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Ideas are like the wind
they come and go
like common cold
they come with goals
like ball and post

some we achieve
others we only perceive

but one thing constantly remains
after they have buried our remains

more will perceive
few will achieve

why?

because some will be cowards
and others will be forward

that's how they will exit
and their ideas exist
in a place where ideas are luxuries
just because they refuse to persist.
The Grave yard is the place with the most ideas... Find your purpose and never should you be afraid to live it... Life is short and no second time on earth, make every second count and don't forget to enjoy it, while you are at it.. cos no matter how long you live death must come..
What you think is perfect, should make you practice
Practice should never make perfect
Because the hunger should let you know you haven’t done enough
When the world says you have earned it

You never get complacent
And you always keep working
So you never give up
Thinking you have had enough

Just like we quit when we lose our way
Because we too proud to admit that we have gone astray
This is not the hunger that should fill your belle
This is not a hunger, cos you glued to your tele

Watching the kadashians
Instead of reading Colossians
Forgetting your responsibility as a disciple
Behaving like a man who can’t resist the apple

So wake up, and don’t give up
Put on your armor of Christ and get brave
Just like when you first got saved

Share the gospel to all nation
Make His good news your mission..
share the Gospel of christ,  Hunger for the word of Good.
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
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