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*We stand tall, yet so low above our fears, below our doubts; we can see through thick and so we hope so bold but that is as far as it goes here we are, hands tied; we cannot move far and so we shout for us to be free* *In the grave of dreams, are hopes shattered, and joy turned sour lights turned darkness; shadows encamping our hopes all that we ever longed for, but could never accomplish all the days of glory, now a shadowing story* *Let us be loose, we pray take us out of this cage break all these bars of rage let us claim the roaring sea, and name its depths our own. From the grave of dreams, I see the sky but cannot claim it and so I dare to fight the walls* *From the grave of dreams comes a thousand wishes. In our helpless and tormented state, we still seek for freedom shouting through these scars of rage; hoping through the chains of siege praying with all tongues of flames, but that is as far as it goes; here we are, hands tied* *We look to the world all known, and wish for the thrills unknown; though scared of the things unseen, still wishing for them all for a song to let us loose, and a call to give us hope; for we are locked within walls, all we do is to dream of dreams and so painful we never attained them.* Ovi Odiete© Written 2014 first published 2014 on poemhunter
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Dec 2, 2016
Dec 2, 2016 at 12:43 AM UTC
"In the Grave of Dreams"
A SOCIETY WRITTEN IN FLAMES; SHROUDED IN DARKNESS *The tears flows in an endless way Bemoaning the days of yore Watching with eyes that sparks red, Sunken and beaten from the tragedies of yore Helpless and wishing for a relentless call As tragedy hits her most sensitive part, Bemoaning the tides, All her days of glory, Now a shadowy story* *She had been ***** by her very own, The children she yearned and bled for, The men she fed and trained, Where her rain fell full and vast, to soothe their hearts Where she gave it all, and smiled, hoping that someday, they will realize her sacrifices and sleepless nights, Her nights of terror and horrors Where she stood in the midst of the stormy eerie night, shrouded in darkness* *It was her ******* they ****** and clunged to, It was her arms that shielded them from the shadows of the dark, But when they grew and flew, She waited still Praying and wishing they would remember the days of yore* *Then the dark hour rolled away, And when morning came, it was harrowing. It was harrowing how she waited abandoned and dejected, As her sons and daughters peaked at the sky, Trampling her down, Relegating and belittling her Painful it were, as she cried from the agonies of the days of yore, Where she laid all her virtues down, Giving it all to see her children smile,* *It is this dejection that has brought her to tears, It is this wickedness of a child to a mother, that has made her weep endlessly It is this tragedy that have swallowed her glory, As her children keeps flying above huddles, in peace and harmony, Forgetting her, It is this callousness, that pushed them to sapping her virtues and enriching themselves with it thereon* *What is worse than a child abandoning his mother? It is this penchant, that drives them It is the love of greed, It is the seed of corruption, It is not an inherited trait, It is a despicable decision Like a monstrous shadow, Twirling the back of the night. It is the fire that burns within their heart, The fire to **** steal and destroy To take what she can never give again To live, To live big at the expenses of others sorrow and agony It is this evil that has perused Nigeria and has rendered her a roaming wretch And now tragedy looms, It booms and blooms,* A society written in flames Who will save MOTHER NIGERIA? Ovi Odiete© 2016, Oct. 31 All rights reserved Note Children here signifies the evil politicians and men that has sapped our country dry with their evil penchant
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Oct 31, 2016
Oct 31, 2016 at 7:03 AM UTC
"~~Nigeria-Written in Flames~~"
