Realib's Poetry
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Old Zaria Road, Jos
Zaria Road, Jos
Prose & Poetry
UNTITLED
I am sick of feeling this moment
Watching the world burns
In the era of my prime
Deducting my crime,
I'm the man of untrue being
That concerned with future,
I am creature.
My lane is fair and straight
And if you follow, it'd be an honor
To set you up, because I know
The evil that grows in this land
Making my father deceitful, cannibalistic and lethal,
Thus, he raises my family, as goons.
I see through mentality implanted in them and my people too!
I'll educate my family
About who they should trust
So they can see the heart of
Darkness through flashing light.
©Realib YA
08-06-2021
UNENDORSED
Past one night stand
We lost our sleepping pleasure,
Fire at hamlets glittered
With her naked red color
With more naked hues within
Falling into state of temptation
Where we rid at incident which
Reminds men how this love
Goes on unendorsed.
©Realib
STAY OUT OF EVIL
Go out of evil way,
Way worst which is warm
In reality and fiction.
She echoes in the market
Parrot of gods she seems,
Appears tidy with bible in hand
Listen people of gods!
Remember the day of departure
It timely comes along our lanes
Stay out of evil way, aloan.
Sun stifled by hit of faith
Markedly from aphorism
Seems to be whistler of weep
For her solemn preach. She holds
Amplifier at right hand, confessing
The will of God and evil
Whilst been surrounded by crowd
Her melody resonates through
Sympathetic motive of redemption
Which seduces men of good and gods.
Turn back to Crowner and serve
For quenching bitterness of tongue
For scorching spring of our past
Tended and not forsook for uncared
People at transaction. It measured
To be considered of listeners so few
She moves while keeping call.
(c)Realib YA
02-04-2023
STOICISM.. The last journey of ours:
a train diverted afloat
and pounded at station where
we've feasted with commuters
of hell way forward. Seemed so hard
to reach home from there; so hard,
hesitation being upheld, whilst
time ticks and sun passes through
momentous figuration of her worshipers
with faith thy world sees through
parting conflicts of enmity among
men acting on stage. Road
been borrowed is lock, we are
all still awaiting to sail up with sorrows.
(c)Realib YA
14-04-2023
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