PROMISE WRITES OUTLET

Time flies like a wild fly Rapid growth washed away my early recreation My alter-egos have neglected the old bond Who will rewind the time? Epochs of creativity I built clay and sandy house I am creative with my recreation Even my invented inventory inspired my career I am glad to see my creativity What will inspired my heart? Our family play is awesome We acted like real family We allured ourselves and feed our jaw with sand I sliced my leaflet into currency I care not about the pain that elders will inflicted me B'cause My will is fulfilled. Era of hunting insect and birds I hunted for butterfly like bush-meat I destroyed innocent nest of birds I tend to keep them yet I hurt them   My love kill them  Who will rewind the time? Days of dancing in the rain  With my rip pants, I have no shame My love for rain made me to wet the mat my blanket suffered oceans of rain that I rained. Memories of gifted gifts When My mom bought okirika for me, I wear it like ri...

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  ODE TO AYOOLA KEHINDE Raised from the dust of impurity Battling in the muddy mud of dishonesty Formed from the dust of unrighteousness And born with aridity into the world of wickedness. Humble and rumble in the trembling world He gave no sign until it born an action, his words Climbing from the scratch to the climax Through the slippery and scrambled path, Yet his heart is determined. Lad with enormous goal of dignity Meticulously running the race to raise the flag of integrity Many at times distraction comes like a beautiful demon yet he gave no sign of jerking off. His goal of a true leader has been stamped by the heavenly bodies; No man can counterparts the divine plans He knows the heavens are at work that's why he dine in the presence of his enemies. The lad that serves the masses like his family Giving all in him to see after their happiness He care not about the gain;he walks through fire and shame To make lame names reframe. Blessed with wisdom like king Solomon ...

I'm ready to be your man To stand by your side through fire and cyclone To plan a glorious future with you And build a glamorous castle with you. I'm ready to meliorate our trust On the soild rock of ageist That no flood can wash away No matter the rain and storms Our trust will stand firm. I'm ready to be a river of happiness for you Whenever sadness makes you thirsty I'm ready to fill your heart to the brim with happiness To make you smile when problems roar against you. I'm ready to stick with you forever No beauty or gold will shift my focus I will never part from you like the red sea Because I'm destiny to be with you forever.

My heart melted like an iron Poured around like a split wine I couldn't gather the liquor I remain shattered like a dark room The lighted heart went off when you left without lovely smile. My acolyte, My heart raced like a warhorse I couldn't stop my watery eyes Water gushed out like a beaten rock filling my regrettable ocean when I hurt you very bad. I begrudge you to  embrace me like a prodigal son I want you to shave off my dirty hair Embrocate me with scenic kisses Cloth me with your pure love and trust Clean my tears with your kind words And share your passionate heart with me.

I could remember my eras in crusade Fighting under the angry cloud’s shade We feed on dried bread and herbs We sip water like a toxic wine Dead nights never seem strange to us Our burning torches served as shield In the crispy nights, we energized fire with war songs. Our enemies sleep in the night After their fluke victory in the day, While our candles burned riddles We gathered round our tacticians Planning how to attack our off guards’ foes Even crispy night sticked to plan. We craw in millions of dandelions Like a cursed snake of the garden Our armour shined like diamonds amidst dead grass; It protected us from poisonous crawlers Our swords moved quietly like a lonely child Even the crispy night reinforced us. Our foes are lying in ambush  Yet they are off guard like a suckling child Our swords solemnly slaughtered them They shouted in dying tone, “retreat! Retreat!!” But the clock clicked death for them We are determined to deep-six them. My days in crusade are un...

How can I wish him luck? when my heart is filled with woe How can I say good of him? when he took my pride. Knife of revenge has a sharpened edge, in my heavyhearted heart Waiting for chance to stab him But the world would see mine. He stood on the pulpit to dish undishable food He preached like a good Shepard yet he is bandit His garment flows like Angel of devil Anointed Devil is he. I was taken to his house for prayers But he made me his prey His eyes turns red whenever he sighted me Wanting to leap on me like a leopard. He make sure the good Sheep are no more Before he turn into a villainous wolf And bounce on my careless body He turned me to sex-object. My life becomes miserable with him  He made my life turns to empty shell, Yet People call him " Man Of God"  When he is Senior agent of devil. My pride was blindsided  My hope crushed like egg I'm left to mend my shame is it because I'm an orphan?

