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 Nov 2018 devi
She Writes
Sunrise
 Nov 2018 devi
She Writes
I awoke to a sunrise so beautiful
Monet himself dare not
Attempt to capture its beauty
 Nov 2018 devi
eileen
I hate sundays
 Nov 2018 devi
eileen
tomorrow you will carry my corpse
I won't say goodbye
10w
 Nov 2018 devi
eileen
Don't calculate me
pretend to know me

There's no understanding
for my broken love

Love
My love

It's the ending of November
Rain
Wind
Leaves

Standing under a red tree
Crying
let me go to sleep
wake me up in April

All I see is green love
Love
My love

This life treats me like a stranger

Don't pretend to know the meaning of my words
If so you're in danger

Stop stop stop stop talking

You're not the one

You know nothing
 Nov 2018 devi
Day
Feeling dumb
 Nov 2018 devi
Day
Please forgive my silence.

I don't know where to start.

My voice cannot project
the volume of my heart.
*mute
 Nov 2018 devi
She Writes
Your lips on my neck
And your hand between my thighs
Is better than any antidepressant
A dr could prescribe
 Nov 2018 devi
Fortune maine
If Nigeria was a book,
It will be as big as an oxford English dictionary
Cause, our problems alone will be too many to write down
There won’t be any table of contents
Just like that old song goes, “everywhere jaga jaga”.

If Nigeria was a book,
Readers will never be leaders
Instead, they become cheerleaders when it’s election season flaunting brooms and umbrellas over their heads.

If Nigeria was a book,
The book itself will be imported
Each word will be written in red
If you get to read in between the lines you will find corruption on every single page.

If Nigeria was a book,
You wouldn’t want to read it, you would say “nothing come out”
But yet
The book defines us
It is our home
It is our pride
Our remedy is still in the book.


Fortune Maine
Nigeria a country located in west Africa...
If Nigeria was a book... Enjoy like and share
 Nov 2018 devi
Shamai
I never knew that I could write
A poem of any length
And yet it’s here that I have found
Some joy and inner strength

The words flow out I know I’m heard
I tweak things ‘till they rhyme
The words from pen speak from the heart
It doesn’t take much time

I know that I could do much more
Than penning on the paper
And yet this feels so good inside
Prance, frolic and a caper

So join, I did, this small group here
And poems I have been sighting
And reading words that others share
Enjoying others writing

So thank you for this fine group here
As friends we all are making
I’m laughing and I’m having fun
New experiences I am taking
 Nov 2018 devi
Hathere
Strut
 Nov 2018 devi
Hathere
So, what if I do
This
?
I woke with these words
Upon my lips...

Ask you
What does it Mean?

When will we Stop being
Slaves to our feathers
...
When will we stop being slaves to our feathers?
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