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Together forever

Together forever is the theme

Of bonding us together to the end and extreme

To overthrow and rule our dream

Of staying together to the brim as a team

So forever with a solid foundation of love, respect and trust

Our friendship was a galvanized one that will have never rusted

Yet you bruised our fantastic love fantasy in pain

When you left me in my struggle and shame

In the quest for someone to offer comfort, wealth and fame

But as moments leave stains on our memories

So will our dark caves always recall such amazing stories

Stay tuned to the good old days

The whispers of love was so deep I say

And together forever should we have stayed

Not for you to yonder your youthful beauty away

Just to wonder your paths across my now smooth way again

And now preaching of repentance after going astray

Forgetting your pledge was blown away from it’s feet

When it was meant to last forever and not just some few weeks

But at least I learnt never to put all trust in man, Not that they may deliberately disappoint

But rather situations sometimes cause them to unintentionally disappoint at a point

Yet a pledge to stay together forever

Requires laying down your life to be raided for each other

Going through rough and smooth paths together

And upholding each other’s values and happiness in high esteem

That alone can assure your togetherness till death do you part when the time deems

So to let’s enjoy our solemn vow of being together for now

For it’s unfortunate we will someday still say goodbye as well

Since we will not live forever

But to my heart 💓 we ought to stay together forever

Published by DaCosta de Poet 😍

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AdultInspirationalLifeLovePoetry

JOY OF DIFFERENT ORDER

In it I take my joy.
Not an ordinary appellation,
It took a different twist,
Sabon but never related
In the infancy of dawn,
I stepped into oozing dew
Blanketed by the droplets
Which fest on my nimble foot

Oh! my ankles weren’t left out
The blades of grass axed them
Like a butcher’s chopping board
The bijoux of cow dung crowded
A meandered path
Uncertain of what hide under
A callused darkness of water and mud.

I wobbled faster than a dodged bird,
Dangled closely to a shooting pellets And hopped sharper than a toad,
Distancing my wafted feet
from seated lakes,
On a middle path.
But why should I snailed ponds
Or Mountains, Blades of grass,
Endure the bloodstains to a Joy?

I got to the four squared edifice
Wishwashed in yellowish oil,
Candying in with dawn timberness.
It’s not an ordinary joy.
From above, it stooped into my palm,
Caressing my soul, body and mind.
It’s a Joy of different order.

 

By:
Al Latif Kambonaang.

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InspirationalLovePoetry

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

Childhood memories are like the sun bird and the sweet nectar

The memory is a pollinator that defines our youth

As a young child, barefooted I trekked to fetch the happiness from the stream

And the barrel at home must be filled

Unless mum would frown at me

Mum would call my name to tease the forest birds

Her voice trails the heart of the forest in echoes

And I would know she has returned from where she sells

 

Childhood memories are like the ocean, it never dries

How we ran and jumped in the rain

With undiluted joy in our hearts

How we hunted for grasshoppers

Chased the little pretty birds

To get hold of them, dallied at the rolling of tyres

Our motor we’d call it

In those days, joy had no option than to dwell in our hearts

 

Our slates, we throw aside

When we return from school

No extra tutors, yet we passed with ease

With catapult round my neck

I trekked distance in the bush to hunt the games that brought me joy

Joy had no option than to dwell in our hearts

We had pictures, we threw to the wall in a game

The nearest to the wall is paid a picture

And we feel like it is money in our hands

 

In unison, we built houses with palm fronds

Gathered gravels and stones to cook delicacies

As we thought

Making contributions of the condiments

Our kites fly like birds in the air

And our joy knew no bound at all

In that union, there was a strong bond

The love was there

To harm one another existed not in our lexicon

 

 

By Linda Okafor and Dim lfeanyichukwu

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LovePoetry

My Joy

I have found her at last!

Her name is joy… My joy!

She was so very close and yet

I failed to see her radiance

But faith,

Has brought as back together

And I am not willing

To let go

Her smile is Like the sun

Bringing brightness to my world

Blessing my world with

Her sweet love… Yes,

She is my joy

The joy of my life

I bless the day I found her!

And I love her

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FamilyFriendshipLovePoetry

Brain Father

Man of vision and ambition yet an available friend for all

Nurturer of my brain children(poems)

Potential instrument in my career

With motherly care have you held my hands and taught me to walk in the field of writers

You took hold of a fatherly duty and lead me on the road of knowledge

With compassion and love did you lend me a listening ear and a shoulder to lean on

Showing to me, the very definition of true friendship

Helping me release my writing potentials; you made known to me you are the Boss!

An arduous role yet you played all

Raw as my poems are, you make them best for readers

Today! you are the reader

Oh how I wish I could make it best for you

This is however the breadth of my piece

Like fine wine however, I know

I will age with time!

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LovePoetry

SARAUNIYA

A black queen from Kada

Elegantly beautiful

Naturally endowed in black African tint

O lily of the North

How my love grows in faith with destiny

Black heroine, mother of warriors

 

Brave warrior of the East

You are lovely and persistent

I love to hear his chords of talk

But, will the music have a pleasing sound?

