There lies within the hills of perdition, the ☀ and the symbol of evil
The nuance of the desperate woman and the rants of her deeds
There lies within the crevices of the rock, a shallow breathing thing
Magically bound and hollowed to the hands of time,
The sunken shadows of night,
The depths of her soul
There lies her endless yearnings
And call for death
Her ripping moments and colorless nights
For when the night comes
Her moon beckons the wind
Her wind calls deep after deep..
Her nights mourn the sorrow of her endless days
And she searches, roaming the abode for an end,  but finds none
And then she comes out,  screaming and dancing to the voices of the night
Sorrow looms within her shores
But within the night, lies the SYMBOL of her love

Shadow man stalks on
Waiting to map a reprieve
Thither and thither he goes
Roaming through a seige
Farther and farther he leans
Cursing the wind
Staring the sun
But closer and closer
His shadow stalks
Stalking the very essence of his existence
Shadow man

Ovi Odiete 2018...

I am the reflection of the Sun's smile,
The treasure of earth's endowment
And
The royalty of heaven's depth
I am the rising sun,
The monumental fictions of tales untold
The spiral of love's call
And
The muse that eludes Misery's voice
I am enough

I'm coming back,
but can't fit back
Tell me something
Or just one thing
What's up with the changes?

Believe in the little things of your hand, that they may grow as seeds germinate and bear fruits

~IN THE SPIRAL OF LOVE~

A fish could love a bird, where would they live?
They will thither and ponder till they get yonder.
They will hover, perch, swim, fly, frolicking
Savoring every moment.
The bird will hover the river and the fish would show its tail, constantly swimming towards the edge of the river to see the bird
They will find a way.

There are no milestones too great for love to conquer
There are no mountains too high for love to climb.
Love is the air that flows from cosmic beyond
The endlessness of time is love
The reason the sparrow flies and soars in rhythms
The strength of a man
The weakness of his heart
The frolicking and intertwining of two hearts into one
The song the heart sings
The tune the soul hears
If love is a sea
Let me drown in it
Spreading and leaping far and wide
Let it swallow me
**** me
**** me with love

**Ovi©
Feb, 14th, 2017. All right reserved

Black night

When the moonlight goes into hiatus
and no star beckons the dark sky
Two lovers will hold hands
and side by side, they walk
Moments after moments
hours after hours
Their smile will wake the night
and their touch will be its light
Guiding them yonder
As they conquer the night

Morning

When the stars floats and go into hiding
And the day breaks, yawningly yearning
Two lovers will bloom like dew falls
On the spiraling grass, fresh and green
And as birds chirping
Calling after calling
Their song will seize the day
and their love will lead its paths
Blossoming the day, blossoming
Flowing the day, flowing
And love will be its fruit

Ovi Odiete
All right reserved, Feb 2017

THE POETRY SERIES

It is the poetry of little things that causes the earth to shred and shudder
The poetry of little things that ignites the greatest moments of bliss.
A smile from a little child,
A chuckle from a stranger.
The warmth of a knitted family
The entwining of old friends
The humming from the sea shores
The journey of the moonlight
The waves, the traveling waves
The Sea, the meandering sea
The Earth, the boundless earth
And the sweet song that nature sings.
These little things, garnered with the greatest love
Observed in silence
It is this poetry,
The poetry of little things that elicit the greatest happiness

Ovi Odiete© All right reserved

The Sea

The sea never did set for a journey alone
Her arms reached out to the world,
Her feet spread wide encapsulating a wider margin of earth en masse
Harrowing were her days when men visited,
Each cupping and taking turn squeezing her *******
And when they were done, they left her in the middle of the coldest of storms

It was her generosity and honesty that paved ways for her
She has been a helper and a Savior all her life
Leading the way and helping men find their lost road
But there was a dark path to her
Her dark days.
Those days that swallowed all virtues and greatest of men, leaving the innocent ones screaming and begging for a second Chance, so unfortunately they all drowned beneath the grave of the sea

