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Beyonce In The Midst Of Forest With Werewolves

In an attempt to create delight, horror was found and the detail was born out of imagination, that I, the writer of this post decided to pen it down.

Beyonce was in the midst of the forest with werewolves
chasing her.

What is the most valuable possession if not safety?
Yes, a river has everything she has asked for.

Oh, my God! For how long can vampires hide in the shadows?

It all began
when living worms were walking out of white warm rice.
Fainted yes,
woke with no trace of where she was
Oh! Can a nightmare cure memory loss?

Werewolves by the right, werewolves by the left
werewolves behind
a desolate building in front
in desolate neighborhood of no soul from doors to doors
of desolate buildings of two-tops and two-down structures
after jumping the river shore

Help me! Help me!!
you lonely hunter at the door, help me!

Ask not James Bond for favor
unless you'd offer sex in return
you know how hardworking the batman can be
if the catwoman is off the picture

Like the tale of a teenage girl warring
to recover from mental tumor;
so Beyonce gave out what she had got
to get what she really wanted...

Don't send this poetic rhythm to magazine
editors will be so scared
and filled with horror
and give you a reject.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

Common Dysentery

Twisting my tummy
round and round like merry-go-round
my intestine made some
horrible sounds

Always I ran to toilet quick
Mr. Dysentery
You don't play pranks with me
descending on me with your angelic wings

What scientific experiment are you performing on me?

What kind of magic?

What algorithm wrote dysentery?

Each time you touch my wife
she vacates the kitchen starving me

Each time you touch my kid
he disobeys me

Each time you touch me
I cease being me
flushing re-flushing
washing my buttocks
wasting toiletries on tiny faeces

Each time
dysentery holds me
I moan in the toilet countlessly;
my anus erect
ejaculating tiny faeces

Controlling me
so verily verily I say unto thee
"I can see God in dysentery."

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

African Poetic Picture


a vivid picture
patricia neely doing
her stuff so for sure

Nonsensical Lines


If you love rice and beans
Clap your hands
Pa! Pa!! Pa!!!

If you happy and you know
Raise your spoon
Pu! Pu!! Pu!!!

For this nonsensical lines
Of mine
Is to welcome
Every new comers in the room;
A happy poetic zoom.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

Only Time Women Crawl Is When They Fall In Love

Only time women crawl
is when they fall in love.

Lucky are the ones
who make them crawl
like a toddler with the heart
of love

From the floor,
to the bathtub

From the couch,
to the arms of love

From the edge of bed,
to the arms of love waiting

By the bed's mirror with a gesture.
I am very sure that the only time women crawl
is when they're lost in love

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

The Dark Darling In Yellow


The dark darling in yellow,

Whose shadow arouses as belle in Rolling Stone

And bestowed beauty like rainbow

I wish we forever slept and woke

Each day she strolls across my window

I wish we stayed as

Colorfu' Ladies

Image of Lady Gaga from

Lady in green top and green skirt;
lets stay indoors.
You look more like cartoon.

You, lady in black up and down!
Yes, darkness is your ally;
you're such a beautiful raccoon.

Lady in blue on blue. You
over-rhyme with the sky, I
can't even predict if
the rain will fall.

O! Lady in pink gown I love you
meet me at Sunview by seven
where I'll buy you toys you
always wished for.

All COLORFU' LADIES can be fun.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

In The Name Of God


NOTE: If this post does not bring some peace to your mind, then it's either you're wicked or you're already in a state where chaos and atrocities do not reign.
This poem is written by East Poetry, a very great facebook poet.

IN THE NAME OF GOD by East Poetry

I saw them on, I hid and ran
as they stopped the moving van
brought man out and cut his arm,
cut their heads and then to the farm

where I hid I cried with bumps
as my heart hits and pump
who's like them, please do not come
where hast thou peace and freedom

what looked thee like not a beast
put not our lives for a feast
put forth your hands for peace
as we hold this fight to cease

this is God's own blessed nation
no more fight,no more tension
lets all heal what we have maimed
we need peace in Jesus name.

