"smartness" poems
They are so much cunning and cruel
Yet they possess, intelligence and smartness
Yes, they are filled with over confidence
They are absolutely shameless too
Don’t you feel my dear?
They don't have any sort of fear
They are beating us, hitting us
And we are helplessly watching them
They are neither allowing us to weep
Not they are letting us to cry loud
They are snatching our source of livelihood
They are looting our meagre savings too
They are boring bigger holes in our pockets
By their powerful invisible technological drills
Selling all sorts of stuff they use to produce
Drugs, sanitizers, hand washes and what not
They are asking to keep our ugly mouth fully shut
By putting beautiful, colourful and fancier masks
They are not letting us to meet our friends
They are not letting us to share our meals
They are not allowing us to share our views
They are not allowing us to share our thoughts
With any of our friend, relatives and fellow citizens
They are just telling us to follow whatever they say
They are throwing ******* and garbage on us
In the name of science, health and hygiene
There appears to be not much science
In their so call science and modern science
Shamelessly they proclaim to be our saviours
Saving us from the army of an invisible enemy
Although existence of any such army is doubtful
But their intentions are doubtful and doubtful
If any such invisible army of enemy really exists?
It may have been raised and owned by them only
To **** the lives of all the other fellow humans on earth
And to fulfil their greed and lust for power and money
They are planning to inject in our bodies
Some drugs, chemical or any such thing
They will even charge money for that
And try to fill their everlasting greed
I wonder, who they are?
God, Demi Gods or the Devils
Or they are just a band of inhuman
Resembling a band of nasty humans
Do they really have some superpower?
Or they are just a bunch of ugly parasites?
Trying to draw everything from our lives
Just to feed himself and to recreate his own life
Jun 16, 2020
Jun 16, 2020 at 6:41 AM UTC
*As a kid when I heard the stories
Of heavens and hells
And gods and ghosts
I thought of those to be true
But as I grew
My education warned me
Not to trust that view
As a child when my elders advised
Do unto others as you would have them do to you
I thought they were impractical
Ignorant of smartness required
To manage things through
By far I thought I was the wise
To have known it all
Realized late in time
How great was that fall
Superficial logic, intellectual materialism
Cloaked my natural state of true mind
Boosting desires, sterile opinions
Leaving the true sense behind
I am thankful to the nature
For giving me an opportune
To study the greatest reality
Why humans are marooned
Time and space are eternal
I am just the part of that infinite
The one awarded with human form
For some past intentions right
I should not take pride in that
For where I am today
Later might be someone else’s part
Man who decoded the mystery of mind
Taught this decades ago
Guard thoughts, actions, and speech
To reach the real goal
Not judge anything and any being
Instead focus on developing clear seeing
As everything is ever changing
Including ones birth realms
A full mind just exhibits knowledge
Only in empty mind wisdom reaps
Don’t get swayed by extremes
Middle way is the path of keep
Now I understand
Message behind the moral stories
What one sows is what one reaps
One gets heavenly pleasures or hellish pain
Exclusively based on law of deeds
One gets what one deserves
For law of nature never fails
But latent power within
Can turn it all around
If not enlightenment
One can at least find in life
A decent ground
Now and in future!*
Mar 5, 2016
Mar 5, 2016 at 1:18 AM UTC
When a *******
Is in love
He doesn’t know it
He unknowingly
Plays his game in clay
Swiftly in his smartness
He misses the path “don’t love”
His fatal fall into a quicksand
Yet, he doesn’t know it
He thinks he is moving
But ******* has sunk half body
His phone rung until death comes
He would’nt answer till he ****
He is busy with another
And the others will still call
He’s got a new phone line
Thinking it means a new life
He keeps dialing +234
This time not caring about ****
******* sleeps in her dreams
With his eyes open
He says to himself
She is mean
******* You were brutal to love
You cut off her wings
And let that dove not fly
Should you be proud
That today
Love grew up a hawk
If you won’t accept her a dove
you will have to deal with this Hawk
When a ******* falls in love
He falls with hawkish wings cut
Deep down he would fall
To the bottomless pit
To a land of no return
When love plays a *******
He becomes the game
And love is doing the play
So if you are a *******
Take your time before night
Love will come in due time
May 26, 2018
May 26, 2018 at 12:41 AM UTC
1773
The Summer that we did not prize,
Her treasures were so easy
Instructs us by departing now
And recognition lazy—
Bestirs itself—puts on its Coat,
And scans with fatal promptness
For Trains that moment out of sight,
Unconscious of his smartness.
