The Damaging Effects
'The Damaging Effect' titled here will bear verses from a section of Poesy titled 'The Damaging Effect' contained in my forthcoming Anthology of Poems originally untitled here but will be represented as 'Pisces of Mars'. These works are author-authentical intellectual properties only here published solely for the pupose of viewership, ratings and review. All rights reserved.
Wednesday 28 August 2013
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Wednesday 21 December 2011
Sunday 25 September 2011
I have been a Child
I have been a child
With feelings-Tame and Wild
I was true,
Desirous and Crude.
Alien and Native,
Of depth and creative;
I was never mediocre once before.
If i find you of depth anymore,
I will seek you
For my graceful places seeks too.
Forgive,my hunger may devour
For i am no seeker like before;
I am more,
A scorching as the sun.
I am not the mortal i was born.
....... Oludare Richards.
With feelings-Tame and Wild
I was true,
Desirous and Crude.
Alien and Native,
Of depth and creative;
I was never mediocre once before.
If i find you of depth anymore,
I will seek you
For my graceful places seeks too.
Forgive,my hunger may devour
For i am no seeker like before;
I am more,
A scorching as the sun.
I am not the mortal i was born.
....... Oludare Richards.
Monday 12 September 2011
Promises
Do not forget the promises you’ve made
Because they are words,
In spirit and blood binding.
Do with caution the words you make,
For it is binding,
Word for word.
As we live our days
Breaking our promises made,
They will haunt us.
For we’ve carved of these words
Forged with the elements,
And of love, spirit and blood
Binding by laws of nature.
Promises.
Many have ended by own hands
And still,
They break more....promises:
They make, they tell yet,
Even in hell
For Heaven has no place
For The Heartbreaker
............Oludare Richards
Because they are words,
In spirit and blood binding.
Do with caution the words you make,
For it is binding,
Word for word.
As we live our days
Breaking our promises made,
They will haunt us.
For we’ve carved of these words
Forged with the elements,
And of love, spirit and blood
Binding by laws of nature.
Promises.
Many have ended by own hands
And still,
They break more....promises:
They make, they tell yet,
Even in hell
For Heaven has no place
For The Heartbreaker
............Oludare Richards
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