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Happy World Poetry Day!

By Nkem Egenuka on Tue, 21/03/2017 - 16:00

Poetry is language at its most distilled and most powerful. – Rita Dove

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. Robert Frost
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Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. Robert Frost
Read more at: https://www.brainyquote.com/quotes/topics/topic_poetry.html

Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words. - Robert Frost

Poetry is an expression of feelings and ideas. We celebrate all Nigerian Poets, popular and unpopular that have contibuted in one way or the other to promote poetry in the country.

We leave you with some selected poems. Enjoy!

 

I Still Love My Love by Celestine Ikwuamaesi

 Don't ask,

who splashed my daughter

      with dungy water?

Don't ask,

how do you feel?

      She isn't worth my cuddle;

awful, she stinks,

a hog wallow—

      her beauty all gone.

 

Swarms of flies find her

a spot—a perch

      for a trillion legs.

Vultures hover,

crane to swoop on her,

      on my beauty.

     

I'd warned her on the danger—

the hazard of roaming from home;

     and the dues. I did!

But she failed to ponder

the whoop and croon,

      and fell for the lie

of one, who, pretty sly,

cares for nothing

      but corrupt my cause.

     

She's been my daughter!

She's yet my beauty, in spite

      of the muddy water.

I always see me in her;

time freezes with her,

      her eyes, a spell.

     

So, I, shall clean the smudge.

My diamond shall wink again

      and sparkle, day or night.

My rose shall glow, undimmed

by the filthy splash.

      I see through the smudge;

the me in her speaks elegantly:

my true essence.

     

I won't mind the pain,

the sweat, the blood

      to win back my love.

I shall redeem her, take her out,

and give her a clean up.

      I shall recover my joy!

 

I, shall retrieve my lost!

 

 

A Tribute to Professor Chinua Achebe by Yomi Ojo

It is Morning yet on Creation Day Our Hopes and Impediments

Have kept us No longer at Ease At Home and Exile Scattered are we, like the Anthills of the Savannah.

Silence The Drum and still The Flute!

Yet is not time for African Short Stories Like the 1994 winter, let the night stay frozen continue reading

 

Destiny  by Ayomide Aroloye

You draw forth each day that passes

No one knows when they’ve gotten to you

Million pray about you everyday

Thousands snatch you away from others

You are the peak of man’s attainment

The reason for people’s struggle

Different from individual to individual

Even though there are billions in the world

Success always at the peak

Towards a great life

Including the health to live towards it

Next

Year.

 

 

The Sweet Hour of Muse – A Poem by Morayo Oshodi

Wide awake at midnight

Then a voice in the wind

Harsh but true said

They think I'd just give up continue reading

 

Why We Go to War - A Poem by Tofunmi Omowunmi

I saw a bandwagon of soldiers upon apocalypse

Their eyes was fixed on the fire in hypnotic gaze

they marched into the fire

Why do we go to war? Continue reading

 

Mystery Child - A Poem by Muhsinat.Kamardeen

The one that gives you no peace

No sleep

Always threatening to leave

The child that does as it pleases

That one who must be pampered continue reading

 

 

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