Archives: Poems

by Finayon I believe in the Love, who died like a criminal on the tree. When my neighbor is hungry I give him to eat. When my neighbor is naked I provide clothes for his

by Chinyere Nwosu Raging Sea The sea riseson the back of the windand floats towards the shoreon the wings of the wavestill the current endsas the sea slaps the rocksand washes the sand awayand dares

by Finayon Weak and tiredThe beat goes on.You can take a break,Gather momentum,And begin again.Let the beat go on. They hated you for believing in yourself,Let the beat go on.They talk down on you,Speak evil

by Nuhu Hussein Isa Eclipse of the Mind The human mind is no dumping place for refuse, instead, it is the royal dining table  upon which only the best of meals are to be served.

by Finayon Some people are not rooted,Yet they blossom very quickly.Some others are so rooted,But they don’t blossom as popular demand –They don’t try to fit in.They are just different.Why fit in anyway?The world is

by Finayon I’ve discovered that destiny always fetches outwho had been despised by society.Rejected, refused, and abused by the Elites.Divinity is a specialist in choosing to elevatethose people the society called ” Nobody.” I’ve observed that

by Walt Whitman O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done, The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won, The port is near, the bells I hear, the people all

by Finayon ADAM I love you. I've seen you. I've been with you. You are genuine. You are pure. You are clean. You are not perfect. You make your mistakes Here and there, You are

As You Like It, Act II, Scene VII by William Shakespeare 1564 –1616 Blow, blow, thou winter wind,Thou art not so unkindAs man’s ingratitude;Thy tooth is not so keen,Because thou art not seen,Although thy breath

by An Taylor, 1782-1866 Who sat and watched my infant headWhen sleeping on my cradle bed,And tears of sweet affection shed?My Mother. When pain and sickness made me cry,Who gazed upon my heavy eye,And wept