2.4k
It positively affects my mood.
I become more independent of the society, I help people with their stuff and entertain them with my poems, stories, couplets, jokes, essays, songs & guitar.
I also take to first-hand social service whenever possible and I've also taught some underprivileged children & imparted elementary education to them.
I get my poetry ideas from this activity.
I think & feel differently about the world.
I look the others into their eyes with piercing confidence and I think you never had that confidence.
I feel stronger & more in control.
My appetite has greatly improved from being a poor eater in my childhood to a healthy eater in my adulthood.
My virility isn't affected at all and instead, I gain more stamina and manliness; my tool is strengthened.
My imagination power, IQ and hence smartness is also increased - believe me these have actually increased.
I cleared 9 & 10 examinations in my engineering degree two different times at one attempt each and my response time is greatly improved.
I become more confident.
My strength isn't reduced, but I go to the gym and I exercise as good as others.
My power & force are perfectly normal.
My eyes are shining bright, dark black in the middle of pure white.
I have never got any dark circles.
It takes me no more than 10 minutes to recover completely, it depends on the body about how it performs.
Over-use of anything - even oxygen as it oxidizes body & mind - is utterly harmful.
Quality has become thicker & brighter each day I exercise.
So keep hands on your tools than some ****** books blaspheming against the new-found rage.
Consult an expert instead of developing your own stories or believing the same old ****** stories.
Everything has a limit and within that limit, it is extremely enjoyable.
Just one last tip: Keep yourself humane with yourself & don't become a dumb & helpless addict to get embarrassed in front of your family one day.
Now if you feel that I'm spreading blasphemy & bad thoughts, you may please stop reading my poems instead of cursing me in vain.
Apr 4, 2013
Apr 4, 2013 at 3:53 AM UTC
I texted you,
You Whatsapped back.
I posted on your Wall,
You pinged me on GTalk.
I pinged back on GTalk,
You Vibered me.
I buzzed you on Lync,
You mailed me on Yahoo.
I messaged you on FB,
You shared a post on G+.
I messaged you on Linked In,
You sent a talking parrot on Farmville.
Seriously?
I invited you to an Outlook meeting,
You invited me to your Picasa album.
I pinned an interest,
You YouTubed yours.
I wrote this blog post
while you Tweeted.
It's time to throw away
this smartphone
and call home.
If you don't answer,
I'll see your light on,
cross the street
and knock on your door.
Jun 10, 2014
Jun 10, 2014 at 12:56 AM UTC
Stars can only be seen in darkness,
A wealthy foundation has nothing to do with greatness,
Love is not completely selfless,
The journey to heaven is not painless.
Nothing is is actually valueless,
the boldest isn't completely fearless,
death doesn't always mean one is breathless,
And Judges are often truthless.
Denial might be an act of pureness,
Rejection a show of kindness,
Speaking up attimes can be senseless,
And a hug does not always represent oneness.
A soldiers retreat doesn't always mean weakness,
An enemy's surrender might be smartness,
A woman's smile may not be happiness,
A child's determination might be born out of emptiness.
Marraige vows are usually baseless,
We are alive because our hearts are restless,
Scientists are mostly clueless,
Psycologists usually feel helpless.
Caring for the poor might be termed madness,
But many wealthy are now homeless,
And even if we're not treated with fairness,
You and i are definitely priceless.
Oct 12, 2015
Oct 12, 2015 at 4:38 PM UTC
Her crisp vocals paint paths, long poised by me.
Her beauty is a reality where my ecosystem drives.
Her omnidirectional audio reads every touch and feels every string.
Her heart-bytes pump voltage in my device(veins).
Her smartness is a safe place, where I shut down.
