Submissions by Wordsmith (Moshood Abdullateef)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
Word bender
Broken
Save me from myself
Save me, I need some help
Save me from my soul
Lord, my heart is filled with holes
Save me from my feelings...
Lord save me, I need some healing.
Staring at ceiling
as the thoughts starts to creep-in
My heart trembles in pain.
mind struggles for sane.
My spirit.... tears my souls apart.
as I tried to find some meanings to my life.
Quiet and less-brutal... I fight this battles.
I feel frightened when my mind gets idle
And anxiety almost settles in
as I tried to conquer... the...
Save me, I need some help
Save me from my soul
Lord, my heart is filled with holes
Save me from my feelings...
Lord save me, I need some healing.
Staring at ceiling
as the thoughts starts to creep-in
My heart trembles in pain.
mind struggles for sane.
My spirit.... tears my souls apart.
as I tried to find some meanings to my life.
Quiet and less-brutal... I fight this battles.
I feel frightened when my mind gets idle
And anxiety almost settles in
as I tried to conquer... the...
#love
#heartbroken
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Freedom
Freedom is the most overrated wants of life.
People crave freedom more than 3² meal.
They would do everything to taste that freedom sweet
Yea, they want to be free.
They want to do that, they want to this
They want to have fun, go places they'd never been.
They want to be free... from pain and agony
Free from stress..... making real their fantasy
They want to laugh and hence fill their cheek...
with rays of smile brighter than halogens
They want to talk, they want to see.
They want to breathe without oxygen ...
People crave freedom more than 3² meal.
They would do everything to taste that freedom sweet
Yea, they want to be free.
They want to do that, they want to this
They want to have fun, go places they'd never been.
They want to be free... from pain and agony
Free from stress..... making real their fantasy
They want to laugh and hence fill their cheek...
with rays of smile brighter than halogens
They want to talk, they want to see.
They want to breathe without oxygen ...
#freedom
#FeelingTrapped
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People hey
People say....
This and that without thinking straight.
People chase....
effortfully till they meet dismay
People crave
For more than need-to-be-take
Then people play
and pray.....
for fun-filled days... and creamy cakes
People late....
Always wanna be on time; please don't keep em wait
People wake.
Quit dreaming great while still awake
People stake
Their heart for miragelike castle in Spain
And next, people create.... this messy space....
For their desire to proliferate
Without realising...
This and that without thinking straight.
People chase....
effortfully till they meet dismay
People crave
For more than need-to-be-take
Then people play
and pray.....
for fun-filled days... and creamy cakes
People late....
Always wanna be on time; please don't keep em wait
People wake.
Quit dreaming great while still awake
People stake
Their heart for miragelike castle in Spain
And next, people create.... this messy space....
For their desire to proliferate
Without realising...
#conflict
#humankind
#confusion
#despair
#disappointment
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Men
Amazing men
Ever-blazing men
They go through dens
To meet those ends
Yes, I tread with classic men
Men who defend... those with less
Not them... who lay in bed
Till the clock struck ten
No, not every men
Just friendly men
Cos' men with messy heads......
I don't trend with them
I'm talking non-breaking men
Not lazyish men
Men whose hench....
's to fend off fiendish fiend
Ever-blazing men
They go through dens
To meet those ends
Yes, I tread with classic men
Men who defend... those with less
Not them... who lay in bed
Till the clock struck ten
No, not every men
Just friendly men
Cos' men with messy heads......
I don't trend with them
I'm talking non-breaking men
Not lazyish men
Men whose hench....
's to fend off fiendish fiend
#strength
#men
#friendship
#respect
#responsibility
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When do poets fall in love
Poets fall in love everyday
It might be with the sun; or even a tiny ray.
It might be with the stars; or the clouds as it turns to rain.
Or maybe the morning dew as it springs down from the seventh sky
It might be with the way... the pen and the note make beautiful love
Caressing every inch of its sheets; moaning at its ink-filled touch.
Making beautiful baby poems with rhymes and rhythmical style
it might be with the way....... the autunm kiss the twilight moon
Or as the honeybees sinks its stings on the petals as the flower bloom
...
It might be with the sun; or even a tiny ray.
It might be with the stars; or the clouds as it turns to rain.
Or maybe the morning dew as it springs down from the seventh sky
It might be with the way... the pen and the note make beautiful love
Caressing every inch of its sheets; moaning at its ink-filled touch.
Making beautiful baby poems with rhymes and rhythmical style
it might be with the way....... the autunm kiss the twilight moon
Or as the honeybees sinks its stings on the petals as the flower bloom
...
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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Under the Autunm Tree
Can I ask you if
You would have done it to me
If I wasn't weak
No, I guess the real question is this...
How does it really feel
to be in love with me
Am I a joke a being
Or maybe some playing thing
to fill some empty reels
Have I ever being....
taken seriously
Or maybe the words I speak....
are just some fallacy
Is that why you flee
and leave silently
Have you ever think...
That this shattered part of me
will ever bind to its piece
Do you even believe
That this...
You would have done it to me
If I wasn't weak
No, I guess the real question is this...
How does it really feel
to be in love with me
Am I a joke a being
Or maybe some playing thing
to fill some empty reels
Have I ever being....
taken seriously
Or maybe the words I speak....
are just some fallacy
Is that why you flee
and leave silently
Have you ever think...
That this shattered part of me
will ever bind to its piece
Do you even believe
That this...
