TELL DARKEN WEST

TELL DARKEN WEST

 

“Go Soul the body’s guest

   Upon a thankless arrant

       Fear not to touch the best

         The truth shall be thy warrant

             Go, since I needs must die

                 And give the world the lie.”

Sir Walter Raleigh- Soul’s Errand.

 

TELL DARKEN WEST

Say to the West they stink

And smears of filth

Tell, Convention fades like blink

Tell Bravery ’tis but myth.

 

Warn War of holocaust

Chide Strategy ’tis mere prank

Tell Peace it lies nought

When its rod faileth to spank.

 

Cry to Light it’s thin

And laxeth in its shine

Tell, Democracy can’t win

Unless with Villainy dine.

 

Tell Darken West!

Tell Darken West!

Tell Psychopath He commends

And makes his fawn

Tell Awe of unsungness it mends

Tell Sun to trail when Flattery’s done.

 

Say to Faiths they gleam

On their sacred way man leaves dirty spoor

Say to the proud stream

It flows, oe’rflows and banes the moor.

 

Tell Courage it prateth

And flees when it’s the meanest

Rebuke Fate it wasteth

Tell strength it’s not the strongest.

 

Tell fatigue it’s mean

When this Truth thou harbinger

Tell, resilience is near

Near, near and nearer

As it drifts towards matyrs’ isle

Tell nudists there’s mantle.

 

When thou hast uttered thy foretellings

And lay bare their loomy goriness

Fear not their yellings

Till you saunder Oneness

Whence lieth their bestness

Exhume conscience from ashes of shyness!

Thou Soul, body’s guest

Fear not but torch Darken West!

 

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Agbaakin Oluwatoyosi Jeremiah is a law undergraduate of the Premier University, University of Ibadan. Born on the 9th of April, 1994 in Ikire, Osun state, he is an active pressman in the university community where he heads the news unit in his hall press organization. During his secondary days, he won many essay competitions, performed poetry for state programs and participated in many literary activities.

He is not relenting as he keeps writing especially on his blog: muselord.wordpress.com. Apart from his keen love for legal studies, he has burning passion for writing fantasy novels, poems,and on philosophy. Battle Scar, a novel about the Biafran war was published to his credit on the top online forum in Nigeria, Nairaland in 2013 and it received a wide read.

I believe in fighting for integrity and justice at all cost as the noble laureate, Wole Soyinka rightly said “The man dies in all who keep silent in the face of
tyranny” and a legendary Judge once established that justice must not only be done but be manifestly and undoubtedly seen to be done.

THE MOMENT I SAW YOU

THE MOMENT I SAW YOU

THE MOMENT I SAW YOU

 

The moment I saw you,
Sitting under the oak tree,
Running to catch the bus,
In the coffee shop,
I knew I had to have you.
This may sound ridiculous to you,
But it’s true none the less,
I loved you from that moment.
You occupy my thoughts day and night
I spend my days thinking about you,
Working behind the scenes to make your life beautiful

I saw you!

I saw you!

 

 

Wondering when my love for you would become apparent to you.
Remember that time you almost missed your lecture,
I’m the one who helped you make it in the nick of time.
Or the time you were depressed and on the brink of giving up,
I sent your friend to call you and cheer you up.
There are too many instances for me to recount them all.
Beloved, I love you with everything within me
I have called you by name
I have chosen you
Even when you did not know me
Or care to know me.
At the risk of being rejected,
I offer you my life
I want us to live forever in love and harmony
To go through life in sync with one another
It may take time for you to love me
But I don’t mind waiting
Your love is worth it.
I eagerly await your response.

 

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Sinmi Aiyelaagbe is a medical student who has enjoyed reading from a young age. She occasionally writes poems and short stories.

SHOULD I TELL OR NOT

SHOULD I TELL OR NOT

SHOULD I TELL OR NOT?

