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Okuku,
Thou great one.
The spirit being,
That seeth all things.
Eyes of the gods
Amadioha's mouthpiece
The divination of,
Amadioha's creation.
Why yea?
Why yea soil thy hands?
The holy ground,
Yet a rotten ground.
The mouth speaketh
Yet masking the truth.

Okuku,
Amadioha's devotee
Amadioha's confirmed
The teller of Amadioha's message,
Yet breathing destruction.
Why yea?
Why yea soil thy hands?
The people,
They see things,
Yet afraid to tell it.
Thou keeper of the scared Oracle
Why soil thy soul?
Lies and treachery
Thy newest *****.

Okuku,
You departed the way of the gods
You stand in the concubine of wickedness
Nevertheless,
Okuku,
A mighty man of the gods,
Thou falleth,
Yet a strong man.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Obianuju,
My betrothed.
The princess of Amigbo
An angel,
So innocent like the sun.
Your heart,
The purest of all.
An embodiment of beauty
A charisma of strength,
From a lineage of purity.
A besieging *****,
For a befitting thrown.
A worthy queen,
Yet I see you not.
The forcing of hearts,
An eternal regret.

No one,
No one,
I looked far and wide.
No one,
In comparison of your beauty.
My heart,
A belonging for another.
The misery of our joining,
A damaging scar it leaves.
Your heart,
So innocent,
Yet I seek another.
Obianuju,
Do not await my return.
A betrothing of hearts,
Yet my heart seeks another.
Obianuju,
I tarry,
I tarry to my heart.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Throughout this poem you will see where a prince was betrothed a wife who is a princess but his heart longs for another. Here he tells his betrothed princess that he seeks another and not so she shouldn't expect him to love her in return.
I walk through crowd,
With my head up high.
I place myself,
On a pedestal,
Making sure I am heard,
And seen.

Writing my own story,
An autobiography of motherhood.
A shabby structure,
Teaching only wifehood,
Yet excelling nowhere.

My success story,
A kitchens tale,
Considering nothing better.
A silent solace,
Only to speak,
When spoken to.
A confinement,
Yet expecting more.

A responsibility,
Awakening every family.
Breaking the norms
Traditions I resist,
Yet fore telling my gender.

Ringing their consciousness
Many I awake
Preaching my roles
Moving with the times
Archaic men standing tall,
Yet teaching life lessons.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Feminine addresses the issues women face in society and it highlights feminism.
Loving without,
Remorseful feelings,
As I let her go.
I love,
Yet lust.

I pleasure,
At your beautiful *****.
I stand,
Placing my arm,
Upon your plush velvet neck.

I make you scream,
In excitement.
My heart,
It pumps like a drum beat.

I await,
As you hold me,
In your arms.
I pleasure in your arms,
Exploring aphrodisiac.
My sensuality and desire,
Yours to behold.

My beautiful seduction,
A caressing for the night.
The passion of flames,
A consuming fire.
Looking into your eyes,
I sink my soul in it.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
I see you,
I see you in my dreams.
Can I behold,
This astonishing beauty?
A pride,
Befitting for royalty.
A diamond carved for dignitries
A precious stone,
For the collection of showcase.
I see you,
I see you in my dreams.
A being of glamour
A fashion icon,
Placed on pedestal.
Beauty so rare
Even Lucifer became jealous
Can I behold,
This astonishing beauty?
I see you,
I see you in my dreams.
A fantasy,
I live in my dreams.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Fantasy tells the tale of someone who constantly dreams of someone he can't have not touch.
I heard,
The melodious sounds,
It calleth,
To all of us.
A sound so soothing
A sound so calming

The wondrous tunes,
It came from the East.
It felt like a charm
It lifted up my ears
I danced with no worries

All I could say was,
Play it again.
The chords,
Strung so perfectly.
I listened with attention

It drew people,
Dancing,
From near and wide.
Even the princess,
Dancing carelessly,
Like a giveaway.

String it one more time
The heavenly cometh down
I can see angels dancing
String it one more time
I want to listen again,
As I dance with no worries.

Written by Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
Love like an ocean
Beauty like a rose,
Always want to be kept.

Red as roses
Pure hearts like violets
Cupid,
A sending from cupid.

I received cupid's arrow,
To the bitterness of my heartbreak.
My soul reaches yours
A binding of hearts

The capturing of lovers,
Touching hands.
An angel so perfect
A creation of hard hearts,
Yet so tender.

Looking at your eyes,
Seeing my future.
Your adorning beauty,
A mesmerising for all ages.
Your flowery smile,
A willer of hope.

My eternal rest,
I lay in your arms forever.

Written by  Tosan Oluwakemi Thompson
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