"femi" poems
Raatein katt gyi intezaar me tere
Han manta hu hum hai gunegaar tere
Tu he thi jisne mohabbat kri humse
Umar bezar jaegi intezaar me tere
Tere hoth kissi ko chu le aur mai zinda bhi rhu
Galat femi hai abhi dimaag me tere
intiha-e- ishq mujhko nadamat me mila
Raegaan he jaegi zindagi intezaar me tere
Jan 3, 2025
Jan 3, 2025 at 11:36 AM UTC
good god a gaggle of girls
read the dispatch thrice; the hierarchical lines some straight and some dotted but all I know they got a genealogical baseball team femi-nine
and maybe an NFL eleven when the twins get older
(husbands and sons ride the motorcycle bench and
back up if necessary, and good for musical accompaniment)
~oh yeah,
for Medusa~
this megillah message team meant for me to assauge my
mother hubbard accusations only partial reveals the player’s names:
but if you google a
gaggle of strong women you become informed there is a:
Queens Esther, Miriam, an Eve, four matriarchal outfielders, Batsheva pitching and only Ruth, can catch her **** curveball
in between an occasional poem gig whose costs are covered
under the mental health clause of a health care plan
but only in
California
too cavalier, get it, you prefer this perhaps
sinewed strength in arms that can
carry three children at once,
age is not a factual issue,
for there is an army of
women soldiers who are a troop contingent,
everyone’s back is covered always-full stop-
they curve like the Earth’s crust,
magma formed strong and mineral rich,
curved to better resist
the comets the heavens cannot resist
to send & test the mettle
of a gaggle of stronger women sinewy arms entwined
reenforced
alas
the grandpa must here resist and rest,
lunch prep before Sgt. Stubby movie at noon,
in reclining chairs they ride like wild horses
and all our shushing noisier than their giggles
just google a gaggle of strong kids,
you’ll see what I mean
in this, we do possess a giggle of expertise
sunday 10:15am
Apr 15, 2018
Apr 15, 2018 at 10:28 AM UTC
Queens Loves Poets. (for Em MacKenzie)
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*Kings love making war,
no wonder, the people,
remember well fond
their femi-mine
rulers with femi-fervor,
Queens, who loved poets.
You fear Jesus,
Adore Mary,
generosity of understanding.
because it is hard
for woman to do
cruelty,
till she has been abused
by men who thought
they were kingly by being
beknighted, unbeheaded
for now at least.
Men who invented Brandy,
in the be of night,
were stupid men,
they forgot alcohol, the
Brandy of Channing,
is not fit for manning,
for it is a*
toxin, like me, like me.
Jul 4, 2020
Jul 4, 2020 at 3:14 PM UTC
Damilola
My boss daughter, Damilola
A young beautiful child
A queen of flower kingdom
She smells sweety like flora
She is a rose and jasmine
She is a sunshine, Damilola
She is a green forest, Damilola
DAMILOLA
Daughter of Mr. Femi Onanuga
Aureate-looking like, Damilola
Most beautiful Yoruba child
Invincible she is, a Damilola
Legitimate daughter of my boss
Originate from Oduduwa land
Leniently she speak, Damilola
And, she hate no one Damilola
And, she is +1
Happy Birthday
Young beautiful
Child of my boss
Damilola Femi Onanuga
Jul 17, 2020
Jul 17, 2020 at 3:46 PM UTC
But truth be told.....
Let's not be cold
love isn't 50/50
it's 95% failure 5% success....
there's a far greater chance of epic failure
than epic romance.....
So he said
But in my mind all I heard
Was the voice of a guy sad
What he said with so much confidence
I could hear the guy sitting next to me
Whisper quietly to his girl
As things began to become tense
This wasn't making sense
How would a guy be so sure
As though he was the cure
He spoke as the room
Nodded in silence everyone was sure he was right
They knew they had to hold tight
Their relationships
Cause it could fail anytime soon
That day with only a few words he struck fear into their hearts
Their hats they took off
Hearts were mended
Broken bonds re tied
It was good to help people but why tell a lie I thought
You see at that point
In that room I couldn't get why
A normal human being would say that a thing created by God
Has a 95% chance of failure
So wait God made something imperfect?
A thing doomed to fail most of the times?
Wait that is blasphemy...
To say a thing like that Femi
Was to say a God like God can make mistakes
We know with him there is no such thing
So I met this girl and I was sure I would be that exception
The way she spoke to me
How she reacted to me
And the crazy silly little things I do
I could swear she loved me
She would refrain from telling me she loved me
And also that she didn't
It was complicated but I could see clearly
She was bae
Or I tried to make her bae
You see this particular girl was different
She never really stated clearly if she liked me
But one thing was certain she didn't want anything
So this thing that I carried within
Love the joy of it
Became a burden, the pain of rejection
Not that she hurt me, but because she just wasn't ready
And while that was cool
Too my heart wasn't okay with it
My friend would say chop biscuit
Na so woman matter be
You see I didn't really get heart broken
As much as they had spoken
My heart was still open
Hoping maybe things would change soon
But in that moment
I knew I was wrong
Femi never meant love was imperfect
He meant being accepted by who you love wasn't
That day I learned from my little experience
Loving someone is nothing if you ain't loved back
But truth be told.....
Let's not be cold
love isn't 50/50
it's 95% failure 5% success....
there's a far greater chance of epic failure
than epic romance.....
So he said
I still try, I still hope
Even though I know I might fail
Not because I believe 95% would reduce to 0
But because that other 5% could just be all I need
To who ever I love
Am not coming for you because I know you love me too
But because I love you
And even though I know it might not work
You are worth the shot
And the hole it creates
Yes love is perfect but being accepted
Well that's another story.
Feb 18, 2017
Feb 18, 2017 at 6:34 AM UTC
Music is all around us.
All you have to do is just listen.
The sounds it creates and all the things it says.
Music is all around us.
All you have to do is just listen.
I believe someday it will last forever,which pushes us together.
I'M BINO
Aug 10, 2018
Aug 10, 2018 at 1:06 PM UTC