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438 · Jul 11
Be Happy
Be happy,
  Just smile,
Don't forget to laugh out loud.
   Don't scurry through life,
Take time to wait and stare,
    Have no care,
Be happy,
         Be your best.
Life does not debate your best.
     Make your best.
And change the epic portion of your story
To a happy epilogue,
Live happily ever after.
      Don't take your  life.
© Adeoye Favour I.(Favwrites) et Sandra Osigwe
Suicide is not an option!
89 · Jun 18
For the night
                       is dark
And full of terror
       But what do we
Say to the God of fear?
© Adeoye Favour I.
The letter of the depressed soul
I always want to love life,
but it seems am an awful and unforgiving lover
And it seems life herself is grossly unfair to me,
Always frustrating my labour of love and very many commitments

I always get more than I want or ever deserves,
of the many struggles and pains that life serves
Maybe she forgot the concept of fair share
Or maybe others were made with iron
And I with soil.

©Adeoye Favour I.
Thinking Out Load
The Almighty Curse;Ancestral Flaws!
                      A Tribute
To the great beyond,
                                we shall all go!
The pathof Sheol,
                                shall we all thread!
The land of darkness,
                                sojourn we must!
So great an unfaithful fate,
                                 we must partake!
A yoke so severe,
                                 we must bear!
A debt so great    
                                  we must pay!
In the fullness of time,
                                  we shall revert to earth!
And heave the last sigh!

       But we all want to befriend time
And wayfare the edge of eternity!
        The eternal realm,
                                we all crave!
But the debt must be paid,
      The curse must be bore,
Because the fruit had been eaten!
© Adeoye Favour I.
All must die,no one is coming here alive,so live truly while it lasts!
The George of the Jungle
                  King Adventurer
      George of the jungle
Father of Wildlings!
53 · Jun 21
Coronation <<Haiku>>
Let me be the king
I am the first of my kind
Let me wear crown
© Adeoye Favour I.
38 · Jun 18
Molten Magma
Molten Magma  
There is nothing after no more
And no more after nothing

When a rock get crushed
When a mountain turns powder

When a bone is broken
When the baoba is fell

When monument burn to ashes
When the land rupture
       Giving way to fiery fury
And chaotic chasm,
Then there is nothing after no more,
And no more after nothing

When the beginning takes off from the end
     And the end from the beginning
And a poor soul at the receiving end of their tyranny,
Then there is nothing after no more,
And no more after nothing

When a poor soul had been poured
like a drink offering,
He becomes the cup and the drink,
He is a product of time immemorial  and
disruptive transformation,
  He becomes the fire and the ice,
  The wind and the whirlwind,
He becomes the roaring thunder
       And the thunder roaring
Argh,he becomes the molten magma,
Threatening the foundation of the cosmos
*Fell (transitive; to strike down,**** or destroy)
© Adeoye Favour I.
34 · Jun 21
In the deep;
In the midst of rivers of many waters
      I found myself

I sailed when the winds were turbulent
       And the waves rage

I set out on an unknown course
      Without a compass nor a map

I hurt comfort by leaving her zone
And  betraying her trust.

The bridge had fallen before my arrival
At the cross over point

Yea,I find no shelter from this paralyzing
           And contagious cold,
Neither do I find fire for warmth

I paid for a roasted chicken
   But I was served bile

I hunted earnestly for elephants
   But mongoose was all I got

Vinegar became the wine
I now savour,
And ammonia the perfume l wore

I sought for a companion
But fierce woes were those that
encompassed me

My peaceful haven became
An abode of lion and scorpion.

I became a victim of desires,
Thrown into the fire burning without sulphur
  In the name of passion,
And for the sake of the future .
© Adeoye Favour I.
32 · Jul 11
Would it be worth it?
Visions that ripped the heart apart,
Dreams that made the soul a prisoner of passion,
     Visions that made the heart skip
And made the soul sighs.
The route that encumbers the spirit,
               And wearies the body
Dreams that made night a nightmare
    And daybreak an herculean task.
Visions that makes die
   And makes grow.
The envisioned life that requires Elephant as sacrifice and life's blood as drink offering
        Tell me this would be worth it.
© Adeoye Favour I.
28 · Jul 11
Song of the DEAD!
The Song of the DEAD
The Dirge is about to begin
The banjo is heard from afar off
The intermittent sound of Ìyá-Ìlù has arouse curiosity
The dead will begin the song at twilight,
And gyrate through the night
Because this would be their last feast,
After which they are muted forever!
© Adeoye Favour I.
Footnote:Ìyá Ìlù : Variable tension drum with waisted body.It is the commanding officer of the whole talking drum ensembles and is one of the family of the talking drum generally called Dúndún.
Dead man tells no tale
25 · Jul 11
Say Goodbye
To my lost fragrance,
My forgotten kingdom,
My stolen jewel,

I say goodbye,

To my lonely companion,
My friendless enemy,
My good bad buddy,
I say goodbye ,

To my lofty life,
And brimful days,
                                To my many laurels and accolades
I say goodbye

Maybe we shall meet again

© Adeoye Favour I.
@ Favwrites
20 · Jul 11
A Choice;Life or Death
A Choice; Life or Death
Life, Life,Life
Life so precious oh, life!

     Oh, death!
     Thou art the harbinger of great sorrow,
You,a thief of joy,
  You exhibit callousness subtly!

Even in dire need nor abject poverty
Even in grave denial
And acute opposition,....

        In alienation and utter betrayal,
Aberration would it be,
         To ***** out your life
And give up the ghost.
It's not an option,
Give suicide no chance nor second thought.

Life game though tricky
And some scenario freaky,
Yea it will shatter us a little,
and tend to make us creaky,
But it will call for some period of tweaky
And in no time the darkness will varnish
The night will pass,
Ye,the cloud will disappear,
Lemon will then turn lemonade,
Grenade to pomegranate,
All strains will birth a huge harvest of grain
And all toil will be greatly rewarded,
If and only if we don't give up on life.
© Adeoye Favour I.

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