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Precious Adebanke Poem
I'm hut.
In Ancient,
I was the perfect
Breeded by palms cut.
In my belly everyone liveth
When the villains wants to hurt
But now unlike then, I'm left with folks
Wisdom came to my people to make a difference
Little of their sweet talk I was belittled,so helpless
I am your HOME, your SHIELD, everyone care less.
Though I could lost the best but know i'm the first
What am I to you? That's the only question I'd left
Is it just a drawn triangle on a square box length?
Let the world know I am this!! written in concrete
Yea, I am the Hut, I was left alone, I am well hurt.
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Precious Adebanke Poem
Clouds turns black,
not plain nor blank
In that dark,
I looked up to the sky
Saw the glittering stars,
Not any out of sight
Noble they all look,
Every tick they spark.
Twinkle, twinkle
They all hail their moon
When in place,
No one cause them to mute
Fashion of their light,
makes me amuse
Even when dim,
Men trust their booth.
Little I have seen,
Take it for a sample
Many hung dreams,
No more hope to handle
Stars that strives in struggles,
Called it hustle
Is it blacks haunting whites,
The road we should paddle?
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Precious Adebanke Poem
School is like a prison
Deterring thee in a sacred cage,
And unleashing with two hidden...
Pin, one before quarter after, after each mate
And then you feel so jade.
School is like a lot
Leaving six pen on your desk with sense
One turn at a spot
Sight a handling of the six pen all in mess
And then you feel so dense
Many a life in school:at point zero, you are an hero
But hope narrowly to a shallow,
And leap close to a serpent arrow,
Never be shuddered or sorrow,
Draw close to thy holy shadow.
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Enclave or enormous but pretty king mask
Brick per brick Rome's whack on an iron task
A shield to that tactful lions roar
His safe I'm saved from an odious boa
En masse we feed and stucked with 'cheese'!
On a flax we seat, soft like a fleece
See many at our domain, our blue means love
Cheers and welcoming we did, pure like a dove
Fierce sharks and hawks out like safari park
En bloc we sleep, no careless peep to the dark
Nevertheless, they horse around, we're free from attack
Relief, wow to our mask for the shield attach.
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My smug Pillow, turns soft and virtuous
Where lay I at her pumping left side
Umpteen hurt i 've had, she stand still, conscious
Spasm of me makes her smile, I besides
Serenely words of her pain, raise me today
Faint time no see, if danger up she cures
At a night tour, so to all, she pat me to lay
A chaste kiss she gives, warmth and so pure
Fold hands not in my need, indeed she'd plan
Wipe hard, ouch! It's hurt, called back to calm
At dawn, kneel on earth for storm to stop
My smug Pillow, what a great deal I got.
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Precious Adebanke Poem
Feign neither to these visioned damsel life!
Do ultra-pain ever vanish with time?
Pre-infant, a thorny storm stunned out like a nipple
Some say normally, it only tickles
Stony bloke says, it's a nitty-gritty while my blood ripples
What he wish to see ;for her to move fast out of cripple
Several done seasons, her pistil rose grown
Gone is when slip, now it's two boost slope
Visual shape of womanhood enclose
Even yet, they say, if guys whistle blow, put on a frown
Deceit voice she heard, alot of love compose
Yea! At every seconds, what are we to say of those?
A stage to fish for one to lovelock in cage
Distractions of many but one was name
Having pleasures of sweet-bitter plan as it was read
Pain dropped to her ball, till the thrice three months
When that kid wail out the pride of her mum
Be it continuum! Echoed the immortal Norm.
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Precious Adebanke Poem
Some other times I thought
Where does life turns to us?
Is it nobles wearing Gold shoes?
Or the serfs in rag that's loose?
Some other times I thought
People whose life are lost
Doubted sin, innocent beings
Brutally maimed just in a blink
Some other times I thought
Life is a cause for curse
People can't live in their very best
So they rather hid sweats under wares
Some other times I thought
People that are in fear of lose
Love, lifes, virtues that are dearest to them
And in cares and tears wanting someones help
I thought, I think, still hopes
When would life have a thought?
Of many heart broken, lovelorn
Who once again still wishes joy.
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Precious Adebanke Poem
Before I was ten and six
I, caged at home like a tooth pick
I Ink books for fun as a novice
Wanting to be the dream I have promised
Now, I am ten and six
After longing to have you fix
I have waited to feel you near
Now celebrating my birthday year,
I want something fast in packs
Wish it could be a love gift card.
I am ten and six
Built to be called pay_son
Crowned with a vision
Can't wait to have a picture.
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Precious Adebanke Poem
Heavens reigns in rain
of waters that patters slow
for the earth to hold.
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Precious Adebanke Poem
My gentle sphere, fitted more, still.... I spared
Spattered words of heart, yet! Not purloin
Bit by bit are words of him, slowly cared
His circumspect steps I look, always in cocoon
Be like a Mickey not to add to your meek
Being sportive and an erect stamen, could you be?
Hand creativity and thinking, would you keen?
Pals and swarms indeed, are there to feed
Classy swell of your cheek, glassy bite is seen
Shy! Hands rub on his chin, even without no need.
I know a hush-hush, your finger up to scratch the head,
A cool gentle sphere you are, that's the world I learn.
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