by KREATIVE DIADEM | Mar 21, 2015 | POEMS
POISON TONGUE
To stay, would’ve have wished
at least for years more
Had it not been for the deceiver
Who my presence values not
They were here
Others were
She, a roaring lion chased them
The bird in the air
Had pity due to moans, endless groans
To their destiny it escorted them
now they sing Hallelujah!
Take heed as i say
That of her whisper this night past,
I heard, it was all lies
Sadly, in them you did swim
And demonised my sanity
But i won’t speak of innocence
I leave it to the Almighty
Time is a just judge
it will tell
Deceitful tongue
By the break of dawn
It came back, the bird did
Sung me a sweet lullaby
Said i had to prepare
For the journey to homeland
Where those relatives
that went before me
keep singing, Hallelujah!
Ask not why am leaving
When you never questioned
my stay
It means nothing when
It was her presence that mattered
Her words were pleasing to your sight
In them, you searched for truth
Not in mine, so go to her
How will i say Adieu
To the many seasons under your
tutelage, Father?
You’ve been the best
Though ‘ve seen the worst
From the other body
you call your own
‘Her tongue spits poison’
Label her a demigod
Reward you for that she will
To her earthly throne
Enshrined in her constitution
Is freedom of the only kind
‘Freedom of worship’
Not to anyone
But to her dictatorship
It was a vision
Arising from the sole reason;
Pain, pain and more pain
I exit parental guidance
And enter bachelorhood
In this other world
i am the captain of my Ship
if it sails backwards,
i will have myself to blame…
By me, The God Centered Poet
About the Author
Wisdom Henry Magomero Uledi Studied Law at Staff Development Institute in Blantyre, Malawi. He is now The Publicity Secretary For The Church of Central Africa Presbyterian Youth Urban Ministry (CCAPYUM) resident in Malawi’s Capital, Lilongwe. The Spoken Word Poet is sobriqueted as “The God Centered Poet” For His recitals do the linking of souls by bringing them to Christ,in heavens wing..
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Mar 17, 2015 | POEMS
GIRL I LOVED YOU ONCE
Girl I loved you once
And that was before you showed me
A part of you which I never knew
Bitter lessons I then drew
Girl I loved you once
And that was before
You showed me your waist
And granted the green lights
That I could proceed had I preferred
Girl I loved you once
And that was before
We went to hebalium gardens
Where you exposed your tits
And thighs plus calculated sighs
For the touch I had maneuvered
Was flailing and hot
Girl I loved you once
And that was before
You made me see your navel
So that I would marvel
And get into the mood
Of evading the virgin waters
The wet of places never dry
Girl I loved you once
And that was before
Our spirituality was dwindling
Dreaming nasty dreams
Got attacked by demonic spirits
In the process
These evils gave them access
Girl I loved you once
And was determined to die for us
But your angelic voice
Turned out inviting but immoral
As we made those late night calls
Girl I loved you once
And that was before I realised
We were but living in sin
Then I no longer gave you affection
At a time you still expressed passion
Thus you threatened to quit
Due to lack of attention
Girl I loved you once
And that was before
We felt the guilty conscience
Then i figured out why
Heaven never smiled at us
And Oh girl! It all emanated
From the poisoned kiss
The strip tease
The lusts of the flesh
we wanted to please
But girl, though I loved you once
This is our last chance
Before we entirely forget about us
and embark a journey on separate ways
Let’s also forget about sin
and many a worldly invention
As each one works out their own salvation
And to you girl who I loved once
This poem to you should be my last
So let it teach you something
Albeit we have a common past
But sharing God’s word is a must
For eternal salvation is kept for those
Who in Christian walk remain steadfast
By me, The Whum Hero and Of course The God Centered Poet
About the Author
Wisdom Henry Magomero Uledi Studied Law at Staff Development Institute in Blantyre, Malawi. He is now The Publicity Secretary For The Church of Central Africa Presbyterian Youth Urban Ministry (CCAPYUM) resident in Malawi’s Capital, Lilongwe. The Spoken Word Poet is sobriqueted as “The God Centered Poet” For His recitals do the linking of souls by bringing them to Christ,in heavens wing..
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Mar 11, 2015 | POEMS
Piercing Arrows
These are friends of mine
I don’t go in
I go out
Out of their private lives
Out of their selfish desires
This one is Christina
A journalist
She is gem
A lady of class
She is very religious
Don’t mind what you heard
Between her and the pastor
Of Rutherene Church down the road
They just like each other
But question the finance minister
Who comes to her place on Saturday nights
Selfish thoughts
Oh! Meet Julian
A Shopkeeper at Wulian
Remember that suit mommy wore
At my Graduation
She bought it from there at discount
Everyone thinks she is heaven sent
And I must not lose her
But one day I will
For real
Imagine, she insists we go clubbing on friday nights
Get intoxicated by those disco lights
Then what??? What?? Tell me
Yes! You’ve seen her before
She is so cute, is she not?
That’s Talia
redoing her M.S.C.E
They told her it’s the only way
she can make it to the bar
No no no no…as in BAR
Nothing great is easy you know
She just have to cut down on pills
And abortions
They will escort her to the grave
as young as she is
Ehem! And Triza as well
She is still in college
Working hard to become
What she is becoming
I love her the most
Still got to deal with her rage
It sucks at times
And not good for her profession
It is all mine!
