In blood, a precious cake dancing
aflame in whirlpool of
cyclopean darkness.

The triggers of sanguinary
guns are tumbling down tears,
sorrow and grief in gush on
the cliff of darkness.

The moon,  a crimson cake of
venom toasting blind sun in
gory rays as stars twinkling
blood at dawn.

The orphan profusely wailing
for peace in her own bizarre
carnage in bazaar of iniquity
and rivers of blood.

Let the world stop this blood
Lest this blood stops the world!


©2018 KAYODE STEVE ADARAMOYE

Every battle of a warrior
is riddled with confused
noise!

The garment of a warrior
is rolled in blood!

When the bricks are falling
down,  a warrior builds
with hewn trees

When the sycamore are cut
down, a warrior replaces
them with cedar

In the lifting of the smoke he
burns down wickedness
and its fire with stout heart

Certain in certainty, the trees
in the wood  bow to the
warring winds in the battle of a
warrior!

Warrior sings upfront in
victory and for victory,
standing determined on
the mountain of courage
and faith, dutifully
worshipping on the altar
of fearlessness and glory.

The poet is a universe
In the universe
Having the universe in him
Vibrating the universe in his head
Kicking the ball in the mind field
In complex tapestry of words woven
To attain infinity in infinity.

Wonder not, the poet
In the universe knows
What others know not
By unravelling the universe
In complex poetic rhythms
From deep afflatus.

Living in the universe and
Carrying the universe on head
Are they equal?
I know the poet is a universe
Thinking the universe
Carrying the universe
In complex colors of night and day
Complicating the universe in issues
But resolving them in poetry

The poet is a universe
Growing tap root into the ocean soil
Shooting foliage to hell and heaven
Engaging the the universe in dialogue
To grow tall trees of wisdom and understanding
In the universe in which he is a universe.

The poet, a universe
Isolated in the universe
To think the universe in the plains,
Valleys and mountains of a universe
In the universe bewildering complexities
The poet is a universe!

I am not the dusk!

I live in immortality
I sleep in immortality
I rise in immortality.

I am not the dusk!

My words are pure
On eternal marble
Bringing down
House of falsehood.

I am the dawn
Not the dusk
I live in immortality
Declaring His glory.

at the break of the dawn
the dusk dawned, *****,
overshadowed, and devoured​
the golden splendour of the
morning.

trees of darkness appear from the
silhouettes of the sky, skedaddling
beyond the eyes, destroying the
visage of the holy sun

and the dawn breaks through with
the offering of a thousand sacrifices
consuming the deep darkness,
rolling sapphires​ into emerald with
the light of a gold-diamond.

How can I shut up

When the world is in chains
And tears flowing in rivers
And smile  dried on faces
And blood flood on the streets
As equity is in prison
As truth falling in the street
To shut up is to die unborn.

The blue dew is raining in
roaring fury!

It's a love cascading violently
from ****** blue mountain,
inviting grit from ocean of
courage, to offload tons of
bashfulness overload.

I reach a dime with hazel gaze
to a blue-eyed goddess in the
love garden, popping ogle
champagne in blind lust to
******* world.

I grin!
I grin in summary epic!

The amorous picnic turn and caress
me in mercurial adjectives, embalm
me in emotional stiffness,  aloof
from the real, unfrozen me into
insatiable insanity.

Not long, the craze evaporated
into eternity!

On the ocean of life I
Dropped  thought-pebbles
Resonances in winds
Rebounding in ripples
Actions born in countless waves
Triggering counter-actions!

Cataracts of wonders, suddenly
Vomiting volumes of gold
Pouring golden flames
Into life ocean purities
Bouncing up hills and valleys
In voyage of expectations
Creating realities in emeralds!

Tumbling air in blues
Skies beatific glory binges
In endless waves in azure skies
Echoing sounds of depth
Deeper than the deep
Launching into the Deep
Harvesting immortal gold
Reaping eternal glory!

Sun of love is shining
Blinding the face of hate
Uprooting evil trees
Planting rainbows in the sky

It's time to worship
To adore at the shrine of love
To bury hate in infernal grave.

It takes an orchestra
To make a symphony
It takes efforts to love

When love flows in rivers
Banks of life are flooded with glory
All is covered by and thrilled in beauty.

What compares to thee O Love?
Nothing and nothing
Let your music flows O Love
And'll dance to the Nirvana!

I am not a carnivore
but a ****** man eating
the flesh of the baboons.

Colonies of monkeys in
awe watching David in
enterprising exploits slaying
Goliaths in heroism of liberty
for equity.

It'll not be long when the night'll
break into day of  freedom when the baboons will leave the bananas for the monkeys.