If l knew what love is

It is because of you

 

Your beauty is African beauty

O daughter of the North

Fairest in heart among women

That l may seek you like a piece of pomegranate

And your temple hides behind your veil

 

You must know that loneliness sold a bond in my heart

But you came to rescue me

O brave warrior of the East

How could so much love be found in you?

You clung unto me like a song of love

The deepest affection to the simple pleasure with your virility in display

 

I found an Amazon in the forest of love

Where many trees reside

The tree l desire stood in the midst of the forest unbent

O Sarauniya, my heart’s love

Would you come to me?

My hairy chest waits for thy soothing touch

 

You eliminated my sense of loneliness by loving me

As warmth replaces cold

Conversation replaces silence

My lips are soft

My body as velvet and my cold embrace turned warmth

My lover has come along the path that lovers thread

Lonely days over and life is like a new song

 

I am waiting for you in the lonely  Street

Singing to the birds about my love

Your perfume stood in between to remind me that you are near

Your thought is a plate of love in my heart

And my heart feeds the love therein untold

 

 

By Dim lfeanyichukwu and Saidu Felicia

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LifeLovePoetry

AM SCARED

Scared of my pen, that I might not scribe a word of understanding for you

Am scared!

Scared to tread on the path of life, mayhaps the destroyer of innocent souls might devour me and none could save me

Am scared!

Scared to reach out for the future, that the winds of failure might blow me down and none would be there to hold me up

Am scared!

Scared of taking that step, maybe my feet might fail me and my journey made half way.

Am scared!

Scared of the twists and turns of life, perhaps I might turn and turn half of that that me

Am scared!

Scared of my pains, that I might cry too much and get drowned in the waters of my eyes

Am scared!

Scared of trusting you, that you might leave a hole of everlasting grief that none could hope to ever fill

Am scared!

Scared to fall for your love, maybe I might fall too deep for bruises and scars which never will heal

Am scared!

Scared of your thoughts, of your comprehensions from this muse’s musings!

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InspirationalLovePoetry

CHILDHOOD MEMORIES

Childhood memories are like the sun bird and the sweet nectar

The memory is a pollinator that defines our youth

As a young child, barefooted I trekked to fetch the happiness from the stream

And the barrel at home must be filled

Unless mum would frown at me

Mum would call my name to tease the forest birds

Her voice trails the heart of the forest in echoes

And I would know she has returned from where she sells

 

Childhood memories are like the ocean, it never dries

How we ran and jumped in the rain

With undiluted joy in our hearts

How we hunted for grasshoppers

Chased the little pretty birds

To get hold of them, dallied at the rolling of tyres

Our motor we’d call it

In those days, joy had no option than to dwell in our hearts

 

Our slates, we throw aside

When we return from school

No extra tutors, yet we passed with ease

With catapult round my neck

I trekked distance in the bush to hunt the games that brought me joy

Joy had no option than to dwell in our hearts

We had pictures, we threw to the wall in a game

The nearest to the wall is paid a picture

And we feel like it is money in our hands

 

In unison, we built houses with palm fronds

Gathered gravels and stones to cook delicacies

As we thought

Making contributions of the condiments

Our kites fly like birds in the air

And our joy knew no bound at all

In that union, there was a strong bond

The love was there

To harm one another existed not in our lexicon

 

 

By Linda Okafor and Dim lfeanyichukwu

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AdultFamilyFriendshipLifeLovePainPoetrySpiritual

To The Drunkard’s Daughter

We like to drink,
We love to drink,
We live to drink,

We like drinking,
We enjoy drinking,
We worship drinking,

We drink for the gods
We drink to quest their needs,
We drink to hear their good words

We drink for our ancestors
We drink to connect with their sailors
We are drunk to see their trailers

We do not respond to our names in it
We respond to the gods’ names in it
We fill our ancestors’ hunger in it

We don’t intend a bad name for another,
We replaced worries with candor.
We take out enjoyment for demeanor.

We know it’s our identity;
We bought it with our sanctity.
We carry it on our heads like impossibility.

We know it’s a headcover
We never intend to handover
We know you will comeover

We are sorry you bear our act
We know you hated this fact.
We are thankful for taking pride in our pact.

We know how you felt.
We understand your burst
We apologize for our heist

by;
Al Latif Kambo-Naa

This poem was written as a sequel to Sugar Kpiebaya’s The Drunkard’s Daughter
“Its Father’s day, people are celebrating their Father’s, what do you have to say about your father today? Here is what I have to say…”

https://www.sugarkpiebaya.com/2020/06/21/the-drunkards-daughter/

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LifeLovePoetry

SOULS TO LOVE

Into our shells our heads are put
As we cry in secret,
Groan in depression
Tears flow in millions
but only our Pillows can testify to that.

This coat our parents made
We put, though unwilling
But takes the fate we see
We live to wait
Waiting for a miracle
That’s seems not to come

To be this way, a choice we never made.
To live this way, a nightmare to us
But our strength indelible
We live with heads straight up.
Not giving up on ourselves
We live but with courage
We’re humans, we yell for love,
Love we seek.
Today is ours, let’s get
That dose of love we deserve.

By Linda Okafor
Zealous Poetess ✨

Celebrating world’s sickle cell day
I love you all

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