Washed in his blood and forgiven all absolutes,
Here I stand saved and sanctified,
Sticks and stones the enemy hurls at me
Yet I forge on in this pilgrims journey
Perfection is the goal, crown of glory the prize,
The future seems bleak, my faith yet rises
Hope birthed in me like a ray of light in darkness
The savior is ever near and faithful

 

He has no record of failure
I cling on tightly to his hem, sailing to glory
Of this I must certainly tell
As my inward parts cannot withhold
The laudation my heart seems to render

 

Should I tell or not?

Should I tell or not?

The mercy of our God is real
Birthing salvation for the lost soul
His forgiveness and pardon are absolute
Shall I tell of him further? How can I not tell.
Hear ye people, how great is my God!
I ride on the wings of grace
Clothed with favour as with a shield
Showered with blessings and led by the Spirit
Loved divinely and exceedingly above all human comprehension
An Ingrate shall I be if I tell not

 

 

My God, your love I proclaim to the ends of the earth
Shall ye tell it further or not?
Go tell it on the mountain, over the hills and valleys
Let it be heard in Africa, Asia and all the lands
His death was final and the price paid in full
Alas, victory is ours by reason of His resurrection
Join me to proclaim the joyful song of salvation story.

 

 

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

BAMISEBI Adetiloye is a young intelligent Petroleum engineer and an alumnus of the University of Ibadan. I am a man of many parts who believes in the mantra “Seeth thou a man diligent in his works, he shall stand before kings…” Hence I strive for excellence in all I do.

Writing comes to me often as burst of inspirational words in my spirit and I try to put them down to share with others. I love sports and I have a passion for leadership. God is everything to me because I am a product of his grace, favour and mercy.

A must attend for you, if you are in Umuahia

A must attend for you, if you are in Umuahia

MY HEART SHAKES WITH FEAR

MY HEART SHAKES WITH FEAR

 

MY HEART SHAKES WITH FEAR

My heart shakes with fear
Of losing someone so dear
The one for whom I care

You own my heart
Please do not tear it apart
From where should I again start?

Now my nights are so long
And my pain is so strong
For to you does my heart belong

You’ve been my source of peace
Into my life you brought bliss
Now all I want to say is please

Fear is terrible!

Fear is terrible!

With you my heart is secure
To my aching heart you’re the cure
Because you came with a heart so pure

Your attributes are sublime
Good qualities prime
The best of your time

So do not leave me alone
Living life on my own
Please pity my sober tone

 

 

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

Durodola Folarin Quadri. Born on the first of January 1991. I attended the university of Ibadan as a student of Agricultural and Environmental Engineering. Editor-in-Chief of the departmental press organisation. I like books and one of the best I ever read was Living, Loving and Learning by Professor Felice Leonardo Buscaglia. I enjoy sports and computer games. Poetry gives me succour when I write about how I feel. Most times I write based on real situations because they inspire me more than imagination. I’m quiet and sometimes I’m being labelled as shy, while some simply say I’m an introvert.

MORTAL BODY

MORTAL BODY

MORTAL BODY

Dead, they died
And then, we cried
Morrow we wake
But we see their fake

Mouth have I sealed
lord have I seen
Morrow I wake
But I see their fake

The one I know smiles
No talking, nor grinning, there in the tomb his body lies
But then to be save
We made for the grave

Grave - the home of the dead

Grave – the home of the dead

Hear it to your inside
Live it O ye mastermind
A soul is it that  you give
To the grave we put and we leave

ABOUT THE AUTHOR

I  was born on 19th Feb. 1996. I hail from Ikire the land of Dodo, Osun state. I attended Holy Cross Catholic Primary School, Ikire. Having graduated, I was admitted to  Saint Augustine’s Commercial Grammar School where I was elected as the Social prefect boy of my set. I was then one of the competitors group, a group said to be the community of the intellectuals. Having succeeded in the secondary school, I opted to study Medicine in the great citadel of knowledge; The Lagos State University, Ojo which was successful but to a different course, Physics.

 

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