© Feelings Coated
Jul 13, 2019
Jul 13, 2019 at 7:49 AM UTC
He was a real life genius
And didn’t even know it
With simple things he struggled
He wouldn’t give up and quit
They said he was ********
I think they were being mean
To them he shouldn’t of listened
Smartness he never conceived
At school he always got bullied
Laughed at, kicked, and beaten down
Then he was really quiet
Because he’d been pushed around
His heart broken in the end
He was sitting all alone
Thinking how life was unkind
No one to see falling tears shone
His best friend found him hanging
He put a rope around his neck
His friend not understanding why
He never said that's how he felt
Wondering what he could have done
Now his friend’s heart is hurting
Telling about being bullied
So began the job alerting
Our differences are proper
That is how we were created
Just accept each other like we are
Because bullying is time wasted
Apr 15, 2013
Apr 15, 2013 at 10:58 AM UTC
*there once was an englishman
and he treated me as well as the bee treat the flowers as they land,
and the englishman told me everyday,
how much he truly loved me,
how he loved me as if I was the only girl around,
how he told me I would be the sexiest girl in any town,
and the englishman told me he loved me,
and it took me quite a while to actually believe,
but, this englishman did other things for me,
when he'd talk I feel in love with his voice,
and his smartness,
and his jokes,
and his way to always throw into the conversation,
a million compliments,
and I could barely find the words to say thank you most times,
and I was shocked to hear all the lovely things he had said about me,
rather than the usually flaw countdown party I got daily,
and I hated myself,
that I could not say I love you back,
for a while I don't know why I didn't believe,
why I felt like it was too good to be true,
and how I wanted to grow up each second I spoke to him,
so I could move away to see him,
so, I truly loved this person,
and I kept thinking and waiting,
for when,
he'd stop,
loving me too,*
Sep 19, 2015
Sep 19, 2015 at 1:54 PM UTC
Beauty is skin deep
The Definitions of Beauty has Evolved. NowaDays..
Sensitivity is ****
Sense of Humour is Hot,
Caring is Cute,
Being graceful is Gorgeous,
Positivity is Pretty,
Smartness is Stunning
Confidence in your Attire is Attractive.
Beauty is not about,Being Flawless,
Its about Being Full Of Yourself.
Feb 11, 2018
Feb 11, 2018 at 1:50 PM UTC
Ignorance, holds no weight against smartness.
Pride, holds no strength against foolishness.
Walking, within your journey folks barely know the measure of a man.
Malcolm X, took a path from wrong to right that enhanced his life.
Build up structure that govern some to accomplished goals they never thought of in life.
Build up men to see themselves than what others saw?
Took an organization and placed it upon the map at one time with power.
Its growth, stands to this day during his reign as growing because of his vision.
Still to this day, they more closely connected to his image.
Then, the awakening came and he changed his name.
His tune of vision to see various truth.
What we think?
May not be what we know?
What we know?
Might not be what we think?
The measure of a man lies in what you become.
Not in what you were?
Aug 19, 2016
Aug 19, 2016 at 11:33 AM UTC
A- A part of you know that you are special
B- Because you know the part of you is in there somewhere
C- Clueless, disgraceful, and obedient
D- Depressed over the bad things
E- Everybody has their own feelings
F- Farewell to all the people who are unkind
G- Graceful sometimes you want to be nice
H- Healthy brushing your teeth, kids say no vegetables for dinner
I- I see you all the being good sometimes
J- Just be yourself
K- Kindness to others always
L- Love always have love for others
M- Mind always, expand it, if you don’t use it you lose it
N- Never say never
O- Orange that little container of medication
P- Punctual, don’t be late
Q- Quiet don’t be loud
R- Respectful, respect your elders
S- Smartness, use your head
T- Textbook, that little book in your desk
U- Be Useful, help
V- Venture the world one day
W- Wannabe the person in math class who’s taking your boyfriend
X- Xmas, Christmas, the presents
Y- Yard, no better place to play
Z- Zero, Nada
Jun 9, 2014
Jun 9, 2014 at 1:19 PM UTC
we,re bound
elegantly breathing
even hot tea
in quiet cafes
on holly st
i'll listen for an hour or so i'll listen
to those distracting hips
mangle smartness
them things
got
heaven between them
Oct 13, 2011
Oct 13, 2011 at 6:50 PM UTC
This fire in my head
A rage
A feeling
Left unfed
A burning
