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Blue diaphane, tobacco smoke Serpentine on wet film and wood glaze,  Mutes chrome, wreathes velvet drapes, Dims the cave of mirrors. Ghost fingers Comb seaweed hair, stroke aquamarine veins  Of marooned mariners, captives  Of Circe's sultry notes. The barman Dispenses igneous potions ? Somnambulist, the band plays on.  Cocktail mixer, silvery fish Dances for limpet clients. Applause is steeped in lassitude, Tangled in webs of lovers' whispers And artful eyelash of the androgynous. The hovering notes caress the night  Mellowed deep indigo ?still they play. Departures linger. Absences do not Deplete the tavern. They hang over the haze  As exhalations from receded shores. Soon, Night repossesses the silence, but till dawn The notes hold sway, smoky Epiphanies, possessive of the hours. This music's plaint forgives, redeems  The deafness of the world. Night turns Homewards, sheathed in notes of solace, pleats The broke

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Hey you! Yes you, no more reasons to take your  own life, There are so many things to live for, Don't die in style tonight, Cause if I make you happy I don't need to do more, You're not a bad person for the ways you tried to kill your sadness, But you gotta stop this suicide thought madness.                                                                                                          saefhenryosas

Baby don't move until I say you move, For the love I have for you is crowned with prime, What my tongue speaks my account can prove, Please tell me that you got some time. Oh please gone are those days Davido, Just cut the chase I only whine for the doe, Spray me the cash or away you go, Don't want no love you should already know. Holy shit could it be the money I got, Could it be the bottles I pop, Thought the feelings were mutual apparently it's not, Can be naughty too we party till the panties drop. I am O.B.O I move money in a bullion van, So regardless would have sprayed you the cash, Bitch go get yourself some other plan, You a hoe so I'll be out in a flash.                                                                                              saefhenry osas Original lyrics by davido:

She who is wise in all grace Learned and dignified by her royal lace Chosen by the forebears themselves To be the custodian and protector of The Edo heritage and peoples She who was destined to be queen Right from the womb . For it is said : Aise agbon rrio oba Ehimwin ake rrio re. She who has taken over from grandmother, iye wven ni ye Whose strength surpasses that of a panther . She who sees both yesterday and tomorrow May your reign know no sorrow . She who we all, call Jemimah May your fame and prosperity Echo In distant lands and borders. May your coming as Iye the second Be Long and Peaceful Ise!! #age #birth #love #benin #princess #love #saefexperience #saefpoem #saef       Saefhenry osas

Bitcoin, my true cause of mood swings, Married you at an all-time high,  And what then do you bring?  That my anger shouldn't kill you with my eye.  I cannot trust banks I know,  But they don't pump and dump,  The disappointment I bear made me left them so,  Then you invaded with a 70% pump.  You told me you loved me,  And quickly inflated my savings,  Even got me a house and entangled me to thee.  So I can buy more of what spot is craving.  Now I dare not open my wallet,  My blockfolio mocks me to the moon,  You left me for the whale's cos of their pocket,  Hearing John McAfee changes the tune,  Oh! my bitcoin as your colors did fly,  Will you ever be back at all time high?                                                             saefhenryosas

 Bonsoir  He had greeted the trader, for it was evening. An unusual day it was, the sun still smiling And shedding light on dark mother earth. At 37 minutes après l'heure de 7. In the market place  Et les hommes et les femmes ont chanté la chanson 150cefa; even if I starve, I am happy.  Merci Dieu, for you are a benevolent God.  Oh my beloved 150cefa, My children will eat today.  'A fisherman's gain a day is 150cefa' Dit papa Beolice, I am happy. It's a blessing from the benevolent Dieu. Oh my beloved 150cefa,My family will smile Today And my boat shall set sail again Tomorrow. A beggar sings out of respect, the 150cefa Song, a song sung by old beggars on the Streets of Dakar, During the reign of France En afrique de l'ouest; 'Today is a good day.  Oh Merci Dieu,for a 150cefa day, is rare.  I am content.' Helo monsieur, Est-ce que tout va bien? vous semblez être perdu. Well here you go, she hands him a blue Cellophane, Vo