Our lips held firmly like a solid rock Our hands held death like glorious future Our life sucked with scummy and dummy We trade our precious life with honey-death. We dwell in poverty and dine with death agent Every ash never told us that our life is popping off Yet we run deep to inhale little happiness Which endure for while. We tend to enjoy yet we endangered our system We roast our system like Suya Oiling it with toxicant tequila. We pop smoke to the world like sango Sarcastic men hailed us "long live god of smoke" When it's hurting us, he smiles in fiery red Squeezing our cheeks like burger and popping our vitality away Oh Men! our deadly achievement kills us more than orca We tend to inhale peace yet it shattered our vitality into pieces.

Life is so unbearable for rootless tree Feeding and habiliment are thorny Was life created abnormally? Why am I created into this fallen earth? My early life was cherubic and propitious I lived in purple and enjoyed the best My parents were loving and caring They made life casual for me. I grew strong and vast in knowledge My parents riches increases everyday Though, I was the only child ; they mollycoddled me  Yet, I was trained in the godly path. A night wrote sadness in my dairy Turning my story around like a chariot I thought the night was a dream not until I saw them entering their last home. Oceans of tears gushed for days. My relative came to took the fleshy part of my father's sweat. Leaving the bone for the dog Some even took from the bone meant for dog And sent the dog out of the fold. I became a poor homeless dog Roaming in the villainous streets I have no roof to cover my head It seems the hell has come before the end. Few days later, I have become a gleaner gleaning ...

He was sent to hell, After he had died in cell, He breathe fire like a igneous dragon, His face is liken to a gorgon. Life was so hard when he was alive, He moves around with poverty and problems in hive, He shares bed with robust bedbugs, His fag wardrobe is filled with mad's togs.  Despite, His riches in poverty, he was holy demon, He walks quietly like an ant, his life is simple, But his grandsire is a great daemon, And he chose to be a wholly holy demon with dimple. He never begged for loaf on the road, All his life is based on poverty's load, Laid at the corner of his heart, His heart can't do apart with the load. One sunlight, A certain purple cheated him, While he was singing his exiguity's hymn, He took the purple to the friend of common man, But his friend became his worst enemy At that moment, his black skin turned tan. He was led to cell, Where men from depth of hell dwell, He became servant of supreme devil in cell, He couldn't bell anyone; He has no see...

Sit me down like your child Open the book of true love Feed me with imputrescible meal Spoonfeed me like newborn baby. Let me sit under your teaching like ancient disciple Let me know the love's principle Open to me the reality of love realm Till my path is lost from lust. Take me down to still water of love Where I can wash my lust away And be purify in the deepest of true love Let me be baptise in the river of love And be anointed with running oil of love. Take me down to the fountain of crystal water Where my thirsty will be quenched like a wild fire Let me fill my heart to the brim Till I thirst no more. Teach me how to love So I can share the gospel love among sadists And fiend that dwell beside river of death thus, they die not in river of death. Teach me how to love I'm warrior who kills for gold And neglected your love  Teach me to be romantic and embraceable Let me conquer your world in our secret field. Teach me how to love I'm a brutal king that gives...

Life is full of principle and law God gave us grace and law Hominids' heart are standing like bat Heretofore Orbit is getting frantic. Our tog is like a harebrained's tog Locomoting in denude tog Hominids admire nakedness Pietistic clothes becomes effluvium. Bagnio becomes sacred mar​tyry Harlotry now a de ​ju​re profession Hombres worship harlot like an idol They pay with their hard earn wam​pum And assimilate the lose in shame.  Brotherhood can't sit to eat on one table If they do; death is calling for them Their blood and flesh will be feast on  Because malignity has blind hominids' eye. Righteous men are falling like a rootless tree No man wants to endure yet they aim for enjoyment They turn veracious creatures to mendacious creatures Ain't we losing it? Orbit has changed from how God made it We're dancing at towards the moratorium ages Where death and destruction dwell.