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Apr 2018 · 280
"SYMBOL OF LOVE"
Ovi-Odiete Apr 2018
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
Ovi Odiete
2018
All rights reserved
Apr 2018 · 272
ShadowMan
Ovi-Odiete Apr 2018
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...
Shadowman
I am back after a long hiatus
Sep 2017 · 327
Through...
Ovi-Odiete Sep 2017
Through the darkness and the shadows
Where the road runs through the dark days
All rivers of love and all valleys of pain
For in pain, love's found and built
Transcending again and again
Traveling through a long course in other to find your way Again
I have missed this place
I am back to hello poetry
Jun 2017 · 963
I am Enough!
Ovi-Odiete Jun 2017
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
Ovi Odiete©
All rights reserved
May 2017 · 565
Hello Poetry
Ovi-Odiete May 2017
I'm coming back,
but can't fit back
Tell me something
Or just one thing
What's up with the changes?
Apr 2017 · 427
Believe
Ovi-Odiete Apr 2017
Believe in the little things of your hand, that they may grow as seeds germinate and bear fruits
Apr 2017 · 525
Love stirs
Ovi-Odiete Apr 2017
Love stirs the deepest chasms of the mind and soon, every thought begins to float
Ovi's
Feb 2017 · 1.2k
~IN THE SPIRAL OF LOVE~
Ovi-Odiete Feb 2017
~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
For valentine and lovers
Ovi-Odiete Feb 2017
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
For love and the season of love
Jan 2017 · 400
~THE GUILTY ONES~
Ovi-Odiete Jan 2017
I

Moments come and soon go
As sun sets before a black night
Still, time will never show
The mysteries hidden in plain sight
The hours become cold
And the morning after unveils with fright

II

Hours after hours, the plain book emerges
As children look in awe, trusting the guilty ones
Who stole their innocence submerged
Buried within tragedy's core
Still, hiding perpetrating deliberate flaws
Targeting the very deceived, unsuspecting as peons

III

The countdown began
As fear and horror took charge
Silence stood tall, rotten as a buried bone, coded as golden tones
The children remained silent
As they pass the fear onwards
Buried in the dark deeds
Marked with scars from the guilty ones

*Ovi©
Ovi-Odiete Jan 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 poetry of little things..

Thank you all for the hearts and comments for this little poem of mine being picked as my SECOND DAILY
I can't thank you enough
May your rough road be smooth
Ovi-Odiete Jan 2017
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©
The Sea
Ovi-Odiete Jan 2017
There's a certain uniqueness in being strange

The thought of being different,
Unique with words,
Best amongst equals


The thought of being the light amidst the dark
Invading all chasms
Shining forth


The thought of being strange,
Like a talisman abstruse
Strong, yet soft in approach


Tall, yet bend when the wind blows,
Cold, yet melt with emotions,
Better by far


Best amongst equals

Ovi Odiete© Jan, 2017
I just needed to write something to come out of writing drought
Dec 2016 · 378
~ON BECOMING FEAR~
Ovi-Odiete Dec 2016
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
If fear loves company, fear has enough
Ovi-Odiete Dec 2016
THE FIRST ONE
        *TO **** OR TO?


THE FIRST ONE  *was obsessed with the penchant to ****
Where he lay bare when darkness falls, lurking around looking for blood to spew and flesh to drill.
Customarily, from a distance, he looked calmer and more laid back, but on a closer view, he's a
  frenzied  beast prowling for a prey.

***

THE CLOUD  gave way and an emanating surge of blackness forged in.
The green leaves became blur, the shrubs, dull and the air smelled dark.
And tonight, no guiding star traveled by

..............
The stars had refused sprouting, so darkness took charge, winning an inglorious war.
And in the midst of the thick chasm of darkness, stood a monstrous shadow. Hiding a knife neatly behind his trousers. There he was, prowling, watching the arena until he claimed it safe.

