo's you'll be
Off the ground!!
China on the boom
On steels, chips, tapes and tiles
That burst into bloom.
This poem is CUBE16 which is a form I created several years ago. The poem is based on a scripture verse.
If thou hast run with the footmen, and they have wearied thee, then how canst thou contend with horses? Jeremiah 12:5
Today seems hard
as chaos reigns.
Both fears and doubts
forge breakproof chains.
A time will come
when men will fear,
as danger lurks
and rushes near.
Travail draws close
and doubts beset,
as hearts perceive
a mortal threat.
Today perceives
that fearful time.
Approaching soon,
when dread will climb.
What shall we do?
What can we say?
We hope the fear
will rush away.
A look around
appeases not.
We covet cool,
but times are hot.
In Gilead
resides a balm,
remembering
delivers calm.
I call on God
requesting strength.
He steels my heart;
width, breadth, and length.
Steals and Deals Which Aways Appeals
we have heard that steals
even fruit that off skin peals
which do make great deals
discerning eye in quietude
steels it’s resolve with fortitude
choosing with joy, resonation
heart pulsating with elation
celebration in solitude
11-October-2021
Horn I Always Has Haiku Humor
When Trump stepped off curb,
Do not bother him or disturb,
As well as perturb.
Session by session,
Trump will make poor impression;
Does use deception,
At us stares and stares
While out you always wears,
When up or down stairs.
Trump is undressing.
Others will be impressing;
All his sins stressing.
Out sins poured and poured;
Trump had been told by our Lord,
History was restored.
Trump is a looter;
Ignorance needs a tutor.
Never straight shooter.
Trump does have an urge,
Be loser while being skirge,
As President must purge.
Trump is hard to bare;
A loser beyond compare;
Steels more than fair share.
Had looked at big board;
History had been restored;
Trump did bring on discord.
At us stares and stares;
For anyone Trump never cares';
Spent all of our fair shares.
Trump talks and rambles;
Not sure and always gambles;
Left us in shambles.
Trump last of liter;
Always has become bitter;
Needs baby sitter.
In sun, Trump does bask;
Refuses to wear his mask;
Even when we ask.
Trump does day by day,
Always leads our souls astray;
For sins he must pay.
Like last one the best.
Jim Horn
It comes
when least expected wraps around the heart
takes away the hope of the soul;
it blinds the mind
steels the process of thought, holds lie as truth
confounds the inner spirit;
there is within a subtle quiet
chilling and clinging to the air unmoved, hovering, looming
reality just out of reach
lost in the darkness that overcomes
out of touch with time, afraid of change
exceeding understanding
a blackness that overwhelms
seeping into hearts and souls, lost to knowledge
dying to breathe new life;
it comes and goes
as easily as the passing of light in day
and before we realize, everything and everyone slips away
into the darkness.
Watts gnu
Asked Sou
Knot much
Said Dutch
Ewe're late
Four date
Takes walk
Small talk
Tries hug
Slugs mug
Steels kiss
Near miss
Street car
Two bar
Byes bier
Ayes blear
Holds hand
Grate band
Lets dance
Know chance
Yew're drunk
Yew punk
He heaves
She leaves
Head tossed
Git lost
Sou miffed
Left swift
Ewe're tight
Good nite
She is an Iron Lady
Stealing all the stock of steel
She is an Iron Lady
To steal steels
Justified in admiration, she's loathe to believe.
Unbeknownst to her the reasons others do perceive.
Languished in a life compared, she feels that she is wanting.
Instead of despair from that which she finds daunting,
Eventually she steels herself against all doubt;
opening her heart to let her love come pouring out.
The kamikaze martyr steels his nerves
To seal the sacred mission of his life.
He loves the all-important cause he serves,
Yet dreams about his mother and his wife.
Though long endured, the loving pain they’ll feel
Will be surpassed by pride and joy sublime.
It must be so, he vows and flames his zeal;
To question now would be a faithless crime.
Then dead ahead, a hundred panicked souls—
He sees them not, nor hears their bullets fly.
He thinks of nothing now, but just controls
His missile’s course: the enemy must die!
What madness makes him so naively blind?
Its seeds lie still, within each seeing mind.
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