obukov - Hello Poetry

So much talk about me; my dreams, my goals, my desires So what then; when, how, who can realize the change I require? My yesterday, my today, my future all entwined My kids celebrate me, but have only wined and dined Listen faintly, to a bit of my life’s story As a colony of empires I was; my history! I was birthed to treasure seeking hunters Merely over-shadowing the fore-fathers Merged and named after a flowing River from within “Nigeria” was and is; Nineteen Hundred and Fourteen I would have to call this, my naming ceremony I sensed motley feelings; no empire, no colony Crowned as the giant of Africa; behold, my birthday Perhaps, this started the beginning of my future today? Outdated assumptions; are the thrown away weights Our economic growth the world watches and waits Stop the whining yesterday; start an act today, and stand All we have to do is look into ourselves, our hands Overlook the past, create a change today, you and I can Yes!, you, me; we all are “Nigeria’s Future”.

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Oct 3, 2014

Oct 3, 2014 at 10:43 AM UTC

"Nigeria's Future"

So much talk about me; my dreams, my goals, my desires So what then; when, how, who can realize the change I require? My yesterday, my today, my future all entwined My kids celebrate me, but have only wined and dined Listen faintly, to a bit of my life’s story As a colony of empires I was; my history! I was birthed to treasure seeking hunters Merely over-shadowing the fore-fathers Merged and named after a flowing River from within “Nigeria” was and is; Nineteen Hundred and Fourteen I would have to call this, my naming ceremony I sensed motley feelings; no empire, no colony Crowned as the giant of Africa; behold, my birthday Perhaps, this started the beginning of my future today? Outdated assumptions; are the thrown away weights Our economic growth the world watches and waits Stop the whining yesterday; start an act today, and stand All we have to do is look into ourselves, our hands Overlook the past, create a change today, you and I can Yes!, you, me; we all are “Nigeria’s Future”.

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Seen around the crowd She shows her crown Notably she seen proud Claiming her crown as fine and round Unknowingly misled with instructions She heads only towards destruction And with timer far spent She got no lessons learnt Looking up to her throne, She has been down thrown As though washed by the rain She no longer reigns Still on her head her crown lies Weeping her pleads dies But on her head she sees no crown Because her crowns’ been thrown down as frowns (c)Obukov

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Mar 26, 2014

Mar 26, 2014 at 6:22 PM UTC

Down Thrown Crown

Seen around the crowd She shows her crown Notably she seen proud Claiming her crown as fine and round Unknowingly misled with instructions She heads only towards destruction And with timer far spent She got no lessons learnt Looking up to her throne, She has been down thrown As though washed by the rain She no longer reigns Still on her head her crown lies Weeping her pleads dies But on her head she sees no crown Because her crowns’ been thrown down as frowns (c)Obukov

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Sunk in my bed I dream Smoky and foggy it is dim Trapped in the midst of mist I sleep I could only in clouds weep In my very eyes I see but ice As my tears blur my every picture And reflect a blank black future Some where in my dreams Sun rises through the dims And with beams, swallows all dims Into pools of shallow streams My tears now reveal crystal clear sparkles With lots of diamond sprinkles Transparent via glassy structures Beyond the clouds are treasured pleasures (c) Obukov

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Mar 19, 2014

Mar 19, 2014 at 12:10 PM UTC

Cloudy Dreams

Sunk in my bed I dream Smoky and foggy it is dim Trapped in the midst of mist I sleep I could only in clouds weep In my very eyes I see but ice As my tears blur my every picture And reflect a blank black future Some where in my dreams Sun rises through the dims And with beams, swallows all dims Into pools of shallow streams My tears now reveal crystal clear sparkles With lots of diamond sprinkles Transparent via glassy structures Beyond the clouds are treasured pleasures (c) Obukov

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Life is ample as a being and worth living Words not enough to expound my feeling Feeling of loneliness yanking a part of me How can I survive being detached from me? What may perhaps detach me from me? You thing called space, I have queried; why? Why have you cloned a part of you? You, yes you; between my path of me? My part of me, distance has arrested you And placed me in a cell with thoughts of me Trapped, waiting to exhale but inhale you You have become a part of my me Thank you a lot, thoughts Missing you has molded you a part of me (c) Obukov

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Mar 15, 2014

Mar 15, 2014 at 6:41 AM UTC

My Part of me

Life is ample as a being and worth living Words not enough to expound my feeling Feeling of loneliness yanking a part of me How can I survive being detached from me? What may perhaps detach me from me? You thing called space, I have queried; why? Why have you cloned a part of you? You, yes you; between my path of me? My part of me, distance has arrested you And placed me in a cell with thoughts of me Trapped, waiting to exhale but inhale you You have become a part of my me Thank you a lot, thoughts Missing you has molded you a part of me (c) Obukov

