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Best Poems Written by Adekemi Adeniyan

Below are the all-time best Adekemi Adeniyan poems as chosen by PoetrySoup members

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Oshun: African Beauty

Oh gracious mother of waters
beautiful woman has come
queen of joy pleasing to thy king
Oh green eyed silent beauty
Voice as sweet as a kind heart
Eye brows as straight as an arrow
Oh great mediator of divine
Fingers coated with melted gold
Shaped with a swan like neck
Oh princess among many others
Resolute cheeks steady as gaze
Gleaming hair with black locks

Oh goddess as capable as a king
lips as bright as berry fondant
Eyes outlined with silver glimmer
Oh daughter dark and comely
Legs long like the harvestman
Waist as round as a circle
Oh queen of beauty and devotion
Won respect in history of goddess
As most beautiful in your time
Remembered for beauty and power

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An Egyptian Beauty

Oh gracious daughter of Aye
beautiful woman has come
queen of joy pleasing to thy king
Oh green eyed silent beauty
Voice as sweet as a kind heart
Eye brows as straight as an arrow
Oh great beauty of Aton
Fingers coated with melted gold
Shaped with a swarm like neck
Oh princess among many others
Resolute cheeks steady as gaze
Gleaming hair with colored locks
Oh woman as capable as a man
 lips as bright as berry fondant
Eyes outlined with silver glimmer
Oh daughter dark and comely
Legs long like the harvestman
Waist as round as a circle
Oh queen of beauty and devotion
Won respect in history of women
As most beautiful in your time
Remembered for beauty and power

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Nine Eleven

It was another beautiful morning in the city , Workers  looking radiant as always
People  strolling , Cars horning as pedestrians throttled along the Zebra crossing
The subway was crowded with the smell of early morning rush and sweat
Little did they know that there was a shadow lurking behind the bright sun

The announcer’s voice towered over sound of luggage’s being dragged
Flight attendants smartly dressed hurried  towards the boarding gates
Passengers sat patiently at the lounge, awaiting the call of the day
How could they have known that today will change their very lives

Nineteen bearded men dressed in polo shirts scattered amidst the crowd
Each missing the silky feel of their long white robes and heavily woven turban
As they try to fit in with their newly bought Jeans and Sky blue snickers
They knew what was about to happen, their lives was fading as the clock ticked

People going about their work and children being dragged to school
It was the ninth hour of the Mane , The plane heading for a wrong land
Passengers struggled for their lives, calling their loved ones for the last time
They saw the rage lurking in their eyes, the clothing couldn’t hide the evil

A Woman standing in the office, talking to her fiancé on the phone
As she stared out the spotless white glass, she saw it heading her way
She couldn’t mutter a word as her fiancé called out on the other end
Not  a step could she take as the wall crashed on her, it was clearly too late

Buildings tumbling down the great heights, fire flying through the sky
Bodies rolling through the sky like the brutal fall of strong rain in spring
Oh what a sorry sight for a blind man, oh what a poison for the soul
Some watched with great tears, they could do nothing to save a life

Deadly cry of babies filled everywhere, smell of blood saturating  the air
Heads missing the body buried under the crumbs of the fallen bricks
Some puffing out the last breath in them, hanging on for the very last time
Thunders of sadness roared everywhere, Mourning voices everywhere

So many lives were lost along with Nineteen men who thought it as fate
Not a year passes that we do not weep, for the lost souls of this day
The brave hearts that left us , even at the face of death some struggled
They linger forever in our hearts, as their thoughts dwell within us.

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Harridan

Your clothes are flimsy as rags
With dirt’s that stench the air
Your skin are dry and creaky
Like a bread that lost its touch
Your mouth always quick to speak
With a voice sounding like drums
Despised in the land of everywhere
Wanted in the company of no one
Oh harridan avert from thy ways

Your heart is like the moon 
 borrowing the light of the sun
You feed on the happiness of men
Just because you hunger for war
You thirst for the blood of a child
So the mother will feel the ache
You wonder in the valley called pain
And find rest in the waters of gyp
Oh harridan repel thy doom  to come


Your path leads to a destructive end
That smitten the lives of the innocent
Your thoughts are like soured milk
Leaving a tart taste to the soul of a lass
I cry out to you oh deceitful woman
Your end will be as bitter as gall
I bawl out to you oh vicious one
Your pit is as deep as an abyss
Oh harridan deter for your ruin  is near

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When

When the bible said let everything that has breath
It meant every little thing even at the face of death
When the word said ask and it shall be giving to you
It doesn’t matter how much it cost or even the value

