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I Am Hut

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.

Copyright © Precious Adebanke | Year Posted 2019



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The Dark

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?

Copyright © Precious Adebanke | Year Posted 2019

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School Life

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.

Copyright © Precious Adebanke | Year Posted 2019

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Mask

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.

Copyright © Precious Adebanke | Year Posted 2019

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My Smug Pillow

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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Immortal Norm

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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I Thought

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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Ten and Six

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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Gentle Rain

Heavens reigns in rain
of waters that patters slow
for the earth to hold.

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Gentle Sphere

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.

Copyright © Precious Adebanke | Year Posted 2019

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