Word To The World

Heart Knows Its Worth. Heart knows its want Whenever I breathe and pant, Air that tickles the flair Around my flat eyes and ears. Sway me not with beauty Face me with your pity Flesh me not with desires Its thing that will tire me. Party and concert concerto You play to make a show Waiting for attraction Unaware its source of distraction. Dancing well with the open beads To deceive my power of reason, This came to me as treason Of my body and heart. Listen well to rhythmic sounds, Pianist pushing miami site With the wave of my heartbeat It knows what it wants. Hurricane scale through your face, Yet fighting your way To finish the love race you started, Convinced can make me stay. Wake up and smell the scent Of what the heart truly wants Am not wort neither saint Heart knows its worth. Ayobamiayanfemi@gmail.com

LADIES IN WAITING Girls sailor of men To a heaven called abode. Girls the men den The only light to the road. Girls are the prey Yet men need them to pray For success in their names Progress,happiness and fame. Girl are called to question In the kitchen to cook They committed treason If they refuse been hooked. Virginity are tested for trust To save a date that won't last long Forgotten the strong iron rust, During the men's lust. Moremi the slavery saviour. Yoruba relinquished to her savour Of war and peace she conquered Tell me,if you can recur. Virtue and pride is your price Not this little gems but thrice folds This am occasionally told Before  the time of old. One campaign of women folks Forget the tie of the wrapper fold Stand up and stop clinging like the toad, This will freed you from been sold. Girls ain't men materials Nor the native attires, They weren't created in another planet, Nor in the story of the sky net. Y...

The Soldier You fight in the war for your land. Your mate falls down, you hold his hand. The only thing you can hear are shots. Someone shot him in the neck. You hide behind a bush, You know you need to carry on, But you won't let your mate down. You stay by his side, but then he shuts his eyes. You know you need yo survive And save your life, All for the sake of your daughter and wife. Suddenly you hear a loud bang, followed by a loud peep. You can't shut it down, it is so loud and deep. You go down on your knees and whisper Hallelujah. You clap your hands together and pray. No on in sight, You take out a pic of your daughter and wife. Then you see an enemy in front of you, He shoots and takes your life.                          Poem.by dilay above

Talent TALENT A gift you  didn't buy Crafted in you by the most high Drafted in you for your whole life A gift difficult for you to hide Everyone's bestowed talent(s) Never think you've got none Just because it's still silent Don't ever think you're at loss In the heart of poverty A wealth of talent resides About yourself don't have a fallacy Discover your talent and decide I hope you find this encouraging Don't be left in the dark Wake up and strive Before the world will be blank Make your talent a mentor Before every other folks My talent,I don't hide No one can take it from me,myself and I #becauseiwrite #poetOlatomiwa Adefioyeolatomiwa@gmail.com

 Death The bastard son of sin The one who cant be seen The one who dosent care what you deem Or where you could have been A waster Death The one who creeps in silently And sometimes, maybe violently Snatches away dreams brutally Away from those who guard It jealously Such a waster Death The one that makes people useless Leaving family and friends clueless Making them cry away time in the darkness Making them achieve nothing in their sadness What a waster Death The one that leaves us with regrets About the things We did neglect When We didnt give them their respect Now We keep searching for a way to repent Waster Death I know no one can escape you But please Let us do all We have to do Before you come and take us to - Where you feel is cool For We dont want to get wasted! #poetMojisola #becauseIwrite

African culture Is this my culture Or a mere vulture That seeks for men fortune, During the rain downpour. Is this african capture Or the beginning of rapture That shed its nakedness To swallow covetousness. Is this in my scripture Or kind of a mixture. The combat of the spirit from daughters of jezebel. African culture of beauty Who will tell me what have seen? Beauty of the wolf Clothed in my native wares. Heritage of my culture Been chopped away by vultures That light their ways into nature To be seen as creatures. Black is seen from the eyes Not the shape of the body Or the sight of your butty. Black is beautiful and unruly. Pills and potions are your drugs Herbs and concoctions abandoned. Seeking the white powder Forgotten about our eye lid tiro. Cultural dance step of Africans Has gone to our fathers grave. Admiring the choreography bands Of the white men that enslaved us. Dark beauty,heart mercy. Africans the...