(copyright)= East Poetry.

The Ghost Affair 3 (the footsteps)


When daylight took the sunlight

and went away

suddenly came the darkness carrying crayon

and painted the earth black.

My fan was bad.

My room was hot.

12am could not sleep

footsteps were walking everywhere outdoor

opened my louvers but nothing I saw

Only heard them walking

up and down.

I was furious

I was angered

I lamented

Samueldpoetry: evil spirits! Your steps are disturbing.

Why can't you just go to bed?

Evil Spirits: This' no time for resting.

Samueldpoetry: I demand thy telling me why!

Evil Spirits: We've been tormented and

in return,

many human souls

we must torment.

Samueldpoetry: What human souls? Speak your mind boldly.

Evil Spirits: Those human souls

who go to bed without praying.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry



Chess says and I quote "first
of all I'm chess with no respect.
So be not upset when you set
thy nude eyes to go beget
a grandmaster from the far west
turns a fish in a boy's net
or puppet made to regret
or pupil given an assignment
and left alone to think in state of jest.
So visit the market and buy a chess set
and learn very well to have the mindset
that anything can happen in a tournament.

Samuel C Enunwa aka samueldpoetry


Famous Usher Raymond


born 14-10-1978
in Dallas, Texas
to Georgia he moved with mom
in search for fame
with motherly love and care
he found fame

in 2004
Usher released Confession
my favorite album

my favorite song of his is

"If love was a bird, then we wouldn't have a wing

If love was a sky, we wouldn't be blue

If love was a choir, you and I could never sing

'Cuz love isn't for me and you

If love was an Oscar, you and I would never win

'Cuz we could never act out our parts

If love is the Bible, then we are lost in sin

'Cuz it's not in our hearts

So why don't you go your way and I'll go mine

Live your life and I'll live mine

Baby, you'll do well and I'll be fine

'Cuz we're better off, separated

If love was a fire, then we have lost the spark

Love never felt so cold

If love was the light, then we're lost in dark

Left with no one to hold

If love was a sport, then we're not a team

You and I are destined to lose

If love was an ocean, then we are just a stream

'Cuz love isn't for me and you

Why don't you go your way

(Go your way)

And I'll go mine

Live your life

(Live your life)

And I'll live mine

Baby, you'll do well

(You'll do well)

And I'll be fine

'Cuz we're better off, separated

Girl, I know we had some good times

It's sad but now, gotta say goodbye

Girl you know I love you, I can't deny

Can't say we didn't try to make it work for you and I

Know it hurts, so much but it's best for us

Somewhere along this winding road we lost the trust

So I'll walk away, so you don't have to see me cry

It's killing me, so, why don't you go

Why don't you go your way and I'll go mine"

Forever And A Day


I woke up this morning

thinking of you

reached for your warmth

as I always would do.

But your side of the bed

was empty with fold

pillows in place

untouched and cold.

I did not smell coffee

the news was not on

things are so different

since you are gone.

Your sweet smelling scent

is fading away

so I cling to your memory

in every possible way.

Motivating myself

is a struggle to do

hard to see sunshine

when feeling so blue.

They say it gets better

as time goes by

to look for the good

at least give it a try.

Something happened

at work today

I started to call you

right away.

Sadly remembering

I hung up the phone

you were not there

God took you home.

My heart is hurting

my soul cries with pain.

Got nothing to lose

got nothing to gain.

Time is one asset

I have plenty to spare

holding on tight

going no where.

I'm looking for good

as I have been told

reaching for warmth

yet shiver with cold.

Darling, I miss you

in every way

and still loving you

forever and a day.

NOTE: A very beautiful poetic gem. It was written by teardrop @

KWASHIORKOR (by Moses Chibueze Opara)

I saw a beautiful child
Down the shallow street
With swollen belly-bony legs-starved head,
His smiles wore a kwashiorkor look
With a fainting voice, sighing in his heart-
He was playing with the dust of despair
Fighting the crawling shadows of fear...
A poor child, stained by malnutrition
The seal of poverty engaged his thoughts-
Through the arteries of pantless nights
He walked-in an unclean diapers of tears
Plagued by unclear hymns
Stucked in death's bound,
He wore a plea in his heart-
A plea for a hand to hold his heart.

