Category: Seven-liners
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People
Funny Face made a silly joke Brown Tooth laughed hard as White Shirt became upset with The sudden loss of decorum Madam Counsellor spoke up as He wondered what was funny Reminding him that life is short And the days have been tough. Almost every one of them agreed The…
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The Market
Everything that has a beginning has an end. So, start with the end in mind. Tonight, I do not feel like writing many words. Yet I feel like I have a lot to say. So many unspoken words harboured in my mind, waiting to be given life and a purpose.…
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A Crisis of Love
Totally drained is how I feel:When your words ride over mineAnd our thoughts do not alignWhen your voice drowns under mineAnd our voices become hoarseFrom screaming silent expletivesIn vain: we became deaf to each other.
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Unrequited Love
What do you do when the one you love, loves another? Do you plead for love, or quietly nurse your pain? Do you wait in hope, or just simply walk away? Do you silently pray and wish the ache would just abate? Or do you gather with friends and drink…
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Urban Struggles
Failed ventures; broken dreams A lively city bursting at its very seams As many mingle sweat and tears Midday darkness crawls o’er your fears Tho’ at night you nearly fall apart Yet by morn never failing to look the part The day dawns: “March on, my heart”
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Saying Goodbye
Welcome to my blog! Hope you enjoy reading as you look around here today. I found out about the demise of two former colleagues within the last one week, both of them middle-aged men looking healthy the last time I saw them. One of them was a very jovial man…
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Deeds Undone
The words we left unsaid, are those we remember the best The moments we let go by, when our fears, of us, had the best The chances we never took, when we worried we could lose Those trips we never took, while trying to fit in others’ shoes
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Of Memory and Music, Love and Expectation
Hello there! It’s been a few days since I posted here; busy with work and writing too. It usually takes a lot of hard work to put up something I find worthy of reading or which captivates my own attention. And I have a few pieces of poetry I have…
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Why does my heart beat so?
Why does my heart beat so? When thoughts of you do cross my mind Why does my heart beat so? When mention of your name is made Everywhere I see your face And when it’s you I think I see Why does my heart beat so? Toyin Taiwo © 2012
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Night time
Darkness descends slowly, like an unwanted visitor Daylight fades away, as one without a solicitor The singing birds are no more in sight Towards their home they’ve taken flight And so does a man’s brief life evaporate For any useful work, it becomes too late Curtains drawn, we hear the…
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