..........
Like a meandering hungry wolf waiting for a shriveling prey. This shadow swirled, turning in circles, hungry and abashed. His impatient attitude took the better half of him as he began canvassing round a circle. And as if fate had a penchant for entwining tragedies, a young and innocent girl with eyes that scored blue was seen walking into the presence of an unseen monster.
................
It was fate, not serendipity. And here she was, unsuspecting.
The monstrous shadow still in hiding, watched his new founded prey and was waiting for the perfect moment to pierce and attack. He's baying for blood and just within this dark patch of time, a beautiful and enchanting young girl was passing by.


All of a sudden, she felt some unseen eyes plucking into her soul. Someone must be lurking around. She could feel it.
The air smelt horror.....
The breeze was too cold.
The arena itself was encapsulating danger and turning around she saw a stranger.
A very tall, muscled ripping, Strong and unusual strange man. Fear gripped her. She began breathing too hard and too shallow at once. She couldn't make do the exact face of him, but from the heat of the moment, she could tell he wants just one thing. Her blood.


The monstrous stranger brought out a knife, sharp and direct and attempted to pierce. Groaning and roaring like a savaging beast he directed it to her chest, but then he paused. Her eyes.

It was her eyes

Her eyes held him there. There was something about her eyes that made him pause and ponder.
There was tears. Tears of a broken soul, that was long kept within the chasms of her spirit. There was hope, hope for a fallen soul, that it will rise again. And there was warmth, warmth for a cold heart, that it will melt again.


He looked into her eyes and for once in his life, he could see himself within those piercing sunken magnetic eyes

And for the first time, the monstrous stranger was on his knees, crying in pain and agony.
"What can bring an undaunted warrior down on bended knees"?
A woman's tears can pierce into the most rigid of hearts.
Raising his head, he could find her no more. She was gone, gone into the black night.
A moment of rocketing rage flew in as he screamed
"Arghhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh"
Perplexed, fascinated and enraged at the same time, he would go into the night and search for her amidst the wave of blackness and spill her blood to the sands of time.


But could he actually spill the blood of the strange girl  with eyes that brought warmth, hope and whose tears brought him down on shriveled knees?

**Ovi Odiete© Dec, 2016.
A woman's tears can pierce into the most rigid of hearts.
Dec 2016 · 1.4k
"In the Grave of Dreams"
Ovi-Odiete 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
So many dreams are shattered in the grave of dreams,
So many wishes never accomplished.
So many years lost within time

'In the grave of dreams, I am restricted within walls so all I do is scream to be heard in the distant hills'
Nov 2016 · 642
~WHEN THE EARTH COLLIDES ~
Ovi-Odiete Nov 2016
When the earth collides,
The sky beckons the sea
And the sea beckons the air
And the air hovers to the tree
And the tree beckons the rain
And the rain meets the earth
In a rushing surge
And the earth smells green
And the green revives the earth
And the green endows the herbs
And the herbs become medicine
And the herbs heal the nation
And the herbs heal the nation

Ovi Odiete ©
*Poetry Times
Ovi-Odiete Nov 2016
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
Old and new.
Inspired by Victoria's and Ernest Lord Eremite's Poem HUNGER
Nov 2016 · 728
~~OH MOON DIVINE~~
Ovi-Odiete Nov 2016
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©
Nov 2016 · 494
~~AND WHEN THE SUN RISE~~
Ovi-Odiete Nov 2016
I will wait for the long night,
to come to an end
The dark soul of the night,
will all come to a plight
And at the end of the fight,
day will give us its light
I will wait for sorrow and anguish
to die in this night
The tears shed in the dark,
will succumb to its black
And at the brink of the new day,
I awaken in hope's ray.*

I will stay in this lane,
to end all my pains
The evil seers and callous ones,
will halt in this night
And where the river flows,
they will round off their souls
I will fly without wings,
to plunge into my dreams
The sea terrors and land horrors,
will bow to my honor
And when the sun rise,
I will take up my price
Inspirational.
Ovi-Odiete Oct 2016
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
A society written in flames
Oct 2016 · 1.2k
~~~BLACK SKY~~~
Ovi-Odiete Oct 2016
~~~Black Sky~~~

