July 4, 2025

Long haikus

Build your self a vast platform of network 
A vast reach of homosapiens as the informants of your realm 
Then you shall be long time friend of success 


Success is a stranger to men who barely learn 
How to appreciate folks within and without
He treats men like king's or surround himself with the wisest 

Long haikus

See beyond your nose and you shall have all the colours of rainbows at your beck
Not at your distance but at your artless calls


Scratch the surface with your efforts 
You shall be relevant even beyond your reach
A testimony of the fact that he who sees beyond his nose is a seer

Obstinance.part one

That rusts of obstinance got he the golden hills 
What exemplification of the concrete sample and object lesson does the golden valleys of the marauders ever require to immerse in the watershed exemplary beyond the mimicry of apologetics?
To avert them the butt, plaything,buffoon,laughing stock,pilgarlic ,jestee, object of derision,fun figure of object of ridicule at rusticated palms,ever pounding of mortar's pestle as remorseless binges.
That ignoble muscle of oblique course,as eccentric off water fishes ,yawy,zigzag sailing point and deflection 
To kick him oddity, oddballs ,rara avis, weirdo ,oddbird, misfit,
Devoid of foul smelling,odiferous ,rant,reeking,mephitic,tumaceous,odoriferant, pungent ,malodorous,fetid and putrid salmagundi.
Not creepily flexing at odious ,skunky,redolent, repulsive, execrable ,effluvious, odoriferous,and repugnant rank 
To whet them appetizer as the exemplary of golden hills 
That brunet, charcoal, obsidian, melanoid,murky stink ball ,piceous,sombre,sooty stinkpot and onyxed cannon of odorous bombs barely neglect not he to court them en masse 
O what a quirky hand-me-downs, lagniappe,bequest, libation, oblative offertory of weight avoirdupois!
Stupendous,unwonted and offbeaten
litotes paths could smear the smoky hills
Quite often on pins and needles, solicitous, overwrought, uptight,clutched,snappy, thirsty, chaffing,choleric,antsy, timorous,skittish, spooked, jittery, creepily, irascible,twitchy, impatient,worried sick as stomach butterflies on tenterhooks in the miscellaneous stuffs at the golden valleys.
With the onus probandi to mundify them in the public squares and ingratiate them towards exemplification and exemplary 
That makes them rejig this formula and adorn same mantilla.
Quite a few from the random voyage of Sullivan's travels,Tumulus raving blades decked alongside maximus in the battlefield and trench warfare.Attesmus and palasmus had not debunked restlessness in the Sullivan's travels.A dozen men at arms on the heels, steerers,scouts, captains,helms persons,saviors, bellwether coxswain took too stardom by neck and adorn its necklaces on the warring fields
Striving at their darndest,whack and dry runs not as  the sable,slate,sloe hags, harridans and runts in the rinkydinky, gossamer, slapdash,tacky, superficial,sleazy weaklings at arms.
They defy craft gone home to roost with reinforced uppings , chrysalis, upgrowth and progressive elfs of their gravitational ontogenesis 
They crouch from the verge to the wagon unlit, sunless, pitch-dark,stygian,murky, clouded,wheel off tipsomaniac women wine and dine and assorted accessories of ati spumante,Osso buco,Liebfraumilch,Rhine,Orvieto, Gewurztraminer , Riesling,Chablis,chenin blanc, Chardonnay, pinot etcetera.
And behold took the pledge stone cold somber beyond once in a blue moon of the isolated lushes.
Looting spree on the quivering quivive besides on the netherside , exudes pitch black vulgar path, gentlemen at arms, coteries of gunpowder
Autographise illustrious machismo and stormy petrels distinguished them from the atramentous,inky,coal black, ebon,bituminous laities
That euphoria of orgasmic splurge,circus, bacchanalian an orgiastic merrymaking overindulgence 
Not ever weary of  stormy petreling across the altitude and azimuth, right ascension and descension,ordinate and abscissa, longitude and latitude of warfare,
At the state union's oratio directa,this blarney stone kisser had fountains of wisdom 
as the emblem of the realm's opulent opuscule,vademecum and checkered antecedence 
the resplendent warriors endeared to the dozen machupelahs had taken to heroism dancing upon the litanies of his oratorios 
His chants, canticles,paeans,odes,aria,songs of praise,chorales, descants,ditties, evensongs,lauds,hossanahs,psalms were the most ubiquitous rendition of the realm.
And lo when the great Sullivan's travels had blanketed alupluto's rattleheaded realm with wasp and bees' pyrhic victory 
Not a dint of hoipoloi had given up on maximus 
Had mothernature not umbraged him to unleash the reprisal against the fifth columnists at dusk?
To open up the throttle of stratagem and the open-faced sandwiches for the inalienable conquest of alien lands
Was masterstroke as well as masterpiece of the inversely proportional idealist at abesi's shore and beyond compare.
His hightails struts in the grand dispatch of galloping sail whiz and impel the savagery of this cavalier conquest 
To slash the amour propre , narcissism, snottiness and outrecuidance of the north country's rebellion an outre riddance for public harmony.
All the smugness and vainglory came seething at maximus 
At the resonance of Abesi's nationhood as the latitude and longitude of alupluto bay's plutocracy.
 Tripple deconium had ebbed in the ellipsoidal,ovoid,ovate,ovalate, rectangular,ovaliform, elliptical and elongated but seemingly unquenchable trenchwarfare.
Stratagem to belch beyond and out jockey, eclipse, outdistance and outmaneuver alien solids of the marauders
we're crooked sigmoid extract of bloody cudgels
From the battle of pamputo to maledectine down abesiland wondrous strikes and jubilation were hatched from the spook of his resilient navel.