NOTE: The source for this poem is facebook and it was posted there by Moses Chibueze Opara.

When A Wife Is P219


A nagging wife is a
penguin with head of an owl

She scares the husband
everytime he comes home

Lets pray
for a man living with a
nagging wife
needs the prayer of you and me

For a man living with a
nagging wife
carries a double cross.
Whenever he wishes to do good
the devil uses his wife to double-cross him

Lets pray
for a man living with a
nagging wife
is living with an anti-christ
nursing his children
sharing his matrimonial water bed and
cooking his rice

An ugly nagging wife is a
she's staining her husband everywhere
he goes

A beautiful nagging wife is a
an attractive poison
a monster in a sheep cloth

singles pray!
And married pray!
For a nagging wife begins nagging
after the wedding night
not courting.

"It pays to live on the roof
than to live with a nagging wife"
says Proverbs 21:9.

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

If Only Dreams Had Wings (by Dorcas Onuh)



If only dreams had wings,
I would be where I had wanted to be.
If only shadows don't stray so far off;
My destiny assured would bring me peace of minds

If only dreams had wings,
I'd have met my man from Tokyo by now
If the roses still blooms, tended less;
Less worries that I will for so long plough

If only dreams had wings,
Low grounds will my feet fear
If money had meant no value at all;
Off every luxury should my feet wear

If only dreams had wings,
There will be those bright lights;
Very eager to blind me into void's air-tights

If dreams had wings,
I would definitely be flying by now
And right now

Dorcas Onuh has a great talent, her poetic skill proves it. She's a graduate, a scientist and a researcher with the potential to lead a company to its required success. Among everything she possesses, I recommend to you her blog called deeyssert flower; you can just check it out anytime

Dream Starlet Closet

Image via Trend Stuck I may not currently have my ideal Starlet Closet, but I can dream…..and what better place to dream than Pinterest?  I encourage all of you Everyday Starlets to create a Pinterest board for ideas of your ideal dressing room. ...

Jesus Walking

This image is from

if Jesus Christ was passing in my street

I would shout:
Jesus Christ of Nazareth have mercy upon me!
Jesus Christ of Narareth have mercy upon me!!
Jesus Christ of Nazareth have mercy upon me!!!

"What Can I Do Thee?" he would ask

God, please,
grant me financial independence
in long life and good health!

He would say:
"So Shall It Be!"

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

Independence Day 2014


Demons and angels fingers have gathered,
clasping a dagger
in a beautiful attire,
to cut the cake of Nigerian Independence

Placed on a platter of greed;
the recipe was helplessness of the hopeful masses,
corruption was the icing over it.
I wish embezzlement wasn't part of it
I doubt it.


Pure natural disasters
befall nations of this world

Exception, if you can see,
is the case of Nigeria, my nation
for disasters,
disasters in my nation are born of laxity
and baptised by greed.

Nigeria, you've clocked 54
under a crawling deceit

Let none of your disciples
praise the hand that printed this
nor crucify it
for Creator of the universe
will command Amadioha to strike to death
anyone dare crucify it.
Bon appetit!

Samuel C. Enunwa aka samueldpoetry

IS HE TRULY GONE? (by Abiola Paul Oku-ola)

You said he is dead
That you bullet pierced his head
His heart had stopped beating
His soul has no more place among the living
...Is he truly gone?

Heroes don't die
Even when with the angels they fly
Guerrillas too live
In their course, many do believe
...Is he truly gone?

You don't cut down a tree only at the stem
Else it will regrow and become more firm
Insurgency is like earthworm
Before long a new chief will arrive to cause more storm
...Is he truly gone?

NOTE: "Is He Truly Gone?" is a poem written by Paul Abiola Oku-ola, a great contemporary author. He's a good friend of naijapoets on facebook and his new book is blazing hot Feel free to take a look at his facebook profile.


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