Ovi Odiete©

I BECAME MY FEAR

~~A POEM~~

The Night  came too suddenly,
As men ignited fear and thrill.
The river became a haven, where loss and found entwined alike
The Storm   *bemoaned the wind as air concurred the aftermath
And the wailing of the dear broken souls flashed like Sun lost amidst the skies

The end  was never near
The morrow was too close
The night never stood still
And the thoughts were too piercing
The sadness  only lingered in tears
But the fear held all the lies
The fear indicted  the earth
The rain  sealed the tear
And the tear ripped the stare
The arrows began flying
The assumptions began fading
And only the whisper we could hear
within a hollow filter
beneath a broken chasm
underneath a sunken crevice
Through services of abysses
Locked within a thousand paves of fear
saddened by the river behind the years
mourning the lost wanton spheres
prying, yet crying at the unseen tragedy
that lurks dwindling in a foreseen world,
Where fear permits the doubters to wallow away in tears
And so sad, they never see the light

Ovi©
*All right reserved/Dec 2016

We stand tall, yet so low
above our fears, below our doubts;
we can see through thick
and so we hope so bold
but that is as far as it goes
here we are, hands tied;
we cannot move far
and so we shout for us
to be free

In the grave of dreams,
are hopes shattered, and joy
turned sour
lights turned darkness;
shadows encamping our hopes
all that we ever longed for,
but could never accomplish
all the days of glory,
now a shadowing story

Let us be loose, we pray
take us out of this cage
break all these bars of rage
let us claim the roaring sea,
and name its depths our own.
From the grave of dreams,
I see the sky
but cannot claim it
and so I dare to fight the walls

From the grave of dreams
comes a thousand wishes.
In our helpless and tormented state,
we still seek for freedom
shouting through these scars of rage;
hoping through the chains of siege
praying with all tongues of flames,
but that is as far as it goes;
here we are, hands tied

We look to the world all known,
and wish for the thrills unknown;
though scared of the things unseen,
still wishing for them all
for a song to let us loose,
and a call to give us hope;
for we are locked within walls,
all we do is to dream of dreams
and so painful we never attained them.

Ovi Odiete©

Written 2014

*first published 2014 on poemhunter

1

In guiltless times of love and war, take heed,
That all again the days will still flow.
As sun and moon did show on parched skies
That love will lead and war, recedes

2

In moonless nights of love and hate, take heed
That over all you win the twirling shadows
That wraps their fangs besides you
And hate will love do ****

3

In timeless skies of helpless days, take heed
That your inner strength eludes Misery's stench
That brings to you horrendous pasts
And over all, you win a hopeful war

4

In reckless acts of smile and tears, take heed
That your smile breaks the mauve feelings
Resting all the masking ruinings
And in all, you smile and laugh last

Ovi Odiete© Nov 12 2016

All rights reserved

OH MOON DIVINE

Eyes that shine as bright as solemn glow
That pierces through cosmic thin air
Watch earth closely
Guide and soothe her bleeding heart

OH MOON METAL

Eyes that enchants a bewildered earth
That collides through sea of skies beyond
Watch earth closely
Shine, radiate her miseries away

OH LUNA QUEEN OF BLISS

Eyes that formed from God's wondrous grace
That sits and transverse under heaven's view
Watch us closely
Rock us to sleep under our Creator's bliss

Ovi Odiete©

A SOCIETY WRITTEN IN FLAMES; SHROUDED IN DARKNESS

The tears flows in an endless way
Bemoaning the days of yore
Watching with eyes that sparks red,
Sunken and beaten from the tragedies of yore
Helpless and wishing for a relentless call
As tragedy hits her most sensitive part,
Bemoaning the tides,
All her days of glory,
Now a shadowy story

She had been ***** by her very own,
The children she yearned and bled for,
The men she fed and trained,
Where her rain fell full and vast, to soothe their hearts
Where she gave it all, and smiled, hoping that someday, they will realize her sacrifices and sleepless nights,
Her nights of terror and horrors
Where she stood in the midst of the stormy eerie night, shrouded in darkness

It was her ******* they ****** and clunged to,
It was her arms that shielded them from the shadows of the dark,
But when they grew and flew,
She waited still
Praying and wishing they would remember the days of yore