A SOCIETY WRITTEN IN FLAMES; SHROUDED IN DARKNESS *The tears flows in an endless way Bemoaning the days of yore Watching with eyes that sparks red, Sunken and beaten from the tragedies of yore Helpless and wishing for a relentless call As tragedy hits her most sensitive part, Bemoaning the tides, All her days of glory, Now a shadowy story* *She had been ***** by her very own, The children she yearned and bled for, The men she fed and trained, Where her rain fell full and vast, to soothe their hearts Where she gave it all, and smiled, hoping that someday, they will realize her sacrifices and sleepless nights, Her nights of terror and horrors Where she stood in the midst of the stormy eerie night, shrouded in darkness* *It was her ******* they ****** and clunged to, It was her arms that shielded them from the shadows of the dark, But when they grew and flew, She waited still Praying and wishing they would remember the days of yore* *Then the dark hour rolled away, And when morning came, it was harrowing. It was harrowing how she waited abandoned and dejected, As her sons and daughters peaked at the sky, Trampling her down, Relegating and belittling her Painful it were, as she cried from the agonies of the days of yore, Where she laid all her virtues down, Giving it all to see her children smile,* *It is this dejection that has brought her to tears, It is this wickedness of a child to a mother, that has made her weep endlessly It is this tragedy that have swallowed her glory, As her children keeps flying above huddles, in peace and harmony, Forgetting her, It is this callousness, that pushed them to sapping her virtues and enriching themselves with it thereon* *What is worse than a child abandoning his mother? It is this penchant, that drives them It is the love of greed, It is the seed of corruption, It is not an inherited trait, It is a despicable decision Like a monstrous shadow, Twirling the back of the night. It is the fire that burns within their heart, The fire to **** steal and destroy To take what she can never give again To live, To live big at the expenses of others sorrow and agony It is this evil that has perused Nigeria and has rendered her a roaming wretch And now tragedy looms, It booms and blooms,* A society written in flames Who will save MOTHER NIGERIA? Ovi Odiete© 2016, Oct. 31 All rights reserved Note Children here signifies the evil politicians and men that has sapped our country dry with their evil penchant
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OH NIGHT OH MONSTROUS NIGHT ~•~•~•~•~•~• *Upon a darkened night Flames of love burning in mystic depths Fleeing as*  INFERNO RISES *And by the darkest Shroud She fled her house Immersing in the night In a rainy*  MYSTERY NIGHT while all sleep beneath a strange moonlight *Upon a darkened soul Flames of love burning in glowing sight As secrets hidden unveil into the night And with the moonlight beam She waited still While counting all the stars The Glow consumed her soul While all in quiet rest* *Upon a darkened heart Flames of love burning into sea waves As flames consumes her mind And by the*  **STARS GUIDING NEAR She fled herself Flying into the* NIGHT The flames consumed her heart And left it darkened still **Oh Night Oh Monstrous night Oh NIGHT UNVEIL THYSELF Oh shadows of the night Tiptoe into my presence slowly Oh night watch my quivering heart Oh Night appease my shivering Soul Oh Night caress my weary mind OH NIGHT OH MONSTROUS NIGHT Oh Night Reveal thine masked face** **Oh Night Arise, Unveil the hidden STARS Unmask the MOONLESS NIGHT Oh Night Oh Monstrous Night!!! Oh Calm Oh Calm of night Rock me as I fly searching for thine face Sing for me lullabies of THE WITCHING HOUR Oh Night Oh Shadows of night deep Elude the bane and miseries untold** OH NIGHT OH MONSTROUS NIGHT OH MONSTROUS NIGHT OVI ODIETE©
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Jul 28, 2016
Jul 28, 2016 at 8:21 PM UTC
"THE DARK SOUL OF THE NIGHT"
DEDICATED TO OVI *I see your words and I see peace I read your lines and I find bliss You mesmerize us with your poignant thoughts Like rain that drops on the window pane* WHEN MIDNIGHT FLOWS Like lilies that turn and turn and swirl Like the bird SPARROW Cocooning the earth *You tell your tells like a Movie Your poems are like splendour falls With words interwoven and intertwined like peace Like rainbows that knit the sky Like when the cloud bursts and cry Releasing her emotions as rainfall* ENCASED IN GLORY AS THE MOON YOUR POEMS MESMERISES US *your lines ENCHANT us You bring ethereal joy to this land of poetry Filled with sadness and pain Where every poet Where every writer Where every reader Run into Seeking for refuge Seeking for that Bliss And like* **THE STARS GUIDING THE MOON IN COSMIC YONDER** *your words shine down Invading our deepest pain Releasing our anger and anguish You shine down on us You light our paths in this den And for those who do not like you I say they like to be* SHROUDED *In darkness But still Shine* OVI *shine Shine bright the way you are* **You Are a STAR Shine bright through your words SHINE OVI SHINE** JUST FOR OVI ODIETE
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Jul 23, 2016
Jul 23, 2016 at 10:28 AM UTC
"LIKE THE STARS, YOU SHINE" (A POEM FOR OVI ODIETE)