Death holds me not in remembrance,
Sickness holds me not in remembrance,
I have become THE ADORED,
Not to be mocked, by the ENTIRE world.

May not have given the tools,
Surely, they have made, no fool,
Turned out almost cool,
With common sense, from life schools

Grown men, bickering like rats,
Squeaking around obvious facts,
To the sewers! Stinky bats!!
Two-face snitches, and their shameless acts.

Good cheer, my beloved,
The heavens have you covered,
Make merry, for thine goodly tide,
For ye have been increased, on every side.

Her eyes intoxicate me,
I'm up, all night,
Praying, they'll be,
My guiding light.

"Don't touch me!"
She screamed!!
But her face sweetly beamed,
When I pulled her, very close, to me.

Catch the notes of my love,
Spread your heart wide,
Watch them from above,
As they gently, downward, glide

On my side,
The LORD'S army, charging along,
Cutting off ruthlessly, the wicked throng,
And none can match, the deafening, thunderous ride.

Like peas in a pod,
Heart pumping blood,
Together, you and I,
Taking on the world, riding high.

Drop your wings,
I need you here,
Heaven may care,
But I have our rings.

Walk out on your dreams,
And others will walk straight into them,
Yes, you swim dark, sorrowful streams;
There are those who've made dams out of 'em.

My eyes are open,
But do not see,
This path's not unfamiliar to me,
It's the one I've chosen;

My mind's shut to many things,
Those that naturally appeal to me,
The freshness dawn brings,
The time I spend under the shady mango tree;

But today, I stopped,
To drink in the ambiance,
To gaze upon hedges beautifully cropped,
Basking in the moment I found by chance;

There, I said a prayer,
Of thanksgiving to the heavens above,
To the Alpha and Omega,
For these great gifts of life...and of love.

The dusty road to work,
Rough, dusty and hazy,
Hustlers chase their luck,
No greens for the lazy

Love me down,
Do me thoroughly,
Run me out of town,
Byt wait, after this, our nightly.

The stars in your smile,
Travel the southern mile,
And whenever I get lost,
I look to your stellar trust.

The warmth of family and dear friends,
Hot red and dazzling white,
The beauty of evening sunlight,
Together, you and I, until the journey ends.

I will cry upon thine shoulder,
Oh, gentle lover,
I entrust with you my fragility,
Promise, ne'er, to take advantage, of my vulnerability.

I am not afraid,
To be honest with you,
My love for you is true,
Sharper, it is, than a two-edged blade.

Don't say you don't love someone any more,
When you refuse to let them out the door,
Never give up when you feel you can't continue any more,
What to do is pick yourself off of the sodden floor.

The lights will never go dim,
Birds never stop tweeting,
Love will find you a sweet thing,
And health will complete this awesome team.

With you life takes on newer meanings,
Without you, no more...just empty feelings,
Glad Cupid shot me,
And again, with no one else, would I rather be.

Stretch naira through the window,
Get a pack of biscuits,
Chew, chew and swallow,
And savour the little bits.

Moving at a spot,
Stuck in some stupid vortex,
Horrible like dry ***,
Or a quickie in a packed parking lot.

She is such a woman,
And am I her man?
She believes in me,
And is this what I see?

And there are many millions,
Even billions,
Yet fate had her way,
Crossing our paths the very day;

Many months later,
Chatted...texted,
Friendship getting better,
And we have talked!

You're my highpoint,
Of this year,
You're so on point,
My GingerBread dear,

Jesus' older sister;
Go on and have a great new year,
Many magical moments,
With absolute zero torments. #BirthdayVERSES >>> Adeola Ojo CEO Adehola Creations :D :D :D :D

Never known bread or butter,
The comfort of a warm meal,
A very, very distant deal,
What is more real is a cold drink from the gutter,

Now twenty-one, can neither read nor write,
Wise only in ways rather dodgy,
Would lay ambush for money,
Just for a pleasurable night;

Looking back at time wasted,
Old and grey, a gentle smile plays,
Memorable tunes of weather- beaten days,
And all those horrible monsters proudly bested.

Child of necessity,
Born on a blanket of hope,
To a mother who can barely cope,
And a father who roams the city;

With so much tears,
Mother gathers a few rags together,
Prays fate will find one better,
To love him all his years;

Tempered by harsh realities of life,
Scavenging on scrapes and bits,
Grows leathery skin to survive the streets,
Each sunrise and sunset a renewed strife.

With red and white,
And hearts beating as one,
Lovers gather in cheerful delight,
To greet the warm, fourteen sun.

Will you allow yourself be used?
A great mind such as yours?
Would you for money go on all fours?
And upon society become terror loosed?

Do not allow yourself be used,
Let all positive forces be fused,
Render all political bigots confused,
Tell them to use their offspring instead; we are no longer amused.

When the old die young,
And the young never see the dusk,
Know there is something wrong,
When the living fight over dried husk.

She’s not beautiful,
But can take your breath away,
Her smile may not be that wonderful,
But she’ll have your heart any day.

Her chuckles stir me up,
She engages me with her cheerful banter,
Last night, she sounded a lot sexier, and brilliantly smarter,
And I wished and wished again…that she’ll never, ever... stop.

Better it is today,
My life to lay,
For a course worthy,
Than a cowardly history.

What’s more depressing than darkness,
More shameful than a golden fool,
As hopeless as a castrated bull,
As frustrating, as a stalemate, in chess?

Because you’re not in the orange overalls,
Does not make you a saint,
Don’t smear me with red paint,
Because you walk the hallowed halls.

In cold blood,
The gourd is broken,
In crimson flood,
It lay crooked and ashen.

You are a thief,
You go around committing mischief,
You fill women’s hearts with unwholesome grief,
You make men’s lives short and painfully brief.

Out of dark holes they come,
Half breeds with little minds,
Cavernous, monstrous kinds,
Shuffling around for meaty some.

Hooked on eyes,
That shone like dazzling stars,
These are no lies,
See, here, diamond bars.

Forever happy,
Feeling dandy,
Almost randy,
Forever happy.

Each day’s the same,
The night’s wet pillowcase;
The morning brings in the shame,
Same time, every time, same place.

You wonder aimlessly,
In the forest of pain and loneliness,
Scratched, pricked and pierced mercilessly,
****** tears, making, an aching mess.

If death today shuts me eye,
I pray to God, me soul, on wings to fly,
And if I cannot attain a place that high,
Then earth bound without a goodbye.