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yes by the tears I've poured, by all my hours of pain, o i shall surely win thee, beloved, again! _ Emily Bronte (326) Wuthering Heights.

STATE OF WAZOBIA


 
So soon sun of our tomorrow's setting
For just few heads are learning
The rest either hawking or begging
See I know what I'm saying
The state of Wazobia I'm telling
...
You where empty bellies yelling
For trusted daddies lying
Attending the squanders meeting
The meeting they call sitting
While hospitals give no healing
They lack drugs for healing
Schools void of roofings, ceiling
For our trusted daddies stealing
Our trusted daddies are lying
While yelling bellies are...
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HOW CAN I BE MOVED?


Dis nt for below 18 & any1 it may offend. I'm jus catchin fun since poetry can take any form.

HOW CAN I BE MOVED?
U saunted u wiggley pussy footed
& caress'd ya hairs &
...
Jerk'd ya ass's &
Smiled ya eyes prettily &
Even somtimes stared
Or pout my sight like bird
Or made barr'n ya properly lubricat'd
Breast so mistily glitt'ring like d roach's head
But yet U be not my bed
O pls be not offend'd
Pls be not incens'd
But hw can I be mov'd
When U're wearing a longsleeve &
Hw can I be mov'd
When U're wearing a shortsleeve &
Hw can I be mov'd
When U're wearing not an armless sleeve &
Hw can I be mov'd
When thy armpits are properly eye-proov'd
Lady show me thy rough curves &
Show me thy sweating groov's &
Show me so to be mov'd
& show me thy armpits black or red
For they typify d hidd'n tunnel that wait'd
Wait'd down there below thy pubic end
End between thy two legs &
Show me d twin vaginal of thy shoulders &
I won't pretend
But madly follow thee to thy bed end
For sexy armpits make me mad in d head.
31-01-2012.
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...A LA MAISON (...HOME)


 
...A LA MAISON (...HOME)
To cease my lacks and end my sorrows
And suddenly make my penury go
With full feathering o like sparrow
To put my red flows and strengths also
...
To decide to go home to my home
My home the home sweet home
Free amiss stars I do not know
Or three squares forming a cone
Known still swear still I do not know
For never was last me went mine home
When you crave to come mine home
Compass thy way to turn eye below
A shining sun to come see so
Seeming as old home carved of stone
Or temple cons...

GOOD FRIENDS

So you should know
Good friends are like gold
Hard to find, keep and hold
That's why I cherrish my brow.

HAIKU (part 1)




INFIDELITY (haiku 7)
Jilting a sweet song
As divorce in sundry tongue
Which GRAMMY belong.

...
HELPLESS MOTHER (haiku 3)
Mal-fed two twin join
She plus head in swaddling loin
Dad? No! They beg coin.

FISH (haiku 12)
A single turns five
From anus to neck with knife
Watching without life.

My haiku monorhyme 1 - 14 can be read @
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— with Emmanuella Celestina N. Nduonofit and 4 others.

Chess

Chess says and I quote; first
Of all I'm chess with no respect
So be no upset when you set
Thy nude eyes to go beget
A grandmaster from the far west
Turned a fish in a boy's net
...
Or a puppet made to go regret
Or a pupil given assignment
And left alone to think in a state of jest
So visit the market to buy a chess set
And learn very well to have the mindset
That anything can happen in a tournamemt.
Samuel C. Enunwa. June 10, 2012.
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— with Ajay Varshney and 12 others.

BABIES, DO THEY DREAM?


BABIES, DO THEY DREAM?
When babies sleep, do they dream?
Of wizard hunting them; her or him
Of floating on water, do they dream
Of reign of famine and do they dream
...

Like you and me too seem to dream
To snore the Horr! Heem! Horr! Heem!
The rhythm of our dreaming hyme
While fending freely in our dream

When babies sleep, do they dream?
Of a lake estate with a lim
-Osine, or castle with a gym
Which are vanities like a film

They sleep in peace with a Pears' cream
And dusting powder that give them gleam
Of human and god in sleeping stream
So why am I wondering, do they dream?
Samuel C. Enunwa April 11, 2012.

Whenever I'm not here, you shall meet me and the rest of my fans @
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— with Samuel Enunwa.

HALLE BERRY

HALLE BERRY
I’ve blind argued many,
many
Beings of this arresting
beauty
...
Till I set my eventually
Double opened nakely
Eyes on Halle Berry
Not in the telly
Not physically
But the cover of Ebony
Where waited she sexily
My friend! My foe!! My
family!!!
Now I can bet my money
Bet the whole of my
money
With conviction in my belly
That God Almighty
Sculpted Halle Berry
On Monday very early
To possess such a beauty.
Samuel C Enunwa Mar.
11, 2011
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— with Samuel Enunwa and 4 others

thanks



Photo: Here's the goddess money cannot buy
Her eyes are well of love
Her nose are red rose
Her lips are fertile land where kisses can be planted
Thanks to this òkín looking angel.
 Here's the goddess money cannot buy
Her eyes are well of love
Her nose are red rose
Her lips are fertile land where kisses can be planted
Thanks to this òkín looking angel.

OF GIVING YOU MY RING If autumn, summer and spring
Can never die in the songs poets sing
Then dream of giving you my ring
Shall again and again, my heart bring.

If birds wings must swing
Whenever they decide flying
Then dream of giving you my ring
Shall again and again, my heart bring.

And if haste is wasting
And waiting a good thing
Then dream of giving you my ring
Shall again and again, my heart bring.
      Samuel C. Enunwa, a nigerian poet.
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CRASHING OF THE PLANE

CRASHING OF THE PLANE
Crashing of the plane or car or moto
-Cycle, bokobombing, polio
Cancer, HIV, radio
-Chemical, dagger, volcano
Tsunami, drowning, mosquito
Or heart malady, sorrow
Or burning by petrol also
Gas or pouring base into
Acid and disasters I know
Can never bruise the soul
Like the uncertain tomorrow.
Samuel C. Enunwa Jan. 7, 2012.
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I pray God chase away evil from this land of ours; Nigeria. Every soul concerned, I pray them the strength to stand the loss.
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Ambiguity Indeed!

Ambiguity Indeed!
Earthanity In seed proceed
A jet wind _ her fidgeted
feigning or lying deceived
Or meek evil long fridged
In tomb of time through greed
Or vain needs to be pleaded
For now I'm scared breed
For we've always been decieved
In disguise with all our eyes movied;
For end time or time to end breed
Beings, hold ambiguity indeed
So we had better be pleased!
Samuel C. Enunwa, a nigerian poet. June 4, 2012.
Feel free to meet me and my fans, through google search.
 
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