by KREATIVE DIADEM | Apr 10, 2017 | NIGERIAN POEMS, POEMS
INTERVIEW TO BE FELA’S NEW ASSISTANT
by Kanyinsola Olorunnisola
—01
your tunes have parted me into broken waters
searching for their own name in the tongue of
Oya, the goddess whose wisdom can pacify
the thirst of a sojourner on a quest for history,
for the lineage of family, for the home of memory
—02
we have heard it said time and again
that those who do not leave their houses
never find their homes, for the origin
of my blood is planets and footsteps away
and your tunes, which shattered me into pieces
have brought me back into one cacophonous cohesion
—03
let me be your disciple, your only family,
my friends say I deify you but no one understands
that when you have been broken once by a song,
only the minstrel can make you whole again.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Kanyinsola Olorunnisola is a poet, essayist and writer of fiction. He writes from Ibadan, Nigeria. His writings border on the themes of unease, racism, colonialism, terror and all things familiar to the black folk. He describes his art as that specialized literary alchemy which aims to extract beauty from the frail commonplaceness of words.
His experimental works have appeared or are shortcoming on such platforms as Brittle Paper, Kalahari Review, Bombay Review, Lunaris Review, African Writer, Sprinng.org, Authorpedia, Kreative Diadem, Parousia Magazine and Sampad International Journal. He was the 2016 recipient of the Albert Jungers Poetry
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Feb 28, 2017 | POEMS
To a Friendly Brother
…for Bashir
Friends in arm
Brothers for life
Forbidding harm
Chesting the knife
Staying up late
Discussing dreams
Saving the date
With lightened beams
Crushing off bugs
Covering with clothes
Giving tight hugs
Roaming ghettoes
Brothers in arm
Friends for life
Under a charm
For friendly strife
Living off youth
In risky strides
The cult of truth
Stemming the tides
And ganging up
Against the world
Raising the cup
To reason’s twirled
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 a recent graduate of the University of Ibadan. He tweets @platolaw and can be reached via asiaquad@gmail.com.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Feb 14, 2017 | POEMS
—01
Dear Daddy,
Mommy does not smile anymore,
Her eyes no longer light up with joy.
I remember nights when she cried herself sore,
And I have realized that,
We would go on,
After you,
Without you,
We would go on.
Though something beautiful dwells inside us,
—02
Dear Daddy,
It has been eighteen years and counting.
I can barely remember your face,
Ivie is an adult now and doubting
if she ever heard your voice or felt your gaze,
It is hard but, we shall go on
after you,
Without you, through the years
of pain and raw bewilderment,
—03
Dear Daddy,
We struggled to eat from day to day,
Pangs of hunger, the scourge of kwashiorkor.
We had no place to lay
our heads,
and we thought you would walk through that door.
We survived and
we shall go on
after you.
Without you, we will heal,
Though love may labor in the heart,
The loss conceals the joy.
—04
Dear Daddy,
I am grown now, and I cannot forget
How other children laughed at me,
Prize-giving days when you were absent,
Birthdays you did miss, tears you did not see,
So much pain, but
we shall go on
after you,
Without you, life goes on,
But neither hope nor happiness
may undo what you have done.
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
‘Bukola Ibirogba is a recent graduate of Law from the University of Ibadan. She draws inspiration for her poetry from her love for God and everyday issues.
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Sep 6, 2016 | POEMS
YOU LIED TO ME, SWEETHEART
Hey, sweetheart you lied to me
You lied to me
You said it would be better some fine day
And night would be less dark one fine day
But you lied to me sweetheart
every single day
Life doesn’t get better in any coming way
You lied to me, sweetheart
Hey, Life
You are my sweetheart
where have you got lost, sweetheart?
You knocked at the doors of my dreams, sweetheart
And You hid yourself, sweetheart
Stop childish games sweetheart
Stop kidding me, sweetheart
Embrace my breaths
Release me from pains
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Hey, Life
You are my sweetheart
Kiss me when I sleep
Lift me to some peace
Give me hopes to hold on to you sweetheart
Hey, Life
You used to be my sweetheart
Still
You lied to me, sweetheart,
Don’t lie to me sweetheart,
Anymore
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Vihasi Shah is an Indian lady with vision and mission. Constant learner and human with utmost humanity who wants to put a smile on everyone’s face and wants to see world as one and combined lovable artistic place to live.
Lawyer in process, company secretary, writer, anchor, teacher, and volunteer. You can have a cool sneak peak at some of my works by paying a visit to my blog – https://everlastingsmilewisdom.wordpress.com
by KREATIVE DIADEM | Aug 18, 2016 | POEMS
THE GREAT DIVIDER
Thousands of years ago
Before we touched the world
Our fathers felt a need
That spanned beyond learning
And extended the realms of curiosity
It was a search for tenable answers
To questions that still disturb us
The theories we expounded
To attempt insoluble puzzles
Left trails of confusion
As to the river of existence
The permanent lacunae
The horizonless horizon
Led us to a dilemmic juncture
To the left there was no river
On the right a sinuous stream
Some steps shunned the stream
Others plunged into its intricacies
In the bid to unveil its mysteries
There arose the Great Divider
Like a flashlight of diverse rays
She seemed to clear all doubts
We then called her “religion”
The endless ladder to God
One could say she was harmless
She had always been
Till the day of her exaltation
When we sacrificed our brethren
On the altars of our differences
Forgetting the essence of humanity
Is in living and dying for each other
And to all worshippers is one river
Enjoyed through diverse lenses
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
Chuks Obi is a law student at the University of Ibadan. He has written poems and articles which have been published in magazines and anthologies, both online and in print. His poems fulfill a duty to humanity; soothing wounds with the wonders of words.
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