We make war That we may live in peace. Show me who won't love to take Good tidings home to their people, That they may sleep in Peace. For those who are at war with others Are not at peace with themselves. *Anthonii Chinedum* In our childhood days we heard our elders Quote inter alia Ralph Waldo Emerson. 'The real and lasting victories Are those of peace, and not of war.' This peace!!! Many have mistook for religion. And Religion! Is so often The death of reason. The quest for peace begins in the home, In the school, in the workplace And the society. But first and foremost, the heart. 'The most valuable possession we can own Is an open heart.' To attain peace We must actually give our liives, Not just our possessions. When we at last give our lives - Bringing into alignment our beliefs And the way we live then, and only Then, Can we begin to fin

Watching the guys play basketball was pretty amazing and appealing to the eye. I enjoyed every bit of the action as I got more and more engulfed into the game. It seemed as if everything, everyone, everywhere, there was always something new to learn, everything we did had a connection to life and the essence of living. As usual, Y'all know I'd always love to take photos of the ballers. So I got my phone out and took some photos. I watched as this guys battled for the ball from one end of the court (that's what they called it haha) to the other, to put the ball in the basket of the opponent. LIFE AS A BASKETBALL The aim of one team was to put the ball in the basket to score a point and it was the duty of the other team prevent. Look, take a look at life and all its challenges and take a look at one team trying to prevent the other from scoring. What do they have in common? They are both obstacles preventing one from achieving their goal. These guys were determined to score

Figuratively speaking, sunset is the time in one's life which could be said to be the final period. The closing stages of a person or things life could also be referred to a one's sunset. A sunset for me is a time of the day when the bright and shining sun disappears beneath the western horizon.  MY PHOTO STORY So it was as always my usual day of total stress and no fun except sometimes when I am able to play football (soccer) which I enjoy doing so much. So sitting in front of the school hostel and reminiscing about moments I spent in the house as a young child won't so less problem like now where I have to read and pass exams "by force" and do an academic project that is not so fun so far,xd. Then this beautiful view came along and of course, I wouldn't resist freezing the view in a photograph and even me not having my mobile phone with me won't stop me.  Now guys, don't laugh to hard but I went after the beauty hehe. I began to follow

Like cankerworms, They have eaten the womb of the nation, They promised happiness in various forms, At the end we are left with damnation, How then can youths fashion the future? Living here is a certain kind of torture. This is no place else but Nigeria, Where the motto says peace and unity, But division,negativity and tribalism is the main criteria, To eat, live and serve any office community, Fulani herdsmen are above the law and he knows why, The man who only keeps count of how many times we cry. Living in Nigeria alone is a way to die, Yet we walk by each other like we have nothing to say, But you must die as well as I, So why can't we fight for the same thing in every way? We got to face up our fears and look to ourselves, Only then does it make sense to pray and try to make amends. Green lands are for children to play, Tribalism our minds must wash away, Barren lands are for coffins to lay, Where all hopes has died away, I

I love the White man, And his ways. No you can not change my mind! Know you can not turn my heart aback. I am BLACK ... I was born BLACK ... I will die BLACK ... But won't LIVE BLACK.                                                    Godwin Henry Osaigbovo PA  Shakespeare. #SPEAREPOETRY™ FOR ASH GREY MOVE... PA SHAKESPEARE FO. IMseries... grey blessings... ... .                     for the soul that craves wisdom findeth it. ..

The night comes with absolute darkness whilst the morning is illuminated with such brightness. This, I have experienced from the days I was but a kid And now I have grown to be a fine king. Still, I have not seen anyone crafty enough to justapose one for the other Even after deep studies and travels through lands of mystic and wonder. I have made haste while it is day Amidst life's hustle and bustle which are but mundane. I have seen, heard and have learnt a lot But life I am unable to call a slut. ENE The salient points to achieving a fulfilled life Does not rest on personal achievements neither on celestial strife An altruist they say; changes much with others Unlike the egoist whose pride makes him a stranger to his own mother. Godwin Henry Osaigbovo Pa Shakespeare For ENE ASHGREY PaShakespeareFo SPEAREPOETRY™ IMseries

The night comes with absolute darkness whilst the morning is illuminated with such brightness. This, I have experienced from the days I was but a kid And now I have grown to be a fine king. Still, I have not seen anyone crafty enough to justapose one for the other Even after deep studies and travels through lands of mystic and wonder. I have made haste while it is day Amidst life's hustle and bustle which are but mundane. I have seen, heard and have learnt a lot But life I am unable to call a slut. ENE The salient points to achieving a fulfilled life Does not rest on personal achievements neither on celestial strife An altruist they say; changes much with others Unlike the egoist whose pride makes him a stranger to his own mother. Godwin Henry Osaigbovo Pa Shakespeare For ENE ASHGREY PaShakespeareFo SPEAREPOETRY™ IMseries

