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  • abino_writes 40w

    Nature's spectra

    there you are after dawn
    in the ethereal sky
    blooming glossy colour
    welcoming morning stars

    in glowing flames, you are.
    burning, like royal jewels.
    when oceans make waves,
    in it, bright and cool, you are.

    when jaybirds sways in air,
    its you i see, alluring.
    you are, the reason i love berries
    the misery behind hibiscus beauty




    #wod #color
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    Nature's spectra



    Ocean
    Sky
    Jaybird
    Speaks about you


    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 41w

    You can't buy time
    with money
    But you can buy money
    with time


    #wod #hoarding

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    Road

    Life offer imbalance road
    We offer service easing loads
    Journey with dreams unfold

    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 42w

    i wondered in part of your beauty
    and was lost beyond the earth coast
    your lips taste better than sweet wine
    your eyes "devine", like rainbow it shines
    so many colours, i couldn't stop staring
    in my dreams, you are my goddess
    the perfect definition of my beauty angel


    #kwansaba
    #wod
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    Beauty Angel

    You're Devine



    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 43w

    Not all poems are written to be read
    And that will be "FUNERAL"

    when you are ready to drop the bomb
    when you say the time has come
    when I'm weak and cannot run
    when my bones are no longer strong
    sing me to sleep here and on

    I'm awake in my lonely bed
    alone in my castle I rest
    trying to keep a piece of me left
    staring at the cloud from here
    wishing to see beyond there
    my demons are breaking out of their nest
    sing me to sleep to the long rest

    when my Age is out of count
    And my eyes goes dim in the dawn
    when my heart refuse to pump
    And my legs tied down in the lawn
    when my hand becomes light and no blood flow
    when the city is empty and no place to go
    when the end is easy to know
    sing me a song with sweet solo





    #start
    #wod
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    Funeral

    If one poem.
    Is not meant.
    To be read.
    It will be.
    FUNERAL.

    Everyone wants.
    To live life.
    And be happy
    FUNERAL is a poem
    portraying afterlife

    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 44w

    Pun

    A glues sales man was back from jail
    only to be telling us boring tales
    about how he trained a mouse without tail
    he said he'll will teach me one day on a train
    i asked around to see if i can trail his steps
    i was told "always trust a glue salesman, they tend to stick to their word".

    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 44w

    it reminds of ageless tears
    unseasoned weeping and nagging
    the unending starvation

    i see pregnant mothers slaughtered with hunger in their solitude
    the horror on the faces of innocent, tender babies
    feeding on starch on daily basis
    emanciating flat foot, tiny legs with protruding bellies

    i see fathers heart embosomed in sorrow
    i see runners legs devoured by polio
    i see old and young dying from poison of mosquito
    i see homeless, shattered and bittered fellow
    a generation dwelling with hope of no tomorrow

    i can see the violence in thier eyes
    begging on street from sun set to sun rise
    feeding from hand to mouth to survive
    clothed in designers made of dirty, torn rags

    teenage girls craving for safety
    a life wrecking havoc to destiny
    young dreams earnestly driven to their grave

    it reminds me the horror of how i was made


    Poetry inspired by African Histories

    #poverty #pod #wod @writersnetwork @miraquill

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    Poverty's havoc

    Power lies in hands of the wealthy
    Their is horror in poverty
    This is my poetry


    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 44w

    I'm the pen
    Made in Nigeria
    With ink of different materials
    I am the one that create emotions
    And pour out my imaginary illusions
    as story that happened with illustrations
    I can tell tales that never happened
    just to have a moment and be happy
    I am ABINO, nice meeting you


    #introduction #wod
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    I am the boy who is no one

    (ABINO)

    A Boy Is No One


    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 44w

    We're Eagles

    we were birds
    we were just able to fly
    we were so small in size
    we were just able to dive
    up from the sky we stare
    looking at the falling bears
    little and filled with fear
    feeding on insects in the air
    perching on the trees so near
    but look at us now
    we are eagles
    bigger and stronger than weevils
    we should fly so high
    we should be above the sky
    height should be our might
    we should feed on hides
    we should live forever
    we should be together

    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 45w

    *I found my ikigai*

    i was
    baseless without a taste
    racing without a lane
    wanted to be jack of all trades
    forgetting life is a phase

    i tried
    winning every race
    getting best grades
    hoping everyday
    things will come my way

    in the course i
    made alot of mistakes
    created alot of hates
    wish i could go back to those days
    to amend my ways
    my life wasn't straight

    untill i
    just held a pen
    penning illusions
    creating emotions
    painting imaginations
    flaunting metaphors
    then i found my lost course
    now and years to come
    it will be what I'm made for

    @abino_writes

    #wod #word #miraquill #writersnetwork #ikigai
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    I found my ikigai

    I found poetry
    I found my purpose

    ©abino_writes

  • abino_writes 45w

    Silent wall

    like waters we flow
    conditioned by the same goal
    i remember the silent wall
    the one between the both of us
    until i made it broke
    never knew what's beyond the wall
    if its a lion or a gentle dove

    but i still broke it
    not for the courage or boldness
    the looks on her face got me restless
    her nails i felt was like that of a tigress
    her elegant smile made me speechless
    indeed, she is a perfect goddess

    i spoke a word
    and it awoke a thousand thought
    some birthed and some were left unborn
    the ones birth brought laughter abound
    i watched her lips birth every one of it
    till the last moment we parted

    the little merry we had
    how i almost lost my way back
    were part of the little memories made
    in our orbs we'll live so round and safe
    until we meet again

    ©abino_writes