A Flower Sings
Of
A Rolling flame,
The River where it touches,
The beaches where it tosses,
A Flower Sings Of A
Black night
Radiating in blissful myths
A Flower Sings.

Bewildered and haunted,
This one night,
Feelings of disarray,
Taunting from the full moon
Haunting through the blue room
A fearful haunting sound
In the midst
Of the town
Owls crying as they flee
Evil prying as we see
The night has come
To lock us in exile,
Beneath its red eyes

Embers of darkness
Glowing afar
Chains of attacks
Calling from the witching hour
As men sleep without   power
Let us watch the night tears
As it conquers all its fears
Which it kept for a million years
But when morning comes
And the rising sun ploughs
I will
Leave
The night
Into a dazzling
light

And the demons gathered, robed in darkness; making enchantments- casting spells
And the night screamed loud- tears flowing pass
telling all what the shadows says
for out of the night, came a strange howl- eerie and uncanny
But the Demons hovered nearer
as the stars shined on them
meandering with deep glitters;
they cast a spell- forcing all men
to sleep in the dead of the night
and they sent nightmares of terrors,
to all mankind- inducing sleep paralysis

And the moon lit the dark skies,
with the shadows hunting men
still the Demons gathered,
making a wish; an evil wish
setting forth a journey- as they hover-fly
flying through those oikon trees,
hovering in one accord above
with their black robes floating
But they missed their pathways;
Embarking on a mixed enroute
Then the Angels flew in,
obstructing their responsive stimuli
the Demons attacked;the Angels subserve

In the midst of the turmoil,
The Demons pathways
they fly away; with all they had
The Angels took charge; breaking seals
And the Demons fell down flat
all with broken wings
The moon light comes sharper,
illuminating all sense of evil out of the night

Angels; with their signets breaking spells
And the heat was felt; as the Demons strengths gave way
Angels took charge.

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

When I close my eyes at night,
When I lay on my bed, I
Hear Shadows and
See Voices.

I begin to scream in silence,
Pleading for my anonymous Lover,
Hiding Somewhere
To Save me,
I lay helpless without wings
As darkness falls,
Leaving me wandering in the dark hours.

I slowly espied through my windows,
Like a princess waiting for a serenade coming from the Northern Winds.
Can I wait through out the night?
This night is getting too long,
I need a friend,
Someone to carry me in his wings to lands unknown.
Or maybe I could swing from the Chandelier,
And find myself on your Shores.

And
Here he comes,
To Save me from the hands of loneliness.
Opening my eyes,
It was nothing
But an imagination,
Here I am, again waiting for a serenade to
Come with in search for me,
For cold is the winds that comes from the Southern Pole.'

She woke up,
Vibrant and Lively,
never knew her end was near
and so,
she set her
things ready
for a long long journey.

The Rivers Flowing,
The Flower Tossing,
And
The Day going.

Only if she knew,
she would not
have embarked on
a journey
to no return.

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

he walks alone; faking a smile
deep within are pairs of agonies
grief, distraught; but still he smiles
walking down the pavement, he stops
turning around are unfriendly friends
they wave at him; camouflaging a smile
he looks away and continues

He has moved thus far, still no one
he hears the birds chipping; the cats crying and water falling
the queen of the night's flower arouse him; bringing him to a rush of impulse and pleasure, but still he wanders