Sweet like a honey drop, As loving as can be, A heart the size of an ocean, A soul filled with glee. You're not just a siren song, You're a lifelong symphony, Your rhythm moves me, To rise up, dance and sing. I'm glad you were born today, My beautiful birthday girl, You make my life stunning, And fill it with such joy. I have many friends, But there's one above the rest. That one is you, You are simply the best. It's a friend like you, In good times and bad, Who asks for nothing, Yet offers a hand. Wherever I go in life, There's only one thing to do, I must have you in my heart; " May your birthday be epic, May you never settle for less, May your special day be special, May you be blessed with the best. May your dreams never die, May your wishes come true, May your birthday be ageless, May you be born anew." As you grow up, may you find... Hope before despair, Passion before bo

There is a swelling storm, What ensues shall for itself perform, I'm caught up in the middle of it all, Up the ladder and down the wall, And it takes control, A sort of besom that clears my soul. The person that I thought I was I shot her dead because, The girl I used to know, Will never stay content on the low, Or watch a young heart fail, Whenever storms assail.' Good thing there is a light To dwell in solemn shades of endless night. Even in the dark I feel its warmth, In my hands, and my heart, Why can't I hold on? When that greater dream had gone. It comes and goes in waves, It always does, it always does, We watch as our young hearts fade, Into the flood, into the flood, The freedom of falling, Whipped by the storm, screaming and calling. A feeling I thought was set in stone, I let them stray, I thought of myself alone, I let it slip through my fingers, Now every lasting effect of you lingers, I'm trying hard to let go Whether i

* nwayi obi * You think she's s utterly evil! So there can not be any good in her, Why? Because you saw her drinking a bottle of Palmi And smoking several sticks of cigar. You then assume she's a either a bad person Or has committed arson. ọ bụghị otú ahụ? * ọ dị mma * When you knew about the abortion You were quick to label her wayward And promiscuous. Oh!!! The insults you rained on Her, You even wish Amadioha would take her life. * cheta * When she wanted to tell you What had happened to her. Ekwunife -do not say a thing yet- you Yelled at her. For you were not yet done with her.  * njedebe nke ndụ * Life, She exclaim!!! While she took a last look at the knotted rope Dangling down the branch of an ebelebo tree. She cried, screamed, wailed, for life has been Unfair to her, Who would believe that she smoked and drank Just to rid herself of the thought of Committing suicide. That the aborted child was implanted in her By ichie Okonta; her lat

Who is the genius??? I remember back then in school,2015 to be precise, was with my reading partners studying for our final exams. A fresher from God knows where just came by asking what 7x13 was. Honestly I was expecting a cold reply from my sociology friend,instead she was like; ''7x13??? errmmm errmmm come ooo how does the answer affect our environment? U should focus on exploring the organization of knowledge production in systems biology, which is a research approach that brings together biologists, physicists, engineers, mathematicians and computer scientists in novel interdisciplinary arrangements not what 7x13 is. I was dumbfounded,as her reply was totally off point and uncalled for. Just as i was about to laugh and scold fash at the same time, my other mate in person of Loyce made matters worse. Loyce is a political scientist. And so,he started; Fasola Nooo!!! Noo!!! Nooo!!! Listen to my argumentum propentum, u see, 7*13 looking at it from the poli

HE 4 SHE One stereotype here another there, Calls what ought to be a human right a privilege, To seek out sorrow that dwells everywhere, Rights and freedom, over sacrilege. Do you need the opposite sex to validate your self-worth? Being glad about a new foolish quiet mirth. Men sometimes don’t realize gender inequality is their issue too, They see expressing emotions as a sign of weakness, The injuries that to yourself you do, A little bit of outlaw, a little bit of Jesus. Why can’t men express emotions and be what they please? A buoyant Spirit and a heart at ease. Men who need women to get their shit together are not attractive, Women who need men to be happy are spoilt little imps, Would that your brain was as active, You will realize the difference between a child and a shrimp, Why should everyone learn to cook and do household chores? So you feed yourself, your loved ones and be self-dependent. I had a friend who became a stranger,