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MIRROR'S CORNER

Everyone has got tense mood. Know the true mind of writers in this category. This is the place where writing meets with reality.

STATE OF THE NATION

Those we thought are our protectors, Their action have turned them to dictators, Their station is the society's incinerator. The road is their main workshop, And they pretend holy like an archbishop, While our pocket produce them crop. We thought police is our friend, The...

BENEATH THE BREATH

In the stars of the night In the stillness of the universe, In the daylight of the sun, In the gentle tides of the ocean; In the roaring sails of the seas, In the rocking boat of the sea, In...

CLARIFIED THOUGHT

I'm a man, Formed from the dust of the earth. Placed in the midst of God's heart To be a companion and a friend. I'm a man, Brewed in royalty, Destined to demonstrate His majesty In...

IFEOLUWA

You came to me in a white robe, Took me to an island filled with hope, Gave me reasons to live in love. Honoured my life with your presence. You're everything I've ever wished for, The iceberg of joy together with its...

LOUD THOUGHT

I'm a woman, Born for a purpose And a task to fulfill. I may be fragile but I'm agile; Always active and never tired. I'm a woman, I have a dream to ream; Yes a home, I have to build, With...

BORN TO DIE

  Born; To rule, To lead, To be great. But chose; To serve, To save, To die. Birth like every other, Fate like every other. Life unlike every other, Death unlike every other. Living for the life of others, Life lies in the hand of others. Such is...

LAMENTATION OF THE RIGHT LESS MAN

   Food, Cloth, Shelter, The basic needs of Man. These they failed to cater, Leaving us to dwell in ban. Tell me, is this what we deserve? They call us leaders of tomorrow, Yet, grey hairs handle the realm of affairs, Making...

UPRISING FROM THE NORTH

Descendants of Cain, Swans across the country, In search of green meadows. Shepherds culminating with their flocks, Ganging up and spoiling plantations. A nightmare to fields. Foxes, big foxes, That spoils the vines in blossom, Making monkey out of it. With rifles and swords in...

ANNOYDIZING

 He has got nothing to say, he has an empty voice Where is his muse that stays up all night? Where are those beautiful pieces he always write? For sorrowful moments fill his cloud nine Life is full...

WHAT ARE POETS MADE OF?

Poets are very good with lies, They can play hearts like dice. Leaving you frozen like ice, All you need is just to be wise.    Poets are good with words, They can be so romantic; They call you their...

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