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Lukman Ishola Nurudeen Poem
Walking with countless Sunshine's
Not leaving out the moon
Searching for where bright morrow hides
Thought we would be there soon
Playing away our yesterday
Like the desert wind blowing sands
Now here we come today
Searching for where bright morrow lands
Now in the presence of tommorow
But the past doesn't speak well of us
Because through the backdoor we follow
And in tommorow we are lost
Now, we are betrayed by our own mind
The straight path we can't find
Had I known, our brains grind
Until tommorow threw us into a wretched deep night
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Life threw me into a prison of abyss
Surrounded by clouds of sorrow
Happiness burning into ashes
Flying away with the breeze of tomorrow
Why does sadness loves my company
If water is happiness' am always thirsty
Pain rest beneath my unwilling smile
Like rain do hide above the sky
Next moon' I may be freed
Sorrow would take out it's growing seed
Out of my blood and vein
Or' have I no right to be happy once again
Copyright © Lukman ishola Nurudeen | Year Posted 2025
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Look at my eyes, what do you see
I can see hidden tears unshed
Tears of pain and miseries
That always wet your saddened bed
Look at my legs, what do you see
I can see tired and timid legs
Too afraid to move towards your dreams
Instead of moving towards it, they fled
Look at my tongue,what do you see
I can see a tied tongue
Hesitating to state it seeings and feelings
Tis good to be silent but sometimes wrong
Look at my hands, what do you see
I can see the power to change your destiny
For it is written on your palms
In letters only you can understand
You can change the tears to a joyful one
You can start moving your timid legs
You can be the owner of your tongue
Your hands are not meant to be folded
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I walked the starry streets at night
Searching for words to describe you
Which bore no darkness but light
Words never heard by dew
I tried to listen to angels whisper
So I stand vigilant all day and night
Hidden under scented flowers
But nothing new landed on my sight
I swam the oceans and climbed the mountains
Trekked ten million miles to meet the sage
To the underworld and those who reigns
And the aliens land inside a cave
Men never knew such a beauty would exist
So, a name to describe you wasn't announced
Now I declare what that name is
But that sacred word, I can't pronounce
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Lukman Ishola Nurudeen Poem
At the Riverside
There I sat looking sideways
At land and the sea
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Fruits of the season
When your time is up, bye-bye
Another is born.
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He came so pure but lured to fall
To earth with tears, with fears he left
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Lukman Ishola Nurudeen Poem
I paint my feelings
To you, you ink yours back,waste
Of feelings and ink.
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On his way to the stream
Leaves fluttered and dance with the breeze
His flops screaming crisps sound
Like it was being forced to step on dry leaves
Naked except for a short and the abundant grieves
Lying inside his empty bony stomach
He got there slowly running out of believe
Crouched on the sand and whispered all
His deepest grievances, tears honouring his words
The silent stream listened but replied not
But the reply came through breeze unknown
O man, what ya doing all alone
Shedding tears, you dispirited bone
The stream you disclosed your deepest secret
To it I shall give all honours and merit
Despite us dumping all our garbage and waste
Still moves on, never does complain
Gritty, resilient in pursuit of it goals
Up stand you, start motivating your lazy soul
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Many died and leave the strive
While all that remains are left to thrive
Now, if death comes with a frowning knife
Can I say, do not take my life
Many died and leave this world
This cruel world, but we are not getting bored
Now, if death comes with a bladeless sword
Can I say, do not shed my blood
Many died and stopped the run
We are here staring at the sun
Now, if death comes with a merciless gun
Can I say, it's not yet my turn
Death doesn't come with a bell and gong
It comes with the lyrics of a new sorrowful song
Mixed with tears that keeps flowing on
Flowing towards another dirge that is yet to sung
Copyright © Lukman ishola Nurudeen | Year Posted 2024
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