Then the dark hour rolled away,
And when morning came, it was harrowing.
It was harrowing how she waited abandoned and dejected,
As her sons and daughters peaked at the sky,
Trampling her down,
Relegating and belittling her
Painful it were, as she cried from the agonies of the days of yore,
Where she laid all her virtues down,
Giving it all to see her children smile,

It is this dejection that has brought her to tears,
It is this wickedness of a child to a mother, that has made her weep endlessly
It is this tragedy that have swallowed her glory,
As her children keeps flying above huddles, in peace and harmony,
Forgetting her,
It is this callousness, that pushed them to sapping her virtues and enriching themselves with it thereon

What is worse than a child abandoning his mother?
It is this penchant, that drives them
It is the love of greed,
It is the seed of corruption,
It is not an inherited trait,
It is a despicable decision
Like a monstrous shadow,
Twirling the back of the night.
It is the fire that burns within their heart,
The fire to ****, steal and destroy
To take what she can never give again
To live,
To live big at the expenses of others sorrow and agony
It is this evil that has perused Nigeria and has rendered her a roaming wretch
And now tragedy looms,
It booms and blooms,
A society written in flames
Who will save MOTHER NIGERIA?


Ovi Odiete©* 2016, Oct. 31
All rights reserved

Note
Children here signifies the evil politicians and men that has sapped our country dry with their evil penchant

Angel Come
Angel Come; Come with a Whisper,
With tongues of Mysta
Come in the Night,
And bring us the Light
Come unto Mystery,
To elude our Misery
Angel Come- Angel Go

Angel Come
Come Like a River
To Inhale this Fever
Overshadow me with Shivers,
To see me thus Thither
Like a river Glorious,
In a secret Joyous
Angel Come; Angel Go

Angel Come
Remould my emotions,
To fit my Devotions
Come into the Dark;
And get rid of the Black
Encamp me in your Palms,
To wrap me in your Arms
Angel Come- Angel Go

Angel Come
Come into my Subconscious;
Awaken my Unconscious
Come like an arrowing Rain,
Invade my narrowest Pain
Let me hide my face in You;
For I seek a space in You
Angel Come: Angel Go

Ovi Odiete©

Too much sadness in the world
A CLARION CALL

There is too much sadness in the world
We as poets must make it a duty to bring laughter through our ink
Let us come together and elude sadness through our writing
So that
As they read each line,
Each line
Absorbs their sadness and pain
And gives them a warming feeling
There is too much sadness in the world
Let us write and elude sadness out of this world through our ink

Ovi Odiete©

This is for you

To all Poets
The once who scream through painful silence
And the depressed wishing for an angel
The troubled souls, lost in self war
And some others mourning a lost one
Then the endless nights that bring tears to your eyes
To the molested one
Drunk in misery
And the others who is searching for a friend

I see you everyday in your words
I hear your Silence written in Ink
I feel your hearts yearning to be mended
I may not be a friend
Or family
But
I am a poet
So
I relate too
Don't curse yourself
Keep dreaming
Keep moving
Life happens~
But at the end
You will come out In success
Never give up
Look to the sky
Someone
Mightier
Than that
Pain
Watches you
Just keep looking
Keep looking

Ovi Odiete©

May your rough road be smooth

OH NIGHT OH MONSTROUS NIGHT
~•~•~•~•~•~•

Upon a darkened night
Flames of love burning in mystic depths
Fleeing as  *INFERNO RISES
And by the darkest Shroud
She fled her house
Immersing in the night
In a rainy*  MYSTERY NIGHT
while all sleep beneath a strange moonlight

Upon a darkened soul
Flames of love burning in glowing sight
As secrets hidden unveil into the night
And with the moonlight beam
She waited still
While counting all the stars
The Glow consumed her soul
While all in quiet rest

Upon a darkened heart
Flames of love burning into sea waves
As flames consumes her mind
And by the  STARS GUIDING NEAR
She fled herself
Flying into the* *NIGHT
The flames consumed her heart
And left it darkened still