#sadness
#depression
#heartbroken #UnrequitedLove
#heartbroken #UnrequitedLove
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Ayinke
Ayinke mi, eleyinju aro
Your arms comforts me... like ēka iroko
your eyes... so colourful like rainbow light
and your cuticle smiles.... gives ah heavenly sight
Nibo lo wa, Ayinke mi owon
Omo to rewa ti o la 'bawon
Our heart has been intertwine to one
So living alone suffocates my lungs
What else could I have hoped
Luxuries and gold, don't want none of that
The doctor said I've been diagnosed
And ife re nikan lo le mu mi lara da
Ayinke mi, igbawo lo' made
If you want me to, I'll forever wait
Cos...
Your arms comforts me... like ēka iroko
your eyes... so colourful like rainbow light
and your cuticle smiles.... gives ah heavenly sight
Nibo lo wa, Ayinke mi owon
Omo to rewa ti o la 'bawon
Our heart has been intertwine to one
So living alone suffocates my lungs
What else could I have hoped
Luxuries and gold, don't want none of that
The doctor said I've been diagnosed
And ife re nikan lo le mu mi lara da
Ayinke mi, igbawo lo' made
If you want me to, I'll forever wait
Cos...
#love
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Stay
Be it sun; be it rain
Be it fun; be it pain
Be it blur; be it plain
I'll be the shade where your worries lay
Just like flowers and them bumble bees
And like fire accompanied by wind
Or more like the sun makes the farmland green
You are my ribs; my source of energy
What's a poetry without a rhyme
a stonefish without it's spine
Shapeless and boredom with prosy lines
That's how'd be with you out my life
Be it night; be it day
Be it shine; be it gray
Be it aye; be it nay
My love will stay... till forever...
Be it fun; be it pain
Be it blur; be it plain
I'll be the shade where your worries lay
Just like flowers and them bumble bees
And like fire accompanied by wind
Or more like the sun makes the farmland green
You are my ribs; my source of energy
What's a poetry without a rhyme
a stonefish without it's spine
Shapeless and boredom with prosy lines
That's how'd be with you out my life
Be it night; be it day
Be it shine; be it gray
Be it aye; be it nay
My love will stay... till forever...
#love
#UnrequitedLove
#emotional
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Thinking out Loud
People judge...
too much
But that doesn't mean people are just....
too wrong
Their judgements are base....
on the part they see.
But stuffs they see....
might be far from real
Aye "my Gee"
Their judgmental course....
can't be processed at court
Yes "my lord"....
The court hearing has been adjourned
Okay, okay...
Let's state the fact
Judgement is a tact...
That weak people use...
Words misconstrued
to make others confused
Well, that could...
too much
But that doesn't mean people are just....
too wrong
Their judgements are base....
on the part they see.
But stuffs they see....
might be far from real
Aye "my Gee"
Their judgmental course....
can't be processed at court
Yes "my lord"....
The court hearing has been adjourned
Okay, okay...
Let's state the fact
Judgement is a tact...
That weak people use...
Words misconstrued
to make others confused
Well, that could...
#identity
#TruthOfLife
#philosophical #deception
#philosophical #deception
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Why oh Why
Too many whys
Running through my mind
Like why o why
Do we live our life
Searching for things that never wanted to be found
Why do we shy....
away from our real purpose in this life
Why oh why
do our Politicians lie
Telling us things will be fine
beguiling us with few cups of rice
Acting like we the people blind
How oh how, do they expect us to thrive
When the only thing they subsidised....
is our faces filled with joyful smiles
Why do they connive
to bring sufferings to our lives ...
Running through my mind
Like why o why
Do we live our life
Searching for things that never wanted to be found
Why do we shy....
away from our real purpose in this life
Why oh why
do our Politicians lie
Telling us things will be fine
beguiling us with few cups of rice
Acting like we the people blind
How oh how, do they expect us to thrive
When the only thing they subsidised....
is our faces filled with joyful smiles
Why do they connive
to bring sufferings to our lives ...
#corruption
#politics
#greed
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Black Roses
What would you choose
Love or cruise....
Option one or two
or things you do... when no one looks
Would you rather have fun with love...
than love with fun?
Would you go eschew....
when the condition turn askew
What's your idea of cool?
A handsome dude... with a cherry look...?
Or the luxury type, with fast cars and phat yard too
Would you rather use and spew
People you're bounded to
like they're just a cue... in your game of pool
Guess you're not confused...
Or are you......
Love or cruise....
Option one or two
or things you do... when no one looks
Would you rather have fun with love...
than love with fun?
Would you go eschew....
when the condition turn askew
What's your idea of cool?
A handsome dude... with a cherry look...?
Or the luxury type, with fast cars and phat yard too
Would you rather use and spew
People you're bounded to
like they're just a cue... in your game of pool
Guess you're not confused...
Or are you......
#love
#UnrequitedLove
#emotional
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Dear Wordsmith (The conversation 1)
Dear Wordsmith
Where have you been?
Have you forsaken your art
or thy art has forsaken thee
Where now... do you keep?...
the words spiralling in your head
Those words you thrust to me
Every time you're sick, lonely and weak
Have I moved from being your favourite girl
to your long-forsaken ex
When last was it you pick your pen
and make me ouch like it's first time sex
Scribing those words; tattooing my skin
Fantasising every bit of my whim
Did you not miss my kiss
Those...
Where have you been?
Have you forsaken your art
or thy art has forsaken thee
Where now... do you keep?...
the words spiralling in your head
Those words you thrust to me
Every time you're sick, lonely and weak
Have I moved from being your favourite girl
to your long-forsaken ex
When last was it you pick your pen
and make me ouch like it's first time sex
Scribing those words; tattooing my skin
Fantasising every bit of my whim
Did you not miss my kiss
Those...
#love
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
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