Feel the heat
Smartness shine
Admit defeat
Works of fire
Fill the sky
Colour's dazzle
Flames way high
Brain of water
Cool within
Mind on fire
Thoughts no sin
One day all
Will get my sight
Fire burn
Burning bright
Jan 5, 2013
Jan 5, 2013 at 3:50 AM UTC
*
*It is in my fall is your rise
It is in my dark is your light
It is in my lows is your high
It is in my small is your BIG
It is in my loss is your gain
It is in my night is your day
It is in my humiliation is your appreciation
It is in my descent is your rise
It is in my poverty is your wealth
It is in my begging is your charity
It is in my moon is your sun
It is in my clouds is your rain
It is in my internal is your eternal
It is in my stagnation is your flow
It is in my desert is your ocean
It is in my decrease is your increase
It is in my small is your large
It is in my hungry is your eating
It is in my cry is your laughter
It is in my absent is your presence
It is in my sleep is your dreamZ
It is in my heat is your cool
It is in my fire is your water
It is in my dusk is your dawn
It is in my blame is your forgiveness
It is in my sufferings is your help
It is in my last is your first
It is in my few is your many
It is in my slow is your fast
It is in my vulnerability is your empowerment
It is in my victim-hood is your assertiveness
It is in my earth is your sky
it is in my idiocy is your smartness
It is in my minus is your plus
It is in my foolishness is your cleverness
It is in my heart is your mind
It is in my despair is your hope
It is in my evening is your morning
It is in my end is your beginning
It is in my shrinkage is your expanse
It is in my silence is your talks
It is in my prisons is your freedom
It is in my solitude is your wander
It is in my unknown is your famous
It is in my sinking is your floating
It is in my ignorance is your education
It is in my demotion is your promotion
It is in my trivial is your importance
It is in my injustice is your justice
It is in my indignity is your human rights
It is in my leaving is my staying
It is in my being lonely is your friendships
It is in my sadness is your merry
It is in my dive is your soar
It is in my crawl is your flight
In is in my valley is your mountains
It is in my exploitation is your sustainability
It is in my rebel is your loyal duty
It is in my defeat is your success
It is in my scarce is your abundance
It is in my failure is your achievement
It is in my rejection is your acceptance
It is in my dislike - there is your adoration
It is in my retreat is your advancement
It is in my "against" the world is your "for" the world
It is in my dead is your alive
It is in my NO ONE is your everyone
It is my amateurishness is your professionalism
It is in my leaving is your arrival
It is in my slumber is your awakening
It is in my ugliness is your beauty
It is in my end is your beginning
It is in my end-note is your prelude
It is in my worst is your BEST
It is in my death is your birth
It is in my bitter is your sweet
It is in my blame is your praise
It is in cursing me is your blessing
It is in my timidness is your bold
It is in my being weak is your strength
It is my being at bottom is your being at top
It is in my idleness is your busyness
It is in my tears is your smiles
It is in my captivity is your LIBERTY
It is in my sad is your cheer
It is in my child is your adulthood
It is in my innocence is your maturity
It is in my adolescent is your aging
It is in my gulp of helplessness is your courage
It is in my spark is your lightning
It is in my destruction is your creativity
And over and above all what is said and written
It is LOVEz understanding and realization of YOURS
That WE are two bodies and ONE SOUL
OUR togetherness makes us YIN-YANG
It is in my veins is your blood
It is in my pulse is your breathe
It is in my womb is your cosmos
It is in my heart is your soul
It is in my LOVING you is YOU LOVING yourself
It is in my LOVERz is your BELOVEDz
It is in ME is YOU is me*
*
Oct 11, 2019
Oct 11, 2019 at 10:21 PM UTC
I GAT MY FEARS
TIME OF THOUGHT:02:30AM
DATE OF THOUGHT:24/02/2010
OGUNLABI OLAJIDE YUSUF-Nativepen
I GAT MY DEEPER FEARS
Indeed, I gat my deeper fears
The one I will live to see
Not at all of the past
But just of the future
The coming future
The unknown
Not of the day old
But of the old age
When strength will reduce;
Vision become blurred
Kneels disengage the body
And all smartness shall be gone
When a staff
Shall be my third leg
And the smooth radiant skin
Will be wrinkle
When all my youthful flares
Will bid goodbye while am here
When the hand of time will turn
My children to my nanny