Oh Night Oh Monstrous night
Oh NIGHT UNVEIL THYSELF
Oh shadows of the night
Tiptoe into my presence slowly
Oh night watch my quivering heart
Oh Night appease my shivering Soul
Oh Night caress my weary mind
OH NIGHT OH MONSTROUS NIGHT
Oh Night Reveal thine masked face

Oh Night Arise, Unveil the hidden STARS
Unmask the MOONLESS NIGHT
Oh Night Oh Monstrous Night!!!
Oh Calm Oh Calm of night
Rock me as I fly searching for thine face
Sing for me lullabies of THE WITCHING HOUR
Oh Night Oh Shadows of night deep
Elude the bane and miseries untold

OH NIGHT OH MONSTROUS NIGHT

OH MONSTROUS NIGHT

*OVI ODIETE©

THE TRAGEDY SERIES
1ST POEM

AVANA'S TALE

She walks around
Carrying with her
Pairs of agony
Anguish and misery
That taunts and stalks the very
Essence of her existence
With her are loneliness and a sad
Air of darkness
That continually fights and bites her
Still she dreams of helpers of destinies
That will surface someday to save her from herself
But none ever came to rescue her
She wished for a friend
Someone who would understand her
Someone who would read her eyes
Who would smile at her
And appreciate her

She dreams too
She longs too
She waited for you
She yearned for you
All she wanted was a smile
A smile from you
To reassure her
Of her lost dreams
Of the worlds she could not reach
And the years she lost
But you were quite busy
Surfing and aiming at the sky
Yet you could not
Hear the voice of her silence
Calling and longing for you
Wishing you were there to save her from the callous wind that blew out her soul

And so after waiting for a light to shine on her
After wishing the darkness would give way
After praying for angels to touch her
After the nights of terror
Swimming in the sea of sorrow
The ocean of confusion
The river of misery
Where the waves strangled and manacled her
Where evil fell on her
By the dark
Where sadness engulfed her soul
Where misery held her hands
And pain covered her mouth
As she screamed
Screaming in her tears
Where fear subdued her
And darkness began
Eating her
Swallowing her glory
Stealing her soul
From her very existence
Where no one could see her anymore
As she faded
Fading slowly
Slowly with the night
As she faded to the world of the forgotten ones
And there she laid
Lifeless, breathless
As you strolled pass her grave side
At night
You read

SHE WAS
WAITING
WAITING FOR YOU
YEARNING TO BE SAVED
SO PAINFUL YOU CAME TOO LATE
NOW SHE'S GONE
GONE WITH THE WIND

Her screams re echoes through
The depths of the night
As you walk away
Wondering
Who she really was


AND TONIGHT
MEN SLEEP BENEATH A STRANGE MOONLIGHT
TONIGHT
THERE IS
NO GUIDING STAR*

Ovi Odiete©*

2016

(WHO CAN POEM SERIES 1)

-Who can tell why a Child cries?

It's in the spun of his thoughts
In the thoughts of his mind
The mind of his soul
In the vibes that he sings
The voice of the Night
It's in the night that he fears
In the fear that he holds
The shadows he sees
It's in the cuddle he miss
The rain that he feel
The heat that he bears
And
The morrow that he threads

It's in the scream of the nights
In the plights of the owl
The ***** on his skin
The noise of the cars
The images he conjures
It's in the things he cannot see
In the words he cannot hear
The strangers he cannot near
It's in the reach of his heart's tears
The heart of his life
The life of his soul
And
The innocence where he dwells

Ovi Odiete* ©

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*THE WHO CAN SERIES 1

AND ALL WILL BE
And all will be, will be
The earth
The Land
The Sea; the Sea
The Waves,
The Tides
The Wind; the Wind
The Years, the months
The Days; the Days

And all will be, will be
Man,
His works,
His fate, his fate
And all his wealth
And all the beauty
Garnered with sweat
Will fade, like days

And all will be, will be
The Stars,
The Sun,
The Moon; the Moon
And all the clouds
Will fade: will fade
And Man will die
Someday, someday
And then he turns to dust; to dust

Ovi Odiete © 2016