Monday, October 3, 2011

Nigeria

An Independence Day collabo by Shai, Somto & Mikesfrequency (me)  Shai: My name is North Often misunderstood, but not a nut Royally born, I strut flaunting my glittering crest, Hence, my name I believe comes first. Stand aside brothers! Be in my way and I have no choice But to come at you with my brute force Why I ask, do you connive so? You whom I have loved dearly so My steps I have since re-traced Back to ways nearly effaced Let it be known, this is my new creed Your turn to make a choice or bleed East, West and South my brethren Always...

Thursday, September 1, 2011

Truly Love

You give as you can afford, I smile when I can, We pay our taxes, they obey the rules. What exactly is this thing? so small yet humbles the mighty, so great yet touches even the smallest of things, and so vague, you just forgot the meaning. Is it hugging that loved one, or missing a lost relative? Is it forgiving a grudge, or kissing an old friend? I ask myself and I ask you too, so complex you almost forgot its letters, so simple it's true meaning eludes your conscious, what exactly is this thing? Love is patient but he has to shut her up...

Wednesday, July 27, 2011

Complete the Poem Competition

So this was inspired by a post I saw on the Toolsman's blog and I decided to introduce it as the basis for the Blog Anniversary Give-Away. These are the rules: You must be a follower on the Homepage Compose your own 4-verse stanza in-line with the theme of the 2 stanzas of the poem below.(Only one stanza allowed per person). i.e. only 4 lines of poem allowed per individual. Drop your composed poem in the comments below Spread the word. Winners will get an ordered copy of any of Myne Whitman's book listed below + A free exclusive Blog Design for...

Thursday, July 21, 2011

Romance Instructor by Oluwaseun Ogundolapo

This is a beautiful rendition by a talented word artist...Only @ moi frequency *wink*(Feel free to leave your comments below) I looked into her eyes and she looked into mine She asked what was wrong, I said I was fine With her two hands she brought me to a stand What happened after wasn’t what I planned I found myself in her arms It looked as if I was caught by her charms She held me tight and wasn’t going to let go At that moment she forgot what...

Saturday, May 14, 2011

Space by Somto S. Okeke

This is not the hole in my mind Or the distance in my steps. It has nothing to do with the gap in my thoughts, Or the galaxies in their orbits. SPACE I am not talking about the pressing of bodies in the mall, Or the sharing of smell in the elevator. I sit in the bus, nodding my head to the beat of the music, While my feet is disrespecting the floor. I put my hand by the corner of the broken window, And the old woman beside me looks at me like an intruder. She just doesn’t get it; she wasn’t created to be alone She wasn’t created to have her space,...

Sunday, April 24, 2011

April Breeze

A short piece with a deep message... Its a tale of never-ending words Simple yet subtle, piercing as a sword Twilight moon breeze escorts the setting sun I'll never grow weary of telling till the early morn Lords and Ladies, Masters and Minions Lessons of love humble their millions Looming vagueness lingering on hope Onward marching with bloodshot eyes Victors in perseverance, head held high Each one bearing unique signs of pain... Understand their freedom to let go, yet love again. Dedicated to you. Happy birthd...

Thursday, March 3, 2011

Ticking Away

Tick tock...think and talk, all the hours round the clock, up the hill and down the alley, Born today, tomorrow we marry. He crawled yesterday...walked today, she's born today...tomorrow dying, tick tock...think and talk will you tomorrow tick with the clock? Every heartbeat, another deficit, to and fro the earth...life's deceit, tick tock...think and talk, the blooming flower was once a stalk. I love you today, not sure of tomorrow, greatest...

Friday, February 25, 2011

Stormy Night

My heart state...heavy, the weary loads...many, trying hard to be good, to the needy I gave food. I'm stuck at crossroads, Lord, on life's boat I row. Now comes the storm on a cold windy night, over-awing my little self, burden's never light, rowing and paddling with all my might, On a cold stormy windy black night. Sobbing and crying and wailing like a child, every passing second only got wild, then I gave in to the wicked empty sea, Do what...

Friday, February 4, 2011

Letter to Mojisola by Oluwaseun Ogundolapo

So on one of my quick sojourns through the most famous blue and white webpage (Facebook), I stumbled on this beautiful piece which I promised was going to be shared with you all today with the permission of the author. Please sit back, sip some juice and enjoy!...*wink* Hello my beautiful baby, I’m writing to let you know what will definitely be I know it’s hard for you to leave the position you’re holding up there But you need to know that I really...

Always for you!

Dedicated to all my readers... I pick my pen but it just won't flow, I try to think but I just don't know, One thing's certain...its in me, all of a sudden, starts fading slowly. Fading or gone?...can never tell, Or could it be some sort of spell? Please flow!...eager to tell them something, Increase! Inspire!...as for wisdom, they'll be hunting Through the issues of life Rewriting their scripts, Good People, great nation...couple of others I skipped be impervious to the lyrics, open to the message freeing your mind, like a bird out'a the cage Delivering...