Moonlight dims and go into blur,
Guiding stars hide behind a monstrous view,
Bereaving clouds gather as the sky turns dark
Spreading,
As it ruves and hover,
Perusing the sky
From dark to black,
Moments in circles
As rain comes calling,
The air smells silence
As a black night emerges
The moon has gone hiding
There's no guiding star
There's no glowing moon
And all that is left is black
A black sky


All rights reserved Ovi©
It's 12:36am here in Nigeria and it's about to rain.
I wrote this from viewing the sky.... As the moon goes into hiding, paving way for the black clouds
Ovi-Odiete Oct 2016
AN OVI/VICTORIA'S POEM
               COLLABORATION

What brings an undaunted Warrior down on his knees?"

It is a Woman,
A woman's tears can pierce into the most rigid of souls.
It is her charms and calls
that falls like splendors on morning leaves.
Her sway and bounce, that sends shivers into the hearts.

Such are the nights
she envelopes him in a tailwind,
both of them buoyed
in his regard
of her every thing.
Quenched and drunk
on the essence
of love in action
happen the mornings when he
is the rising sun itself
that draws her
like a mist from the ocean.


And as the moon transverses the lone sky, searching for a mystery to peruse the earth with brooding glow,
So she glows her man into a brighter him.
She encloses within her, moments of illumination, that even the darkest of souls cannot quench.
Such are the days of her unending rainfalls, where she wets up the shallowest of earth's depths....
Intertwining between seasons and spheres.
Her heart is like the endlessness of the ocean,
Constantly drawing him with her hips into a wave of boundless journey.

And so it is
as it always was
through the ages of transience,
their enigma constant,
unending prevailed
against the steely, storming skies
of angst en masse  
that would test loves mettle,
where true warriors, undaunted
rise above, arced
in kaleidoscopic triumph.


Ovi Odiete and Victoria©
All right reserved. 10/9/2016
1st verse. Ovi Odiete
2nd verse. Victoria

I.e, All verses in bold= mine
All verses in italic= Victoria

I particularly enjoyed this intense collaboration with victoria, the author of "QUAGMIRES AND QUANDARIES".... One of my best poem yet.
She writes and conjures enchantment and I thought of writing this poem with her.
The poem focuses on the strength of a woman over a man.
Her myriads of effects she has on a man's heart and how she can bring him down on his knees begging.
It is an intertwining poem.
How he perceives her.....
How he is drawn to her mesmerizing call and enchantment and how she sees him.... His yearnings and calls too.
Who better than VICTORIA to bring out the message in this poem.
It's a pleasure..... An immense pleasure writing with you Victoria....
Oct 2016 · 516
"I Will take my Chances"
Ovi-Odiete Oct 2016
You will not see my broken tears,
Nor hear my woven cries
I will take this day and make amends.
I will call the day a new journey
And start by dawn to chase my dreams.
I will not stop when storm comes calling
I will still walk when rain starts falling
I know I have a future
Brighter and glistening,
Better by far,
I know I need to drive on
Soon and close
I will get there.

There is no moment that is a mistake in time's hand
There is no day that should be wasted in life's path
But peradventure you feel you were wasted
Just stand up,
Walk, run
Move still
Rise and chase your dreams,
Chase it beyond those doubts and guilts
Chase it through the darkest night
And if you ever visits miseries den,
Don't give it a pleasure to remind you of your past
Or your pains,
Your days of endless tears
Instead, shun it..... Eat it, swallow it
And plunge on
Plunge on into your dreams and achieve them
There's only one hindrance to Greatness,
And that's fear
Fear is a lover to misery
Rise and Shine.....
Sep 2016 · 1.1k
"WHOLEHEARTEDLY"
Ovi-Odiete Sep 2016
While loving,
Give yourself fully,
Love thy friend completely,
Do not give room for hate.
For us to make a better world,
We need to love,
Love wholeheartedly