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Hey, you look like me My mirror reflection My left-handedness My beautiful birth mark I don't need no doctor Nor do I need tests You are a part of me I am a part of you We fit like gloves Worn on a right arm How amazing While am gazing At peace, I can tell You complete me Not lost but found My DNA, oh yes!!! (c) Obukov

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Mar 1, 2014

Mar 1, 2014 at 8:04 AM UTC

My DNA

Hey, you look like me My mirror reflection My left-handedness My beautiful birth mark I don't need no doctor Nor do I need tests You are a part of me I am a part of you We fit like gloves Worn on a right arm How amazing While am gazing At peace, I can tell You complete me Not lost but found My DNA, oh yes!!! (c) Obukov

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Pains as piercing pins Create bleeding heart within Tears like rushing waters Flows through pregnant eyes As though whipped, I wiped Weeping and seeking I’m found in a desert Deserted, I travel ahead Peaceful and calm Victory has come my way Still I cry but joy Joy no bounds can hold Flowing down my cheeks Tears go like streams Down down it’s gone As dried cries of joy (c) Obukov

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Mar 1, 2014

Mar 1, 2014 at 4:15 AM UTC

I Cry

Pains as piercing pins Create bleeding heart within Tears like rushing waters Flows through pregnant eyes As though whipped, I wiped Weeping and seeking I’m found in a desert Deserted, I travel ahead Peaceful and calm Victory has come my way Still I cry but joy Joy no bounds can hold Flowing down my cheeks Tears go like streams Down down it’s gone As dried cries of joy (c) Obukov

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Love the world that is love fantacy real there is love that is friendship love knows no sink Love you stab me on my soul yet deep love you can **** my heart of will Love you chase me but to a still love i run the race to win Love my best friend love my never end love my trust, no not fall love my world, my life my all (c) Obukov

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Mar 1, 2014

Mar 1, 2014 at 4:12 AM UTC

Love

Love the world that is love fantacy real there is love that is friendship love knows no sink Love you stab me on my soul yet deep love you can **** my heart of will Love you chase me but to a still love i run the race to win Love my best friend love my never end love my trust, no not fall love my world, my life my all (c) Obukov

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Only for a reason I’m attached to you Caring and sharing in pretense I’m around you, just for a reason For a season I’m there Although as a timer Devoted for a duration of time I’m gone only as a season Not for a reason Nor for a season To destroy walls of prisons I’m always there, calling I’m there, not for a time But a life time To you only, all I spend Cause I’m indeed a friend (c) Obukov

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Mar 1, 2014

Mar 1, 2014 at 3:10 AM UTC

Friendship

Only for a reason I’m attached to you Caring and sharing in pretense I’m around you, just for a reason For a season I’m there Although as a timer Devoted for a duration of time I’m gone only as a season Not for a reason Nor for a season To destroy walls of prisons I’m always there, calling I’m there, not for a time But a life time To you only, all I spend Cause I’m indeed a friend (c) Obukov

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Days to people mean different things A new leaf to plants mark growth A larva turns butterfly reflects change What does this day mean to me? It could be another day It is just another birthday Another year to my stay Maybe just some remembrance day? Seconds, Minutes, Hours and days Weeks, Months, Years and times One question that comes to mind As the clock strolls ticking by What have I done all these years? What can I do this year? What will I do in years to come? My life has a story to tell (c) Obukov

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Feb 28, 2014

Feb 28, 2014 at 4:05 PM UTC

My Life Time

Days to people mean different things A new leaf to plants mark growth A larva turns butterfly reflects change What does this day mean to me? It could be another day It is just another birthday Another year to my stay Maybe just some remembrance day? Seconds, Minutes, Hours and days Weeks, Months, Years and times One question that comes to mind As the clock strolls ticking by What have I done all these years? What can I do this year? What will I do in years to come? My life has a story to tell (c) Obukov

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Blood pumping, heart beating Pores opening, sweat pouring Mare thought picturing feelings More pain featuring within Coming to light Commune in sight Days of lone Comforts the zone Fairy tale prince Come rescue me Picture the brush in hand Delete the crush on land Painting now revealing Feelings how believing Before the button, a pause Questions to want, because (c) Obukov

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Feb 27, 2014

Feb 27, 2014 at 1:03 PM UTC

Snap Shot

Blood pumping, heart beating Pores opening, sweat pouring Mare thought picturing feelings More pain featuring within Coming to light Commune in sight Days of lone Comforts the zone Fairy tale prince Come rescue me Picture the brush in hand Delete the crush on land Painting now revealing Feelings how believing Before the button, a pause Questions to want, because (c) Obukov

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