they have stabbed him twice; his closest pals
they set him up; they slander him behind the scene and still rush to.him with cold hands
he has decided to stay firm; a man of his own- to walk through the valley alone; A Beautiful Loner.

~~~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©

Looking through my walks, I see the pieces
Piercing through my soul, looked back at me
I see it, wider than I imagined, it moved
The curtains drifts; Farther and Farther
I watched in awe; Overjoyed in Abandon
Trailing high and Moving heights
I see It
Dark Face; Coarse Voice, I hear it
I see it, Falling Lights, Rising Waters
Trembling Legs, Dazzling Eyes, Moving thoughts
I heard it; Breaking and Sobbing Voice
I stand again in awe, Flabbergasted
I moved further away into the nights
As the Rain Pours and Dance
Pouring on my trembling skin
Waking Up my curious thoughts,
Still I stand firm in awe
As the walls shatters,
Then it moved into sight
It was nothing but a Broken Shadow.

Our Words go into the Skies,
Our Sight travels beyond the Moon,
Our Eyes go beyond the Oceans;
We Embark on a journey at Night,
Arriving a Destination at Dawn
We are strong in our Fears;
We want to know the Lengths,
We want to see the Depths
Who Knows the shape of Yonder?
Who knows the ethereal Measurements?
But the Oceans tells its Endlessness

Our Soul longs for immortality,
But our body will betray us
Our minds keeps wandering for the Unknown
We travel through life with moments to behold,
Arriving at a distance broader than us
What has time not told us?
What is time hiding from us?
We want to know the heights
We want to see the Realms
Who knows the world after here?
Only God knows

We are building castles in the Air,
Though we cannot see them
We have submitted our Course;
We are waiting for answers
How long shall we wait?
Where is the beginning?
Where is the end?
In our loneliness, we are stronger
We want to know more,
We seek to know more;
Until the End

We are waiting at the Gates;
And the storm is heavy,
Still the rain falls deeper
Should we wait longer?
Can we wait Longer?
Who knows the lost road to the sky?
Who knows the path leading to the moon?
Why are our shadows trailing us?
Who knows the ethereal measurements?
No one knows,
But the Ocean tells its Endlessness.

City Light - Poem by Ovi Odiete

City light shine
and
            meets
       at
                where the river flows,
with glistening
                Rays
following every high way.

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

A red red light
~STOOD~
                   Illuminating the nights


As an Emblem of
                             Dazzling Stars
Waited so high
And Embers
From the dark night
Radiated
Every part of the night.

Embers of Peace and Love
Bringing
Joy and Hope
To the dismayed
A Red Red Light
Stood
Illuminating the nights
With the Embers
Beaming and Gleaming
Shinning out
                                 Every Gloom
From different
Faces.
            
                     Ovi Odiete©

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

**Ovi Odiete

A Fine adventure,
that exists within the
Mind.
A Strong sense of believe,
within the heart of man's existence.

You may have been hurt a thousand times,
Or destroyed with WORDS as hot as FIRE,
You may be broken and shattered,
You may not know what else to do,
So you resort to becoming bitter with words,
Aiming at attacking the ones that got away with you
Did they break you or ****** YOU?
Did it throw you into pieces?
And now you want to burn them in anyway?
Why not sit, ponder and SEARCH,
Sit again and see,
As long as you are bitter and fighting back,
There will be no peace,
For there is more energy and stress exerted in fighting than forgiving.
Forgive and let go.
It will soothe you,
It will him too.
Forgive,
Close your eyes,
Take a deep breath
And let it go
For it burdens your heart
And soon will make you collapse.

There are some creatures that hide at night
they are under the sea, they stay within
they know your name
they are beautiful, they are immense
they subserve, they jump above walls
they do swim, throughout the sea depths
but they are not friendly
they are man's bestfriends
they are also his killers

Some creatures stay within the sea beneath the sea at night, but walk seductively at day to capture men, Man will pay the price for his lustful thoughts.

The wind of night,
She stops on her mights,
A thing from Evil.

Ovi Odiete

The Night of Ember
i brought out my Plight,
A taste from the fall.

Ovi Odiete

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

Green is for fertility, ever growing as the day, lively as earth
And
Filled with nature's Endowment.

Blue is for calm and serenity,
A quiet peace of mind, a beautiful
Loner,
For meditation and interaction
Between God and Man,
A proud solace of the Ocean deep.

Red is for igniting, vibrant and a sense of Impulse, a feeling of
Danger and Anger,
A momentum that when harnessed
Can bring out a powerful aura.
The colour for love and also the
Colour for hatred, Red is danger.

White is for Angels and Heaven deep,
A spotless robe, ephemeral, for
Intertwining of the Supreme,
A perfect path to life,
Too spotless, too clean, too Ethereal,
White is always White.

"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

You know how much our love has travelled
your pain; my sorrow
my grief; your anguish
you and I know how much we can sail,
so let's come together and run away
I chase you beyond those oikon trees
where you hid those dark secrets
You chase me towards the junction
where the road divides
where the trees tell the stories
of the secret I cannot say
and then

*"I stitch your wounds"

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

The earth wakes up to the morning sun,
After parting with the nights shrouds.
It then open his arms to receive SUNRISE
Soon, Sun Rises and the green leaves smiles.
The Sun moves through the edge of clouds and brings warmth to the dearest souls,
Now earth keeps this record in time
And soon,
The day begins to go on a hiatus

SUNSET Comes, Preparing the way for the moon and her entourages.

Then night falls and all souls go seek for shelter and Bliss.
The Queen of Bliss visits with her waves and send night to an amazing SILENT time.
She spreads her wings and consoles the souls of the troubled hearts.
It is the MOON that brings forth that BLISS
LET BLISS FLOW

Life has a soul,
That touches every hole.
Dancing to the tone,
But life itself has a dark side.
Darkening that space within hearts,
With twists and turns,
Leaving us Pondering.
Till death do us part,
We will ever wonder.

Ovi Odiete

In no distant time,
The darkness falls
And
Bring Mourning and suffering
To hopeful Souls.
It touches all
And
Catches More.
Somehow, some surpass
The Ruggedness of Life,
But most times,
It becomes difficult to comprehend.

Ovi Odiete©

Strangers Everywhere
Strange faces; Strange Voices
Beautiful Loners, Short and Tall
Dark and Fair
All traveling through Life,
They all have
A
Story to tell.

We work day and night,
All the troubles and Sorrows,
All the pitfalls through Big tops,
All the Awards we Applaud,
the journey goes thus farther,
left, right, south or north,
And then we all meet,
In a junction where all must fall,
And death takes it all
It robs us all,
This truth we must face.

Ovi Odiete

Love stirs the deepest chasms of the mind and soon, every thought begins to float

Waves of Ephemeral heights
       Lay in Ethereal mights
Floating
       And
    Clothing
The depths of the Night

Waves of hope and bliss
        Through the Moon's eyes
Array
         The fearful Night
In a glorious box
             Encased in Glory

Ovi Odiete©

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.

Of a pretty face and a fearful thrill,
Passing by an edged wood,
Stalking pass the deepest night,
Rolls of thunders, unveils this mystery

Of a curvy shape and brightest smile,
In a meddling broken tale
Hearts entwined into one;
Now another *******, another day

Of a beauty unspeakable,
With an eerie touch of magic,
And there she goes, Calling me
But lo and behold, I am Enchanted.

Out of the darkest shell I emerge,
Bringing Out a path once trailed
I Arrive; With a story to tell
From a past once bitter
To a Path Now Fitter

Out of the grave of dreams, I Arrive
Standing on the Rays of boom
From the pains of Mirage,
To the Shadows longed for
I will take my Chances

Out of the loneliest Sea,
I conquered
Beneath the Deepest Clouds
I Fly, I sojourn without feathers
And tell my tales at Heavens Gate