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Best Poems Written by Akinpelu Ishola

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My Unknown Thought

*MY UNKNOWN THOUGHT*

Bleeding heart from an hidden dagger,
I was overcome by my unknown thought.
Birds sings song of praises,
The Lions roar in kindness
But, I bleed an unknown blood.
Deep down a deep cut taunt me.
Even my shadow betrayed my trust,
I'm stranded like stagnant tree.
Like the flowing river,
I have no destination.
I spread my thought amidst the rocks.
Where's the life I wanted?
What about my missions?
My paths is narrow,
I can see a dark man standing ahead.
It's blur but clearer like a morning sun.
But, the trap looks obvious from afar,
There's no map to complete mission.
Even, the Moon shines but I need more light.
I can't do this alone.
I'm just like weak cub with no threat.
A weak mouse with zero focus.
I must survive!

©Meticulous.

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Take Me Along

*TAKE ME ALONG*

Beneath your grave,
Take me along 
I'm lost on my world
Suffering is my friend
Agony is my watchword
I wined and dined
With the devil
Call me "Lord Lucifer"

This world is empty
I felt the pains underneath my eyes
My eyes are filled with tears
Dropping like a rotten leaf
How can I live alone?
While, my love is dead
I heard her screamed louder.
It echoed on my heart
Damaged my lungs
And ripped off my soul

Take me along
Where we can live forever
Dagger my heart
So, I can die honorably
And superimposed on your body
Buried beside you till eternity
Vanity upon vanity
I'm empty without you.??

©Meticulous??
B.O.S

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Nightmare

*NIGHTMARE*

Beyond my lost mind,
Above my scary nightmares 
There live a wandering soul.
Attacked my the unseen demons.
Heart shattered but not broken,
But, broken on a shattered mirror.
The sky is dark,
No stars of light.
Even the moon lacks lightning.
But my paths are blank,
The road to success hit so hard.
Hope lost, life restored.
Life of a mere human
Zero value but thousands abuse.
Is it a crime to be born poor?
There's no crime to be born rich.
I can't sleep, I am scared of my nightmares.
I'm being taunted like a slave,
I eat grass as breakfast,
Rules set to deflate my built tower.
I'm scared of nothing but my nightmares.
I want peace!

©Meticulous

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Drum of Life

Drum of  Life

I heard the melodic sounds,
From a wide range along the desert of life.
I'm deafened by the wordily words
Muted by the strange sounds
Just like an earthquake
 It echoed down my heart,
It speaks nothing but gibberish
Is this the Savior of the world?
Yes! It sounds with no bass but tuneful to the ears.
Beat the drum of life,
The beat that gives life.
Life filled with nobilities,
When I'm gone, beat the drum of life for my revival.
Not just an ordinary drum
The mighty drum amidst the jinns
The invisible drum under the earthily soil.
When the sun shines
It blinks his reflection upon my heart,
When the moon appeared,
I felt the warmness of it touches.
The beautiful charming face.
Above the cloud it smiled to the beat of life.
But, I want to be rebirth.
From every sounds of life.
Like, the talking drum(Gangan)
I want to speak in parables to my listeners,
With my directions unknown to the viewers.
Put them in suspense of realities.
But, I'm broken from behind,
Shattered into pieces of my fate.
I can't even dance to the joyous sounds
I'm heavy like a 1000 year old rock
I want to be baptize by the drum of life
Where can I find it?
The only hope to my restoration.
Is it under the protection of the sun?
No! The drum of life lives all round the earth.
It serves as the air we breathe,
Just like a detached force,
It fight our war against sorrow.

Akinpelu Mansor Ishola

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Our Humble Abode

*OUR HUMBLE ABODE*
Poetry 01/02

Life after death is terrible,
But, amidst the living it's horrible.
Life is a warfare; only the brave survive.
Were we born with our approval? Nay!
We would die without our consent,
And your deeds await you,
In a high quality.
Your humble abode; your last destination.
Are you ready to face your fear?
Like a spark of light,
This is your end time.
It booms like an earthquake,
Your money box won't save you.
Your nobility, your societal level are all useless.
Your humble abode.
A home filled with anger, hostility and displeasure.
But, where do you belong?
Hell?
Paradise?
Or is this just an illusion of our minds?

WG_METICULOUS

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Drum of Life

Drum of  Life

I heard the melodic sounds,
From a wide range along the desert of life.
I'm deafened by the wordily words
Muted by the strange sounds
Just like an earthquake
 It echoed down my heart,
It speaks nothing but gibberish
Is this the Savior of the world?
Yes! It sounds with no bass but tuneful to the ears.
Beat the drum of life,
The beat that gives life.
Life filled with nobilities,
When I'm gone, beat the drum of life for my revival.
Not just an ordinary drum
The mighty drum amidst the jinns
The invisible drum under the earthily soil.
When the sun shines
It blinks his reflection upon my heart,
When the moon appeared,
I felt the warmness of it touches.
The beautiful charming face.
Above the cloud it smiled to the beat of life.
But, I want to be rebirth.
From every sounds of life.
Like, the talking drum(Gangan)
I want to speak in parables to my listeners,
With my directions unknown to the viewers.
Put them in suspense of realities.
But, I'm broken from behind,
Shattered into pieces of my fate.
I can't even dance to the joyous sounds
I'm heavy like a 1000 year old rock
I want to be baptize by the drum of life
Where can I find it?
The only hope to my restoration.
Is it under the protection of the sun?
No! The drum of life lives all round the earth.
It serves as the air we breathe,
Just like a detached force,
It fight our war against sorrow.

Akinpelu Mansor Ishola

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Shattered

The birds chirped,
The darkest hour is rough
I had a shield,
The invisible shield in shape of my heart.
Where's my bow?
It was broken by my beloved.
Even my eyes are drowned by misty rains
Scar on my heart; I'm blinded by fake love
Betrayed by sweet words
I had a shot from behind
It was shot straight to my heart
My heart beat speedily,
The end time is near,
But, the pains are endurable.
I labored for breath
Blood flowing down my nose.
Kowe! Kowe!! chirping mysteriously
I heard a voice from above
Its echoed down my broken heart.
It says; *YOUR END TIME ISN'T NEAR*

©??eticulous??

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His Pleasure, My Pain

*HIS PLEASURE, MY PAIN*

The cruelty amidst human.
Cruel like a living beast,
With his rare violin skill.
The pains, my unseen tears,
Serves as his pleasure.
I'm being used against my wish.
I'm powerless; I'm just a loner.
A loner with a blur vision.
Call me the human violin,
With no strings but I crack my rib for sounds.
I felt it; the torture of his bow.
I bleed silently for mercy,
But, my violinist turned a deaf ear,
The upbeat tone,
His favorite, but my pain.
I want freedom!
I want to be free from the musical world.
I just want a peaceful life,
To be away from art.
Like lightening in the sky
My back is full of lashes.
Drew to serve my master wishes.
I want FREEDOM.
Music hurt my passion
I just want a pleasant life.

©WG_??eticulous??