When the psalmist sang to the lord a new song
He did it with a pleasant heart all day long
When the Israelites crossed the sparkling red sea
They had no clue  of what the future would be 

When  Virgin Mary conceived of a child
She wondered how come but  smiled
When the savior comes for you and me
I tell you no one will be able to foresee

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Ordinary Girl

Cute long legs with strappy lacy shoes
Glamor wears and classy hairdos
Eloquent speech with flawless quotes
Elegant grace and so much banknotes
All they see is a damsel  in pearls
All She wants to be is that ordinary girl

Miss perfection with expensive condos
Always found in exclusive talk shows
Every other girl wants her autograph
Signed on her most current photograph
All they see is a damsel  in pearls
All she wants to be is that ordinary girl

She sneaks to an Italian bistro
Just to catch a hand of hot dog
Working with so much hardihood
Just to please the neighborhood
All they see is a damsel  in pearls
All she wants to be is that ordinary girl

Wishing she could trade all this fame
To be with her girls even if it’s in shame
The world would never discern
How much her heart so burns
So she has to stop living In pearls
Just to become that ordinary girl

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Letter To My Best Friend

I am scribbling this letter to you my best
And hoping my words will give comfort
I believe you are reading this with Joy
In your heart it will be for a long while
This note will serve as reminiscence
Of the day we made time capsules
In years to come we will giggle over it
knowing how much you meant to me

Everything started like a fairy tale
Conjured in that inner part of my mind
I am so ecstatic at the thought of it all
So overwhelmed that you are here
Many nights we spent enunciating words
That only we both could purely fathom
I never envisaged to find a confidant
And then you came and took it all up

I remember those moments I had to cry
You were always there to dry my tears
Stood by me while falling  in love
Putting me through when I was in pain
Like skies when mountain may crumble
You watched over me till I was fine
There were parts of me I wouldn’t let out
But with you boundaries were crushed


My love for you is deep and bound
Though non-sexual  as true as ever
Nothing  I wouldn’t do for you
Trusting you with everything I am
You are somewhat a soul-sibling
And you’ve known this a long time
I’ll whisper the truth to your soul
With not a care what no man thinks


I’ll take your precious hand in mine
As we walk through troubled mud’s
It doesn’t matter if we’ve got bent backs
My thoughts of you will never have an end
These lines are just a grasp of your worth
Nothing compared to the angel you are
You brought a change into my world
Long awaited and now more fulfilled


Pure love is what best friends give
 I’ll always love you like a brother
Nothing  can ever change that fact
And remember you’ll always be the best
Quarters to come when in our homes
You will find this hidden inside an urn
I hope you one day get to read these
For they are memories I’ll give to none

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Rose Colored Glasses

Warmth blew in with the icy cold winter wind

It smelt like the bitter taste of brown honey

Stinging feeling that felt extremely pleasant

Something’s are worth looking at

only through a rose colored glasses

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The Awakening

Many times the clock goes round, sometimes the world hold still 
She can hear the tiny little drops coming out of the rusted tap
blood rushing down her cheeks as it does every cloudy Friday
popping veins throbbing like the anger of a fiery eyed monster
Something he had never seen before, His heart pounded fast
He knew this was the time, he could do nothing  about it now
She eagerly pounds on the cage waiting to see the bright light 
Awaiting her at the other end, She doesn’t belong in this place
He pondered on what to do, to die by the sword of his creation
Or to have his hand stained by the dark red blood of his very love
feet growing bigger than her head, she was so thirsty for life
before he could even think twice she was standing all over him
shoulders pinned to the ground he could feel her very claws
clasped to his shoulder blade, he knew this was the very end
he could feel the chills as blood soaked his Milky white coat
she couldn’t stop herself, some part of her knew him so well
but another part just wanted to smell the stench of his death
one more glance at it, he smiled as life sipped out of him
Then came  a new being ,one who rattled with great wrath
This is the predicted  time, The awakening of a new being.

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My Fatherland

When I die let me buried
Only in that land I love
Amid the wide spread plain
Where termites live and own
Though with the blood of foes
Lying in that grave I’m home
Many would laugh at my plea
And wonder why I would seek
And long for all that seem lost
But while I fly to the sky
Below would I see my fatherland

Oh why shouldn’t I be buried
In that swamps where I grew up
Among children with no pants 
Or even shoes to call their own
Where we slept on hard floors
Or tattered mats we call bed
Now I’m all grown and far off
I still want a feel of that all
To breathe in the dry air
Of a dusty harmattan  wind
that sweeps around our huts.