Till this ugly night of injustice turns a summer day of freedom when all sieging clouds are cleared, it's war!

Yesterday, the sun set at midday,
a lot of rivers lost their flows
as confusion engulfed us in conflagration of confusion
Today the sunrise has chased away
the fiery sundown into the abyss
What a glorious augury overshadowing the dark shadow in the labyrinth of the unknown to come.
It's the power of the Power beyond!

To the Master, glory!
To the Buckler, glory!
To the Sovereign, glory!
Oh, how grateful to be alive!

The hell shelling like atomic bomb  
But lose not sight of the rainbow
Off the curve of hell is the heaven
Oh, how grateful to be alive!

The night’ll not endure
No matter the hell fiend
Heaven‘ll outpace its space
Oh, how grateful to be alive!

To the Almighty God, glory
To the Miracle Connoisseur, glory
To the Alpha and Omega, glory
Oh, how grateful to be alive!

The sun coming to delete the night
Conquer the brute dark by faith
And see the stars in blooming petals
Oh, how grateful to be alive!

The moon is coming this ogre night
This ambushing danger‘ll break
To the sunrise of glory
Oh, how grateful to be alive!

Turn not your back
On the forward march to glory
Shoot hope infinite to the dim horizon
Oh, how grateful to be alive!

To the King, glory!
To the Love, glory!
To the Glory, glory!
Oh, how grateful to be alive!

Empty valley on violent rampage
Challenging mountain to a duel

Outsize ego on prowl
Looking for whom to cut down

A beautiful snake in beauty pageant
Vowing to emerge the forest King

Issue a yellow card to a snail
Who vows to climb a salty hill

Crab beware fish is the owner of aquatic splendour!

The white sparrows are luxuriating in the furrows of glory, bringing diamond sheaves of beauty in the marrow of a golden morning.

Every leaf turning a golden flower with jewelry petals in explosion of beauty in transcendence of the sun of incandence!

Harvest in rushing armada, riding on wings of ginomous glory.

It's a bountiful spring with colorful opulence in overflow of wonders, burying the venomous autumn in flaming death!

Greenfield far far away
In droves luring Africans
Across the foaming flames
Through the Sahara hell
Scaling the stormy Sea.

The sheep in droves
Galloping across the desert
Taking risk in risk, hoping
Till every breath of wants
Dies in want of want.

Many have died
Some are dying
Many will still die
Tell me not why!

Humanity in high flames
Burning in crimson clouds
Coming to outlandish rainbow!

The dead dead!
Would they come back?
To bite the hunchback
Hounding the donkey's back
In search of the greenery​.

Poach me not
I'm not your egg
I'm not your world!

Oh! Your world is your egg
Don't fry it
Don't boil it
Hatch it to a noble bird!

Your world is a fragile egg!

Come knowledge
Come understanding
Come wisdom
To make the sentience choice.

Poach me not
I'm not your egg
Your world is your egg
Your egg is your world
Let your egg multiply!

Wind of victory is blowing
Blowing ferociously in power
Blowing us fortune in power
Blowing us victory in power

Let's wear amulet of faith
Let's wear amulet of courage
We must shave death's head
We must bury death
We must shave war's head
No matter the price
We must win the prize!

Fear not
Fear not
Fear not
Commands
The Commander-in-Chief !

On hitting the abyss, I stumble on gold
of inestimable diamond-emerald.

Tell them not, if at all you know the secret of my treasure in the treasure.

I know I have amazing fortune of
priceless cyclopean value to
mesmerize many generations into lulabies of the unknown.

I know only the deep calls to the deep!

I seek the deepest blue sky
and find it on my wings

I will never perch on the
rest- trees

till I possess the
impossible skies

till I become the moon and
the stars and the sun

till I conquer the flaming
mountains

till every  want
is buried in eternity
  
till my age becomes clearer
as noonday and ageless as
water

till I shine forth as morning
in eternity of emerald-gold!

Give me your heart
That I may have hat
On my heart.

It's love carnival
In love festival
In  love fever.

With your love mirror
I can see the infinity
In the house of dignity.

Let's celebrate our love
In this season of love
In the infinity of love.

Like bay tree
The tree of His faithfulness
Spreading glory in glory

Oh what a mystery tree
Is Your faithfulness
Flourishing in all season

Your faithfulness is eternal
Roaring in all season
Devouring all unfaithfulness

Earth may come to an end
Heaven may be no more
Your faithfulness abides forever

The night may be fierily dark
Devouring the unborn day
Your faithfulness is sure to win

Let the earth rejoice
Let heaven rejoice
His faithfulness is eternally victorious.

