Phimon Great Poems.

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Billionaire’ Femi Otedola in a telephone interview, was asked by the radio presenter, "Sir what can you remember made you a happy man in life?"

Femi said: “I have gone through four stages of happiness in life and finally I understood the meaning of true happiness.

The first stage was to accumulate wealth and means. But at this stage I did not get the happiness I wanted.

Then came the second stage of collecting valuables and items. But I realized that the effect of this thing is also temporary and the lustre of valuable things does not last long.

Then came the third stage of getting big projects. That was when I was holding 95% of diesel supply in Nigeria and Africa. I was also the largest vessel owner in Africa and Asia. But even here I did not get the happiness I had imagined.

The fourth stage was the time a friend of mine asked me to buy wheelchair for some disabled children. Just about 200 kids.

At the friend's request, I immediately bought the wheelchairs. But the friend insisted that I go with him and hand over the wheelchairs to the children. I got ready and went with him.

There I gave these wheel chairs to these children with my own hands. I saw the strange glow of happiness on the faces of these children. I saw them all sitting on the wheelchairs, moving around and having fun.

It was as if they had arrived at a picnic spot where they are sharing a jackpot wining.

I felt real joy inside me. When I decided to leave one of the kids grabbed my legs. I tried to free my legs gently but the child stared at my face and held my legs tightly.

I bent down and asked the child: Do you need something else? The answer this child gave me not only made me happy but also changed my attitude to life completely.

This child said: “I want to remember your face so that when I meet you in heaven, I will be able to recognize you and thank you once again.

REVERSE POETRY

TITTLE: LIFE AND DEATH.
Caught In-between Life And Death
I Was Griped With Fear
What If I Become A Lifeless C**k?

I Heard Jungle Drums Telegraphing
As I Hear My Ancestors Calling Me Back Home
I Was Left With No Other Option

As I Could'nt Fight Nor Overcome The Immortal
As I Try To Plead For More Time But It All Fall On Deaf Ears As They Refused To Listen To Me.

I Become The Dead Of The Living And The Living Of The Dead
Immediately I Crost The Bar.

HERE IS THE REVERSE, READ BACK.

Immediately I Crost The Bar
I Become The Dead Of The Living And The Living Of The Dead

As I Try To Plead For More Time But It All Fall On Deaf Ears As They Refuse To Listen To Me
As I Could'nt Fight Nor Overcome The Immortal

I Was Left With No Other Option
As I Hear My Ancestors Calling Me Back Home
I Heard Jungle Drums Telegraphing

What If I Become A Lifeless C**k?
I Was Griped With Fear
Caught In-between Life And Death.

EDITED COPY OF MY ELEVENTH POEM

TITTLE; SUCCESS.

Stare Deep Into The Mirror
To See The Enemy
Whom You See Is You;
The Enemy Is You.

Success Is Not The Fruit Of Mere Weak Wishes
But The Blossoming Flower Of Plans Wetered By Efforts, Hard Work And Prayers.

Determination, Discipline, Comitment Are The Price For This Great Stride.

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Curious Poet.
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Tittle: THE KING'S MEAL

Precious is the wine in the king's drinking horn.
How then do I taste that precious wine?
In the king's locally made plate was also a sumptuous meal.

Little of it I want to taste, but all to no avail.
I wish the King could read my mind, so I can see his reaction towards my intention.

Principles in the palace say's no to my thought
And my fate I have embraced.

the poet. Enjoy your day.

Val Poem, Tittle;

LOVE PROPOSAL

The Bird Came With A Flower
Graciously Showing It Like Noah's Dove
The Fowl Came With A Bunch Of Rice Carrying Then Well On It's Poor Small Beak.

The Rabbit Came With Palm Fruits
The Best Of Course, From The Tallest Tree
The Lion Came With Just Enough Of A Fresh Kill, Oh Great His Skill.

But The Fish Refused Them All Except The Bird's
The Fish's Father Fluttered And Then Said;
"the Bird Is Not Qualified,
Go Ask The King Fisher Of All His Crimes, Of How Amateurish And Fishy They Are"

Yes! The Fish And The Bird Can Drown In Love'
"but Not In The Sky, Not In The Water
(and What Becomes Of Your Life, His Father Saying To His Daughter And The Birdie Lover)"
The Bird Only But Flew Away Sad,
(and Floating Away Too, His Wilting Flower).

Happy Val In Advance; Phimon Great