Submissions by olablinks (Ola)
POEMS AND SHORT STORIES
Poet Introduction
A green writer with the hopes of capturing personal, second-hand and muse-induced experiences in lines of beautifully engraved poetry.
MISCELLANEOUS POEM
Published
24th May 2017 00:01am
24th May 2017 00:01am
Mama's Spaghetti
It exploded and the gentle breeze
Enveloped it
Dispersing its aura
To all and sundry
It flowed through the stink
And washed out its mess
It passed by the dirt
And cleaned out its stench
Mama's spaghetti
Such is its magic
Blindfolding nostrils
Exploding rainbows
Enveloped it
Dispersing its aura
To all and sundry
It flowed through the stink
And washed out its mess
It passed by the dirt
And cleaned out its stench
Mama's spaghetti
Such is its magic
Blindfolding nostrils
Exploding rainbows
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NON-FICTION PROSE
Published
23rd May 2017 11:56pm
23rd May 2017 11:56pm
I AM ME
February 2016
I'm going away and
It's uncertain if I'll return
I'm taking a vacation
From
MYSELF
July
Several months after the proposed vacation from myself, I made a tangible discovery, being ME drives me dangerously close to craziness but trying not to be ME is too weird and unnatural that I've almost been run over the edge.
Being who I am isn't as bad as I thought. There is a lot of wisdom in the saying that you don't know the value of what you have until you lose it, or better still, take a vacation from it.
In my little time out,I...
I'm going away and
It's uncertain if I'll return
I'm taking a vacation
From
MYSELF
July
Several months after the proposed vacation from myself, I made a tangible discovery, being ME drives me dangerously close to craziness but trying not to be ME is too weird and unnatural that I've almost been run over the edge.
Being who I am isn't as bad as I thought. There is a lot of wisdom in the saying that you don't know the value of what you have until you lose it, or better still, take a vacation from it.
In my little time out,I...
629 reads
3 Comments
LOVE POEM
Published
17th May 2017 5:38pm
17th May 2017 5:38pm
TELL ME MY TALES
I let you in my head
As I pour out my mind
I let you hear the screams that I whisper
I let you see the scar that I hide
I hope you feel the courage in my stories
I hope you see the tears on my cheeks
I look at you and wonder why your eyes are glazed
Could it be my story that touch you so deeply?
Could it be my hurt that made you forlorn?
Or you were only staring, lost in other thoughts
Or you were only gazing not hearing a word
Prove to me you care
Prove to me you hear
Tell it to me my dear
Tell me...
As I pour out my mind
I let you hear the screams that I whisper
I let you see the scar that I hide
I hope you feel the courage in my stories
I hope you see the tears on my cheeks
I look at you and wonder why your eyes are glazed
Could it be my story that touch you so deeply?
Could it be my hurt that made you forlorn?
Or you were only staring, lost in other thoughts
Or you were only gazing not hearing a word
Prove to me you care
Prove to me you hear
Tell it to me my dear
Tell me...
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OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
21st Mar 2017 11:54am
21st Mar 2017 11:54am
Toom Troths
(To the accompaniment of song and drums- "Oluronbi")
The hollow of hearts
Filled with joy
Leaps and soars
And the mouth speaks
The fullness of hearts
Drained in sorrow
Dry and sapless
And the mouth speaks
Oaths and vows
Pledges and promises
The assurance of vanity
When the mouth speaks
Tomorrow is a mystery
Promises begat misery
Weeping and wailing
When the mouth speaks
( Oluronbi is from a Nigerian folktale about a woman who promised her only child to a god- she was sorry when...
The hollow of hearts
Filled with joy
Leaps and soars
And the mouth speaks
The fullness of hearts
Drained in sorrow
Dry and sapless
And the mouth speaks
Oaths and vows
Pledges and promises
The assurance of vanity
When the mouth speaks
Tomorrow is a mystery
Promises begat misery
Weeping and wailing
When the mouth speaks
( Oluronbi is from a Nigerian folktale about a woman who promised her only child to a god- she was sorry when...
715 reads
6 Comments
UPBEAT INSPIRATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2017 9:45am
17th Mar 2017 9:45am
OUR LOVE IS FOREVER
14/ 02/16
(Written in commemoration of St Valentine's day- For a love that is and is not)
It caught us unawares
And like someone who has been in a trance
We were jolted back to life
The sting of Cupid's arrow
Marked us for an eternal love
Mesmerising love in great proportions
Sometimes scary, Sometimes overwhelming
Never seen but always felt
Our love is in the air
In every breathing moment
Our love is in the sky
Always above our heads
Our love is in the sun
It shines its light on us
Our love is...
(Written in commemoration of St Valentine's day- For a love that is and is not)
It caught us unawares
And like someone who has been in a trance
We were jolted back to life
The sting of Cupid's arrow
Marked us for an eternal love
Mesmerising love in great proportions
Sometimes scary, Sometimes overwhelming
Never seen but always felt
Our love is in the air
In every breathing moment
Our love is in the sky
Always above our heads
Our love is in the sun
It shines its light on us
Our love is...
914 reads
10 Comments
OBSERVATIONAL POEM
Published
17th Mar 2017 8:40am
17th Mar 2017 8:40am
ABANDONED
The sight of poor Grandmothers
With graying hairs
and wrinkled skin
The sight of poor Grandmothers
With sunken eyes
And parched lips
The sight of poor Grandmothers
With soot-filled nails
And cracked soles
The sight of poor Grandmothers
With teary eyes on road sides
The sight of poor Grandmothers
Impoverished and alone
Makes my heart bleed
And leave me wondering
Where are their children?
With graying hairs
and wrinkled skin
The sight of poor Grandmothers
With sunken eyes
And parched lips
The sight of poor Grandmothers
With soot-filled nails
And cracked soles
The sight of poor Grandmothers
With teary eyes on road sides
The sight of poor Grandmothers
Impoverished and alone
Makes my heart bleed
And leave me wondering
Where are their children?
568 reads
4 Comments
SELF POEM
Published
16th Mar 2017 10:05pm
16th Mar 2017 10:05pm
UNCHAINED
Looking forward to pleasing nightmares
And counting the stars of doom
I navigate joyfully the dungeons of depression
Merry go round the perimeters of shame
I run carefree and wild
I cannot be tamed
For I find tranquility in the midst of chaos
And counting the stars of doom
I navigate joyfully the dungeons of depression
Merry go round the perimeters of shame
I run carefree and wild
I cannot be tamed
For I find tranquility in the midst of chaos
743 reads
7 Comments
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