*Ovi Odiete©
Wholeheartedly
Ovi-Odiete Sep 2016
I put this here to greet you all
I love you all
You all have become like family,
From the Likes of Valsa George, Mother of nature poems, to Soulsurvivor, a brave heart... To Sydrivers, a romantic heart, who left here without informing me,
To KarenN, a conjuring poetess who also left,
To WL Winter, he's like a dear Father of poetry
To SPT, a poet with refreshing words,
To Ja, a must read
To Rosalie, F.... A woman of impeccable poetry, to James, the author of a dear poem to my heart "The candle on top"

To Kristy, a soul-moving poetess
To Vicki, a Strong poetess
To R, A brave Writer
To Professor Marylyn-D, A woman of colors
To Stephan, with poems of wonder
To Stephanie, A warming, calming poetess
To Melissa, with a beautiful smile and heart
To Victoria, writer of intellectual poems
To Mary, A woman of Class
To Jamadi Verse, A poetess that brings heaven to earth with her poems

To Evna-Luna, a friend with beautiful words, to all and all and all,
I greet you all,
I'm currently travelling a lot
But I'll be checking on here once in a while
I Love you all

*Ovi Odiete
Just an appreciation, you all mean a lot to me
I'll edit and add other names here....
Sep 2016 · 678
"WHEN A MUSE LEAVES"
Ovi-Odiete Sep 2016
there are some poets who you read and they give you a rushing inspiration to write more, better than muses from nature..... But when such a poet leaves, it's harder to write again
For my Friend Sydrivers who left this beautiful HP
I hope I get to read his works again
Sep 2016 · 716
"WHEN A MUSE LEAVES"
Ovi-Odiete Sep 2016
there are some poets who you read and they give you a rushing inspiration to write more, better than muses from nature..... But when such a poet leaves, it's harder to write again
For my Friend Sydrivers who left this beautiful HP
I hope I get to read his works again
Sep 2016 · 336
"SYDRIVERS LEFT HP"
Ovi-Odiete Sep 2016
Not a poem

I am sad to know that my very good poet friend Sydrivers has left Hello poetry,
I was quite away and on coming back here, I noticed he's no more here
It pains me so much and grieves me,
Now this place can't be the same without him


Sad
Gloom
Sep 2016 · 446
RAINY DAY.....
Ovi-Odiete Sep 2016
today, the sky smells dark and it's pouring out all her tears on earth

Earth oh Earth dances to the blossoming wet tears from Sky

*Ovi Odiete©
I have been travelling to and Fro and as a result, I've been off site for a while.
Hopefully I'm back and I have a long reading to do. Please bear with me, I'll start commenting soon
Regards
Ovi
Sep 2016 · 676
"These Days of Colors"
Ovi-Odiete Sep 2016
These serene days,
Where blue is the wind's muse
And Red the sea's Fume
Where white covers the skies
And grey, separates the cloud from the sky
These days of rushing hours,
Where Men are saddened from thoughs of yore
And children starving from pains of now

In these solemn days
And harsh nights
I will take my chances
And stand
Stand for what is right
In these days of colors

*Ovi Odiete©
I find it quite difficult to write more these days,
I know the muse will come again
Aug 2016 · 1.1k
PARADISE BLUE
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
A Collaboration between Ovi Odiete and Evna-Luna

Bring me rain, rain, boom


Bring me rain, rain, rain,
Let it boom or blossom due
Sunsets kissing the earth
Sky filled with crimson's view
Flow river flow,
Run, earth run
Bring me days unending waves
Days unending tales
Bring me rain, rain, rain,
Let it boom, flow, grow

Evna-Luna©

Sun kissed earth adore the air
Mild blown tears falling freely
Give me paradise, blue or white
Give me years true or through
Bring me rain, fall, fall
Days of glowing health
Trees on river's fronts
Bring me through a broken seal
Give me love that sweeps me in
Bring me rain, rain, boom
Ovi Odiete©


Give me night, nights, boom
Watch me moon, stars, sky
Give me paradise blue, white, blue
Bring me rain, fall, boom
Give me days unending bliss
Give me years unending peace
Bring me glow, glows, boom
Give me earth and paradise blue
Watch me sleep, dream, boom
Bring me paradise blue or white

Ovi Odiete and Evna-Luna

A collaborative piece/poem between

Ovi Odiete and Evna-Luna

© 2016, all rights reserved
A piece of poetry conjured as a collaborative poem
Aug 2016 · 469
Don't we all write poems?
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
What then is the poem?

