by KREATIVE DIADEM | Sep 9, 2015 | POEMS
♠A SILENT VOID ♠
Voidness pervades my empty soul
Sadness drums for my legs to dance
The endless longing for your presence
Sings melodious dirges to my heart
I stand at this troubled crossroad looking down the path you took
Will you ever come back?
To the waiting embrace of my caring arms
Shielding you away from those biting rays.
Memories rain sorrow on my being
And endless thoughts of you crumble my wills.
Silent void
I was a prisoner
Trapped in the barricaded walls of your arms
And I was happy, for you filled my life
With the silent touching of your smile…
Not long, Death came and pushed me out of there
And I was left with emptiness
Because I have emptied my life in you.
The pallbearers, carried my joy shoulder high
To an eternal chasm
Now, I am free, living for nothing
And I was left with emptiness
And I was left with a silent void.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Oredola Ibrahim, the winner of Inspiring Brilliance Foundation National Poetry Award 2012, believes in poetry as a tool for self discovery and ultimately, a potential tool for national transformation. His poetry delves into popular themes like politics, love and inspiration. Oredola Ibrahim is the convener of WhatsApp Poetry Contest, a periodic competition organized on the platform of “The Penclan Initiative” (www.penclan.com). He is a campus journalist, a student-entrepreneur and a web designer. He’s currently a student of the University of Ibadan. He tweets @platolaw and can be reached via asiaquad@gmail.com.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Aug 27, 2015 | POEMS
♠A VOID SONG♠
“Those who wish to sing always find a song. At the touch of a lover,
everyone becomes a poet” – Plato
Void song!
Karima,
Mine, is a supplication of wordless rhymes
Nurtured by loneliness and the warmth
Of straying thoughts
Can I wait any further?
On this interminable road of endless love
The emissaries of bashful beams
Have refused to bring the message of peace
And my helpless heart continues to host
The banquet for ranging wars.
Now, I sit at the slopping edge of a bated breath
Flipping through the pages of a hacked off memory
Searching for a song
Searching for the calming chorus of your words.
My path is deserted tonight,
No traces of a wayfarer lurking behind the trees
No footsteps to drum of yesterdays
Yesterdays’ haunting memories of cuddlesome games.
This night is silent
Singing the songs of loneliness
And I follow suit
Singing for the dawn.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Oredola Ibrahim, the winner of Inspiring Brilliance Foundation
National Poetry Award 2012, believes in poetry as a tool for self
discovery and ultimately, a potential tool for national transformation. His poetry delves into popular themes like politics, love and inspiration. Oredola Ibrahim is the convener of WhatsApp Poetry Contest, a periodic competition organized on the platform of “The Penclan Initiative” (www.penclan.com). He is a campus journalist, a student-entrepreneur and a web designer. He’s currently a student of the University of Ibadan. He tweets @platolaw and can be reached via asiaquad@gmail.com.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Aug 19, 2015 | POEMS
[HOMELESS DREAMS]
For the internally displaced…
I
I wake up to the silent tonalities
Of homeless voices
I see dreams trudge along
In clothless rags
I watch weary people look out
For the rays of hopeless days
I feel my heart crying out loud
To save the desiccated agony of these helpless faces…
II
But this is my land
This is where I belong
This is where I took my first step
As a lovely child clutching to my father’s dream…
But this is my land
This is where I belong
This is where I took my first strike
With my hoe eating deep into mother earth…
But this is my land
This is where I belong
This is where I slept and dreamt
Singing in the language of the stars…
But… this is my land!
My
Ho –
me
Was
Here..
.
A homeless man with big dreams.
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III
Too late.
I was drenched in the reality of my plight
The heartless ambiguity of my ‘home’
In one quick swipe of insurgency
I was given the suffix of a hell
‘less’…
Just like the gliding fish
Buried under the euphoria of curling waves
But,
who after a light lunch…
Woke up to the waves of boiling steams
The heartless ambiguity of ‘home’ –
Water and hot water.
IV
Homeless…
Like the birds flying over a turbulent ocean
With no trees around to make their nests.
Homeless…
Like the helpless fish
Gliding with no will in the cooking pot
Homeless…
Like a fugitive murderer
Running away from flashlights and hungry dogs
Homeless…
Like a swarm of bees driven from their skep
By aggressive bulldozers in their heartless rides
Homeless…
Like the bush rats
Smoked out of comfort by the hungry fire
Homeless…
Like a lost explorer driven to a lonely shore
By the anger of a terrible tempest…
Homeless…
Like a madman condemned to an endless journey
By a heartless mind…
Homeless,
like me
D
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S
P
L
A
C
E
D
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ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Oredola Ibrahim, the winner of Inspiring Brilliance Foundation National Poetry Award 2012, believes in poetry as a tool for self discovery and ultimately, a potential tool for national transformation. His poetry delves into popular themes like politics, love and inspiration. Oredola Ibrahim is the convener of WhatsApp Poetry Contest, a periodic competition organized on the platform of “The Penclan Initiative” (www.penclan.com). He is a campus journalist, a student-entrepreneur and a web designer. He’s currently a student of the University of Ibadan. He tweets @platolaw and can be reached via asiaquad@gmail.com.
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