These are friends of mine
I don’t go in
I go out
Out of their private lives
Out of their selfish desires
(By me, The God Centered Poet)
About the Author
Wisdom Henry Magomero Uledi Studied Law at Staff Development Institute in Blantyre, Malawi. He is now The Publicity Secretary for the Church of Central Africa Presbyterian Youth Urban Ministry (CCAPYUM) resident in Malawi’s Capital, Lilongwe. The Spoken Word Poet is sobriqueted as “The God Centered Poet” For His recitals do the linking of souls by bringing them to Christ, in heavens wing.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Mar 9, 2015 | POEMS
DELIVERING MY PREGNANCY!
Am Pregnant! Yes Pregnant! And For You!
I tried an abortion but failed like a coup
Pregnant like a dove not like a turtle-dove
Not with a child but with your subtle-love
Pregnant like the succulent grasses of the rain forest
I’m lost in the amazing maze of mesmerizing interest
Pregnant like the clouds about to pour with zest
I’m lost in my conquest to find your love on hillcrests
I have been arrested beaten and molested
By the gods of interest and the demons of pursuit
Yet I never give up to pain and despair
Though I have a sprain yet I ascend your stairs
Not to rest but to deliver my pregnancy
Not in discrepancy but with all decency
I have the tendency to fail but all I ask is clemency
from your heart and soul where I hope there is vacancy
Delivering my pregnancy
I have climbed the highest hills
Just to tell you how I feel
I have crossed the largest seas
Just to show you the future I see
I Have lived in valleys
Just to express my values
I have hunted for miles
Just to see you full of smiles
The winds of love bend the branches of my heart in one direction
The tides of your affection leave me with fondness as infection
The sun of your feelings hit me hard like electrons
The rainstorms of passion sting me like injections
In Pains yet in pleasure
In deserted plains yet I find you to treasure
Tho my emotions mount pressure
Yet I endeavor to give you leisure
Your lips is sweeter than refined colostrum
Your heartbeat is more sonorous than my subtle drums
Your skin is as cool and tender as the morning dew
Your words taste as sweet as the African woman’s stew
Forget Zuma and Abuja come with me to Kilimanjaro
Let me swear my love in the presence of Cupid’s arrow
Let us have an exchange of hearts and rings
Lets us leave my kins and live as queen and king.
Words would try, but ail
Verses would aim but fail
Thousands of poems may be to no avail
But let not your heart be veiled
Lovers may say; “till death do us part”
But I say; even death cannot cross our path
Just like a pair of dice
This love will toss us to paradise.
PREGNANCY OF FEELINGS FINALLY DELIVERED!—POTIUS SERO QUAM NUMQUAM [BETTER LATE THAN NEVER]
—TIJANI, Oluwamayowa Emmanuel!
About the Author
His prowess as the poet, writer and administrator saw him through as the editor-in-Chief of the much revered Mellanby Hall Press organization, (The first Hall of residence in any sub-saharan University). As the Editor-in-Chief, he drove the organization to being the best Press organization on campus in 2013[UCJ, CAMPUS TIMES AWARDS], as he was also awarded most outstanding Pressman for 2013 and 2014 (Campus Times award and JCI FOPA).
As a witty public speaker, Tijani became arguably the finest speaker on any Nigerian campus, following his win at the Nigerian Championship of Public Speaking (Abuja 2013). Till his exit from the University of Ibadan, he stood out as the university’s finest satirist via his numerous political prosaic renditions on and off social media. Tijani is currently serving his fatherland as a practising Journalist who wants the best for his country.
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by KREATIVE DIADEM | Mar 9, 2015 | POEMS
WOMAN – A MAN OF MANY PARTS
A caring heart free of wiles,
Screams of pain masked by decorous smiles,
Soothing than the warmth of tiles,
Refreshing than the waters of Nile,
A complete being yet divided,
Shared in the hearts of children birthed,
In pieces of cakes digested,
In plates of knowledge consumed,
Woman – man of many parts
Selfless to remember all,
Follows her hubby to the ball,
Rescues her children from a fall,
Fills the house with goodies from the mall,
Rises from bed before dawn,
Wakes all in the midst of yawn,
Beautifies the house like a mowed lawn,
Renders hunger as a mere pawn,
Gentle as a dove,
Sharing petals of love,
A haven of protection like a proven cove,
Stretching her hand to express love,
P.S.: Happy International Women’s day to all women who have desired to embrace greatness.
About the Author
Osho Samuel Adetunji is a graduate of Mechanical Engineering from Nigeria’s premier University, University of Ibadan. He is a poet, a blogger, a Public Speaker, an on air personality with a knack for short stories, inspirational articles and poems. He is a great thinker, creative and dexterous young man who does not only believe in excellence but also extols the tenets of discipline, hard work and effectiveness. He is an award-winning individual who is multifaceted and consistently measures success by effective impact.
He is a writer per excellence with articles published on VAVANE AFRICA, THE SCOOPNG, KONNECT AFRICA, Paarapo and Home zone media. He co-founded THE COURTROOM in 2012 with Tijani Mayowa. He is the founder of KREATIVE DIADEM, a new initiative which kicked off on March 1, 2015.
He is an inspirational young man who is addicted to going an extra mile in all facets of life. He is also a lover of football, tennis and boxing. You can follow him on Twitter with the handle: @inisamosho.
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