The poem is a sword too sharp and piercing
Too vast and Strong
The poem bridges the gap between known and unknown forces
Between seen and unseen faces
The poem is a sword too sharp that cuts
Cutting through hearts and minds
The poem bridges the distance reached and unreached


The poem has its wings and aim to fly on its own
Don't force it to fly,
Let it fly and soar when its time comes


Ovi Odiete©August 2016
What then is the poem?
Aug 2016 · 1.5k
"ANGEL COME- ANGEL GO"
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
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©
Angel come, Angel Go
From my imaginative diary....
Originally written 2014
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
Nature has a loving smile,
it bears within her heart a rolling flame
it twists, it moves, even dancing
towards the nearest sea

Nature is friendly
All is lovely
if you stay with nature
you will ever intertwine

Nature has a loving smile,
ever beautiful
ever endowed
Nature has a loving tale.
Nature has a loving smile
Aug 2016 · 660
__ HAIKU (2)
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
The Night of Ember
i brought out my Plight,
A taste from the fall.

Ovi Odiete
Aug 2016 · 437
__ HAIKU (1)
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
The wind of night,
She stops on her mights,
A thing from Evil.

Ovi Odiete
Aug 2016 · 3.6k
"MOON SHINES DOWN"
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
The moon shines down,
watching our steps
it gives us light,
in nights deep times
Waking us out
to join the stars
and shine forth still
The moon shines down
and give us calm

Ovi Odiete
The Moon is a symbol of bliss~
As it shines, it gives us calm
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
"INKS OF TRUTH"

A dedication

For Soul Survivor

''~~~~~~
There's A City called Hello Poetry
And in this city,
Lives A Woman of many colours
A Poetess with a kind heart
A Poetess of Class
A Woman that loves to care for all
She's a kind soul
Meandering through this city,
She has a heart devoid of hate


* A Motherly nature
Always hoping everyone is well
Find this woman and
Appreciate her
For her heart is pure
And Soul too kind
Have you heard about Soul Survivor
Or call her Catherine Jarvis?
She is the woman
She is a Mother
A Mother of Hello poetry
Find her now and appreciate her*

Ovi Odiete©

Dedicated to Soul Survivor
This may not be a poem, but a dedication to a Poetess who has a kind soul
Aug 2016 · 1.8k
"WHAT A POEM SHOULD BE"
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
WHAT A POEM SHOULD BE

A
        Poem
               Should
Be
             Devoid
                  Of sentiments
            Should be
                   Dark as the Night
Or
                Clear as the day,

          *A
      Poem
            Should speak
Attention
And
        Not seek attention
             Should be
           Bright as the culminating cloud
Or
           Dark as the emanating nights

A
        Poem should not seek, but speak
Should be
              Free as the Moon moves the earth
       A
           Poem should
Be
         Free, but not stale
     Should be
            True, but not forced
A Poem
       Should not seek,
          But speak
Should
Be
    Vast as Rainfall
And yet
       Calm as Dew falls

A
                      Poem
Could be
        Violent,
But mean no harm,
Could be hateful,
          But mean no hate
    A
          poem
Should
      Be bright as SUNSHINE,
Should be
           Vast as Rainfall,
      Yet
         Calm as Dew falls
A Poem
     Should not seek attention
But
     Speak attention!!


Should be
        Vast as
               Rainfall

                     *
Should
                          Be
    Vast
       As
            Rainfalls
A Little insight of how a poem should be
Just some views mended as a poem
Should be vast ad rainfall!!
Aug 2016 · 533
EYES
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°°[°]
                                   °°°°°°°°°°

The window to the soul,
that pierces the hearts and minds,
A journey to mans essence of existence.


