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Ykings
Ykings
26/M/Nigeria Nothing is impossible,
UKRAINE The blue eyed wolf, prowls to pounce. Forgetting, he was once your brother, Till all went asunder. You are once a pack, till you part. Why **** your brother? To show you are the alpha? What is to gain? In this war of pain. The west roars echoes of sanctions, While fire and brimstone rains, In once a peaceful Ukraine. But, who is to blame? The world is but a stage, WARSAW or NATO, we are all at play, Communism or capitalism, armed with script. Projecting, echoes of our lines. Hero or Villain, there is price to pay.   You may watch afar, But remember the world is a stage. Like characters, we are all at play.
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Feb 25, 2022
Feb 25, 2022 at 5:16 AM UTC
Ukraine
MY VALENTINE Roses are red, Violets are blue To love, oh my heart is due Stung by love, am down with flu Together we stick like glue A clock @ ten past two So in love, I have no clue In the morning your love sets like dew At night my thought dwell on you The smile and the shape of you Burns out old flames and set anew Evening when am out with my crew Suffocated, your love turns me like ***** Surrounded by beauties but nothing to view Addicted to you, call me a jew It's valentine, oh I miss your stew A thousand Roses, my heart pumps to you I'll steal your heart, you can have me sued In captive, hope you miss me too
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Feb 16, 2018
Feb 16, 2018 at 6:47 AM UTC
My Valentine
WINTER IS HERE Close your eyes, ignore the pain. It's just a piece of paper and ink Press your thumb and enjoy the gain Sell your birthright without a blink Eat the porridge and be a slave The firewood of winter was used up in the summer All for nothing, but a temporary comfort Winter is here, the battle for the iron throne is set. famine is in the land, with none to fight Men and horses fell to hunger and cold of the time The battle against corruption is on Youths echo for a change of hands, Yet, dine on porridge with the Lannisters They want a king from the north But they hail the Queen on the throne You can't eat your cake and have it But you can have your cake and eat it Soon the battle for the iron throne will be here With little finger and juicy porridge to share But beware. The night is dark and full of terrors, but the fire burns them all  away
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Jul 15, 2017
Jul 15, 2017 at 4:16 PM UTC
Winter is here
Moulded with fine clay and sand There my beauty ebony princess stand My epitome of beauty, a symbol of perfection An enigma worthy of my adulation Your beauty a mystery even for the gods Almighty Sango, stunned by the spell of your grace Pelts the sky with thunder; your beauty a source of wonder. Son, crucified and forsaken by his father For mortals fall and all seems asunder Your ***** sways, and ravages the earth like a crazed tornado Melting the hardest rock, your smile a consuming volcano Leaving clusters of white diamonds, forged in an African furnace. Saint turn sinner, lusting after your loveliness First turn last, ****** by the medusa of your shape You open your mouth to speak and, Pharaoh with his army fall under your feet Gazumped by your red lips, together with his fleet And Venus watched from olympus your beauty at its peak My Black diamond
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Jun 27, 2017
Jun 27, 2017 at 1:48 PM UTC
Black dianond
You left us sometimes in March                 Leaving us in a cold dark world to match Tears we shed, the world seems to be a dash Sane brother turn lunatic as Kharon's boat was set for your flight The tears of a mother, his bread winner gave up the fight The quiet daughter turn noise maker, she couldn't bear the sight. Innocent child smiled, all he wanted was jollof rice. We remember how we had to start from the scratch Battered and bruised, we forge ahead with all our might Because life without you seems to be a mismatch And all seems to be in darkness without your light I remember waking up in the middle of the night Making promises to get to your height To achieve that you couldn't and be a light To fulfill the legacy and carry on the torch to every fight
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Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 3:20 PM UTC
IDeath in March
THE MAKE UP ARTIST She staggers battered and bruised, neglected but subjected A one time beauty, an enigma full of grace But now a simpleton,a travesty admired by dogs and spied upon by scavengers As she trudge on in line with debris leaving her shanties Alas beckoned upon by a stranger, so charming but too good to be true She enquires, are you another "sweetsayer" with vision 2030? In defiance admist a covered nose saved from rotten breadth He says I am a Make-up artist. A maker of beauties and a moulder of youths Lets go to my parlour of dreams Let me wash the mud off your feet Treat you like a queen so nice and sweet Restore your youthfulness and bring the world under your feet Put food on your table while i watch u sleep She feign a sigh and wonder Have met this stranger four years ago With charming smile and lips glossed with blood of dreams aborted at foetus He asks if I'll need a manicure or pedicure But will it cure the madness of of poverty and battered ego? Follow me to my parlour of dreams he says And let me watch away dirt off your feet
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Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 3:05 PM UTC
The make up artist
LOVERS DELIGHT My love stays in June My heart beats in tunes My soul yearns for u till noon And my eyes hopes to see u soon To see the beauty and radiant eyes that gives light to the dark moon When the sun set, and I close my eyes Image of your smile takes me high And the touch of your lips send shivers like a ravaging monsoon Then the memories we shared becomes the comfort of the day It makes me to wonder when my sun will rise again When sadness fades and love reign Then I know it is when I see u again Till then I'll close my eyes till my sun set to rise again
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Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 3:01 PM UTC
Love in June
KARMA IS DEAD Let the sleeping dog lie Let our greedy leaders "Lai" Let the present and the future die Let the old men and women cry Let the sweat of the workers escape in flight Let the wealth of our leaders reach new height While the gallant youths fight For crumbs and bones in delight For karma has left us in plight What goes around seems not in sight At the end of the tunnel comes no light And the future seems not to be bright But let the youth cry out with all their might Escape from the darkness of bad leadership of the night And fight for what is our birthright So we can escape from this menace like a kite
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Jun 22, 2017
Jun 22, 2017 at 2:58 PM UTC
Karma is dead