It's time to leave the shadow
To high high power in the heavenlies
We are power of the Power in power
Bringing down walls of Darkness
At the darkest hour of uncertainties

Let's wear garment of victory
With hallelujah voices in decibels
We are sure of victory at dawn
The night is defeated already
See the oak of darkness falling
And sun of glory in luminous glory

Thanks for ocean of testimonies
Our strength is in the Glory
Our faith in the Faith never fail
Bringing down walls of Darkness
As glory roaring in glory for the Glory!

Popping the champagne
of love is nirvana in
eternity.

Give me your love
and let me balloon
in grace of this
*******
of this season.

This season is in
season for all
seasons​.

Don't you know
your love is the
salt of my life?

O dear, let's pop this
champagne and let
my appetite wither
into the abyss!

I know and I know
that love is the only
way to eternity.

Fruitful morning in glory
At portal of rising glory
In explosion of glory
Running rivers of glory

Zion train is our palace
Enveloping our skies
With rainbows of beauties
Running from east to the west

It's morning of beauty
Come my glory for my beauty!

In grandeur of eminence the Sun celebrates her power
In the thick forest of the darkest the Moon flourishes in her glory

The tidal wave is in tinder of a brand new glory, catching fire of a mad harmattan, refining gold and diamond in the expansive field of a glitzy pearl

And transcendence on our way it's roaring of the tidal wave, uprooting dark moons and burying scourging suns in infernal graves!

See our warriors surfing on the tidal wave of this season of victorious glory,
manifesting us to the world, declaring the glory of the Glory, shooting pearly flames in clouds of glory and power

As quotidian stinging tides are being uprooted in routing defeat with eerie eruption of volcano of joy and power in uncommon grandeur.

Oh! Alluring sun of glory
Oh! Alluring moon of majesty
Festooning our sky with power-stars
As rain of victory drowning us in splendor!

Oh! Tidal wave of beatific season, harvesting us barn-full glory at morning dawn of the victory crow!

Give me your word
That I may push the world
Beyond the the sword.

Tbe silence is silent
And voice of silence
Breaking the iron gate of terror

Shakings coming with earthquake
In bangs and gigs and bloom
With roarings of silence

Then dead comes to death
And life lives to live
As the world awakes in silence!

Mountains are subdued in triumph
Valleys are crossed in glory
Battles are tamed to surrender
Whirlwinds are made still in valor
Faith conquers fear in victory
With discipline, the ace-axe!

I am discipline
The soul of the winning army
The refining army of the inimitable
Procuring success to the weak
Making small numbers formidable
Turning talent to power
Turning disability to ability
I am discipline, the almighty formula!

In this awesome night blues
I can hear the pattering of rain
Coming in blessed terrific glory
On my roof head
Drenching me in favor
Drowning me in grace
Till I lost consciousness
To the ethereal world
In beatific splendor of
Eternal golden paradise.

The seas flaming in waves spree
Rolling out rainbows in picturesque
On the seas billows in emerald
As beauty cascading on golden Mountains in waterfall of  Glory
In a 7-karat gold ethereal splendour!

Her love fumigated
            my
soul and healed me
            of
    my    heart aches
           and
  took away plaguing
            cobwebs.

Rivers of tears flowing
In the furrow of afflictions
Bringing in sheaves of
Uncommon harvest
In unusual glory.

Weep  not on this
Fiery  field of labor
Bountiful harvest
Is yours to come in glory

Till you know tears
Are the seeds of great harvest
I bid you not farewell!

Twinkling wonderful
butterflies of hope
flying our skies, let's
handle with fragile
hands of faith and
eye of assurance.

The stinging night is dead
as the day is coming
alive with eerie sun of
victory rising  in hallow
of assured glowing stars.

Our day has come in
gold and emerald, shooting
glory in glory for glory in
chariots of fire, bringing peace
in luminous cataracts of
thunder of gold!

I make a giant stride
on the sun's face and
walk barefooted
on acres of burning
coals to make a slave
of the scourging power
of generations .

I ride on the moon to
catch the pleasure of
the running away
beauty and harvest the
rumbustious golden dawn
of the radiant rainbows.

Then ten witches of Endor
kidnapped me in exchange
for ten pieces of silver
but​ left thousand
and one witches dead
in my white flame!

Converging night of  a hideous
dream, hitting like midnight
migraine in wintry winter,
pursuing  ferociously,
but all  
a mirage race of fleeting illusion!

Fear in rampaging arrow
Vomiting death in fire downpours​!

Faith in power devouring ravenously
Bringing down walls of death
Exalting valleys
Straightening crooked places
Smoothening rough places
Bringing down proud places.