**Ovi Odiete
Eyes
Aug 2016 · 480
A CLARION CALL
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
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©
I feel as poets we have a role to play in making people happy.
That we can do with our pen and ink.

I am back now......
Aug 2016 · 418
ATTENTION
Ovi-Odiete Aug 2016
I May not write too much for now
I fell and my neck and body hurts
If I made a promise to write you a poem
Especially Kishane and Some other Poet Friends here.
I can't post it for now
Please bear with me
And pray for me
I need some days to recuperate
Thank you poet friends
I hope you understand
Thanks Kishane and all Poet Friends.
Jul 2016 · 1.2k
"TO ALL POETS"
Ovi-Odiete Jul 2016
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
I don't know you, but this is for you
Ovi-Odiete Jul 2016
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©
A Poem invoked by watching the moon and by listening to Lorenna Mckennith song "THE DARK NIGHT OF THE SOUL"
Jul 2016 · 1.0k
"GO BEYOND THE MOON"
Ovi-Odiete Jul 2016
Go through this Night
And search for that
that which calls you into the realms
That which haunts you
That which stalks you
And gives you a baring night
Go

Go through this Night
And follow the moon
When she slips through the Night
When she still travels
With strength
Travelling through cosmic depths
Before the night swallows her glory
Go now
For afterwards
She is lost
And you will never find your way

Go
Go now
Go through this Night
Find the Moon
Go beyond the MOON

Ovi Odiete©

THE GO WITH(POEM SERIES)*
FIRST POEM
INSPIRED BY THE MUSICIAN ENYA AND HER LYRICIST ROMA RYAN

THE GO WITH THE SERIES IS  A SERIES OF INVOKING  POEMS THAT AIM TO SPUR YOU

CREATED BY MYSELF (OVI ODIETE)

I HAVE INVITED TWO OTHER POETS TO CONTRIBUTE TO THIS SERIES AND AIM TO INVITE MORE

IT'S A CHALLENGING SERIES THAT AIM TO SPUR YOUR DEEPEST IMAGINATIONS
THE NEXT POEM OF THE SERIES WILL BE WRITTEN BY   A  POET FRIEND
HERE ON HELLO POETRY

AS YOU READ, MAY YOU FIND YOUR WAY

REGARDS OVI ODIETE©
ALL RIGHT RESERVED
Jul 2016 · 1.0k
THE TRUTH
Ovi-Odiete Jul 2016
THE TRAGEDY SERIES POEM 2

Painful is the sorrow that comes against Men
Harsh is the heat that poverty brings
Black is the night that comes with anguish
Stray is the bird that has lost its way
Cold is the pain of an abandoned Child
Piercing is the word that comes like a knife
Biting is the agony that eludes peace
Fearful is the thrill that an owl brings
And
Killing is the tragedy that comes with Sickness


Ovi Odiete©
Describing and Comparing
Jul 2016 · 771
THE TRAGEDY
Ovi-Odiete Jul 2016
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
This is the first of my TRAGEDY series of poems

It aims to express the depth of pain and unbearable anguish some people have to face

AVANA is my imaginary character that longed to be loved
Liked and appreciated
She waited for a savior
But so sadly she died alone
In the deep night
Ovi Odiete © 2016
Ovi-Odiete Jul 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* ©

All rights reserved

*THE WHO CAN SERIES 1
The WHO CAN SERIES is a series of Poems that uses a back and forth writing/comparison to explain the depths of a poem created by myself

A CHILD HAS HIS WORLD
IN A CHILD'S WORLD
MANY MYSTERIES ABOUND
THE FEAR
THE THRILLS
THE DEPTHS
AND ALL THESE HE EXPRESS
THROUGH TEARS
Ovi Odiete©
All rights reserved.
Jul 2016 · 640
"AND ALL WILL BE"
Ovi-Odiete Jul 2016
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
I was inspired by the Musician Enya's song THE HUMMING
Which begins like this
And all the light will be will be
And all the future prophecies
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