BABA OYIRIMUSA by Andrew Ifeatu Jennifer
Baba Oyirimusa Why have you decided to use her? The path juvenile and green Does it add light to those frail eyes, so dim? Owning a ranch filled with cattles...
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POETRY IS NOT… by Kukogho Iruesiri Samson
poetry is not a petal it is a flower in bloom red rose, cocky bud thorns and leaves poetry is not a flower it is a garden in bloom bloody...
CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS: BRIGITTE POIRSON POETRY CONTEST 2016 [APRIL]
Words Rhymes & Rhythm is receiving entries for the BRIGITTE POIRSON POETRY CONTEST (BPPC) SEASON II [2016 APRIL] on the theme: “PEACE ON EARTH”. CLICK HERE TO ENTER [caption id="attachment_19627"...
A SAILOR’S TALE : THE DRUNKEN POET by Adeosun Oluwapelumi
My head was set afire My mind swarm in muck My eyes twiced my vision And I saw for meself a maiden image She was to me heart As the...
CALL FOR SUBMISSIONS: BRIGITTE POIRSON POETRY CONTEST 2016 [APRIL]
Words Rhymes & Rhythm is receiving entries for the BRIGITTE POIRSON POETRY CONTEST (BPPC) SEASON II [2016 APRIL] on the theme: “PEACE ON EARTH”. “Peace is the only battle worth...
BRIGITTE POIRSON POETRY CONTEST 2016 (MARCH): OGUN POET, OLUMIDE, WINS 2ND BPPC TROPHY
A young poet from Ogun, a state in southwestern Nigeria, Olajuwon Joseph Olumide, has won the March edition of the BRIGITTE POIRSON POETRY CONTEST (BPPC) 2016. Olumide, a Mass Communication...
ECHANTED by Michael Inioluwa Oladele
We heard the whispering song, Together with the beating gong. Its sound echoed through the reed The reed of an opening woodwind. In the greyness of isolated time The echo...
HUMANITY by Joseph Omojuwa
Humanity! Your friends are your foes. I have witnessed the love that you share, Not just the price to redeem their woes, But you have built shelter for our heads....
IN MY PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS by Joseph Omojuwa
In my pursuit of happiness, I met pain A companion of sadness almost driving me insane Lost into the desert of helplessness with hand in chains But just in my...
MADNESS by Ezeokoye Vanessa Onyinye
My NEUROSIS So I entered the conference hall ready to recite my poem So my pulses began again in this fridge of emotion So I broke out and stood out...