It's the defeat of a proud putrid night!

Call me wise
Because I say
Common sense
Is not common.

Is it not folly
To think common sense
Is common?

Ellipsis filling the void
In season of folly
Who can understand?

Tell the world
Common sense
Is not common!

Come on
Common sense
Is not common!

On acres of  the dawn
I sow sun as seed
And the moon's face dark!

Then comes the night armada,
I sow my labour to the day, forced
To pay wages to the dark!

The day comes in whirlwind
Flaming coals to the eyes sore
I sow my unborn feet burnt!

A trip of irony running,
Carvorting in ectasy moon
In eerie season of unknown!

Evil men are subsidizing
evil in the market of sin!

Good men coming to market
of equity, making articles of
truth free!

Tell them the wicked shall be
frozen in their own iceberg
of wickedness and freely burn
in their own pyre flame.

Our hands in a million-handshake of love
Battalion voices shooting volleys of
of greetings to the eerie sky of joy as skies rolling mortars​ of victory in explosive victory in bloom and boom.

Powers in supernatural combustion rolling out changes in harvest of gold in festivities of joy, splashing waves into ocean of undulating glory.

It is a new moon
Dawning a new song
Dawning a new love
Dawning a new beauty
In power and glory.

Life is pleasant
Life is abundant

Life could be tough
Life could be rough

Life lives in abundance
Abundance lives in life

Make courage your armour!
Make faith your anchor!

Live life to live
Even in its oven

Never forget life's abundance
Whatever you desire
Comes in abundance
If you truly want it

Never lose sight of the rainbows
Lining the rough dry sky
In the devouring wintry winter
The golden summer'll come!
The abundant glory'll  come!

A spring rose,
beaming
gold in a love
garden.

A flower exploding
petals of glory in an​
incandescent morning.

Who can pluck?

Love flowing unlimited
In the illimitable power
Dwelling in immortality.

Above the darkest night
Love towers in victory
Exploding glory in glory

Love, the highest power-voltage
Devouring hate and its impurities
Love, the paragon of virtue.

O love come and dwell in me
That I may declare your glory
In this world of hate and jealousy.

i am the eye of
the sun  

i see  the world
beyond the
black darkness

calling to glory
the sunrise and
the sundown

bringing darkness
to shameful defeat

blessing the world
with sublime beauty

in this love enterprise
i am the uncommon
favor in the uncommon
story, running rivers
in  uncommon course.

Positive imagination soars
higher than thousand eagles​,
on its positive wings power
devouring impossibilities.

Rise up on the wings of the
early morning to fire
imagination to the unlimited
skies and win the race of
destiny.

Nothing conquers like
imagination on the rock of
invincible mind. Construct
your day with bricks of
positive imagination and
see your world in colors
of  glittering glory.

I have run the race
I have finished the course
I have paid a classic price
Now the prize, a delicate angel,
In my hands in bold gold!

Oh! What a diadem of glory
On my head at eventide
Rushing in a morning dawn
With armada of royal rainbows
Arching my violet sky
On wings of glory in glory!

At astronomical dawn,
we met as suns, as
confluence of rainbow
love, discharging our
rivers of fondness into
each other in emerald gold.

Darkness came and *****
the morning. And deep gullies,
craters, hold-ups, pains and
numerous  sorrows on the way
of glory.

But I know the suns'll not die
'cos what is written is written!

... the glory of the morning
suns appeared again in rainbow
folds, bringing rhombus sheaves
in unlimited volume with sublime beauty.

And I told her, I am your poem
and you are my poem in all
seasons.  
Recite and I recite to the power
and glory of the Author of authors.

Piling up a dynamite
In a coffee cup
Steaming aroma flying up
Defying gravity of nasal cavity
Pumping pride
In pompous ego flame

In this reggae night
Jewels of jumpy sounds
On bumpy rocks
Frolicking in rocking airs

Don't really need conversation
That leads to confrontation
Enough aggravation
Fueling frustration
But come joy of beautification
On this night of glorious satisfaction

Friends keep love banner aloft
Foes beware of selling wares
Of animosity, stoking fire of death
Remember life is a flash of a firefly!

I am not in the well
I can say it  well

I am in the well
I can still say it's well

Enthusiasm is my song
Hope is my strength
Faith is my eye
Courage my feet
Perseverance my food
Catching the glory
Harvesting victory unborn

It is well!
It is well!
It is well!

The storm in ravages
The rainbow appear
And I become a poet!

Wild thorns stinging
The rose appear in bloom
And I become a prophet!

Behind the ominous clouds
Comes the rain in blessings
And change  is a chameleon !