Hmm, what a future to wait upon
When all black turns grey
When my age will grow old
And turn my lombs to banana stalk
Feb 11, 2016
Feb 11, 2016 at 10:37 AM UTC
Oh! I am in a state
a state of confusion
Where i don’t know which way to go
a state of dilemma
Oh! I am in a state
a state where i don’t know what is right from wrong
Where i see two road;a narrow with few and a wide with many
a state of dilemma
Oh! I am in a state
a state where i start to question my loyalty
Where it’s either to stay put or move on
a state of dilemma
Oh! I am in a state
a state where i get complains from both sides; both good and bad
where i get tempted by the vanits of life
a state of dilemma
Oh! I am in a state
a state where the joy of eternity seems too far ahead
Where i get addicted to the phrase “LIVE FOR NOW”
a state of dilemma
Oh! I am in a state
a state i can only be saved from by HIM
Where only THE POTTER can help
a state of assurance
For, I am now in another stage of the state
a stage of addiction to the narrow
Where i can envisage now that my future now and later is shining bright
A state of SMARTNESS
Jun 26, 2018
Jun 26, 2018 at 7:33 AM UTC
I have a name intact three
One *** as male
Glasses on my face
Tall enough to aim for the highest
bright face for hope ans a future
Christ associate
For my calling is singing
And I desire viral
Full of wisdom naked of ignorance
Allergic to failure
Married to smartness
Humble by nature model by conscious
your words move me not
My thoughts speak development
I smile positivity dream prosperity
Jun 11, 2015
Jun 11, 2015 at 1:59 PM UTC
I ******* hate it when such sensitive topics are tarnished by *****
Oprah, I've been trying to talk her into an interspecies relationship for months now.
White males rule the world. EDIT:No i am not a white male
I'm just going to be honest for a second.
Yes, I do have ***** envy this morning; I wish I were a bloke writing this because I'd have a better chance of people taking me seriously.
like how a male **** star once said someone stuck a chilli up his *** to keep his ******** going.
I'm basically a "good girl"...always have been, but sometimes I wish I was a ****
Sometimes I wish I was a bird so i could fly over certain people and **** on their heads.
I wish I could somehow lose the ability to speak so that people would give up and leave me alone.
I wish I was a little kid again skinned knees are easier to fix than broken hearts.
or an octopus so I could slap 8 people at once.
I look at people screaming in ecstasy over a ******* football game, and sometimes wish I cared that much about stupid, simple things like that.
People don't laugh at the same things. Does that mean they differ in smartness?
Once you swallow the red pill, there is no going back.
Nov 21, 2017
Nov 21, 2017 at 2:02 AM UTC
I wonder why am i sitting in here,
waiting for someone who was a dear.
the clock keeps ticking ,
and says its getting late duckling.
There i see the glimpse of a man ,
with looks resembling an ancient angelic clan.
Oh, that white T shirt,
hugging it tight like a frozen desert,
my heart pumps with joy seeing the smartness,
then rests in shadows, feeling the past madness.
Heart says, should i? should i not?
appreciate or reject the big smile.
I know this guy from years,
never did i observe his masculinity with cheers.
Finally, I bring my thoughts to cease,
bringing the friend in me and welcome him with peace.
Sep 2, 2014
Sep 2, 2014 at 4:21 AM UTC
I wake up,
I put on my plaid,
I put liner on my eyes,
honestly, it doesn't look bad.
Its not about whats on me,
its what I do.
I may not always comprehend,
and I may not be a good friend.
I've let people down
so many times in my life
before.
Remember that I am only human,
and with times like these
there will be plenty more.
I say, I do, I misunderstand you.
You tell, You instruct, I say,
what the ****
Now today I washed my insecure
and told me I love you.
I knocked the mental Stop Sign
down and out of my face.
No longer will people react to my
smartness by taking as a,
"Surprise! Happy Birthday!"
The liner on my eyes
shows no coverage, but
esteem.
Try a new guitar brand,
try a new flavor ice cream.
Theres so much more to life than
internships,
Co-ops,
and strawberry freeze-pops.
It's trying,
applying,
and learning.
So we deal with
the post-argument
and the popcorn thats burning.
As I grow,
I'll have you know,
the liner on my eyes,
Is supposed to show.
My quirky-artsistic me,
has so many better places
to go.
So I'll put on my liner,
I'll be myself,
and when I am,
DON'T EVER
tell me NO.
Aug 18, 2014
Aug 18, 2014 at 6:01 PM UTC