 


















July 3, 2025

Long Haikus

The moment of truth is often times not far away from the fringes of what we experience 
Yet foxes prevent the entire edifice of responsible axiom,




To take effect and rhyme with the beautiful promises 
Does it mean that like minds should not be too close to like minds?
Of course they can be the most valuable company on Africa 

Long haikus

Know a thing one million times purchases guarranteed 
Know yourself deeply more than you can see
Someday the golden price of freedom will pass the verdict 


Verdict is often the last straw in the 🐪 camel's back 
Even a  righteous man could weather the storm 
That ties him to earn rewards or fable down to your glorious sun.

Long Haikus

Friendship maybe overrated when it confers vestige of insolence and indolence As the merit and scholarship of association 


It cannot save every bit of whole rational time 
Where intellectual folks should love each other normally 
Beyond use of intellectual arts to become friends 


The day that intelligence die and turns anger into resistance 
Where agitating drive become the spot of public enmity 
The entire plan also dies as well as the dreams and final carriage 

Long haikus

Wonderful dreams can change everything 
Wonderful mission can bring it back to life
Wonderful accomplishment closes another chapter in life



With the law of compounding the same with wealth 
It is irremediable and irremovable that that jungle of admission 
Be the final law for mankind is paying the costly price of freedom 

Act one Scene one Old Greybeard's Sorcery

        Act one


Scene one

Enter Old grey beard and little maximus at the riverbank of abesi where he flashed in from bottom sea like a streak of lightning to braced him his future oddysey and apocalypse.


Old greybeard 

Let frigid moans strike them awry
Victory to all kith and kin his nemesis guarranteed
Where all fairs and fouls frangible karma exhume 
And sloths at sea thought of climbing golden hills 
Amidst the catapult of damp squib not groaned and slaughtered at the abbatoir 
To grace the Sabbath of golden Nirvana 
With artless ease beyond the sinecure of smash hit
How come catapult in the crystal riverbank come to the forest of escapades to abhor its solitary abhor and lonely walk to Jerusalem 
There still at the golden hills frequented by queen preparedness at the golden valley bedevilled with the spirit of sloths and indolence 
To wail in vain vicissitudes in their vicinages as insurmountable apostels of mount Olympus 
Let the tutelage of thy mother's pearls be not unbind thy belly aches at thy broken navel
To perceive all adventures as meaningless cramps 
And all human strives fair or foul maketh them exhaust as nothing but nihilistic strides 
Against the fading sun o that fading sun when the twilight is gone and bestial plight ascends the cavalier mode 
The embodiment of knights and knight errants in the jeopardy of insulable foolhardies and caveat let your be be persistent calf.

Little maximus 

How shall I avail myself from the monk wherein my mother was at loggerhead?


Old grey beard

Thy karma shall not spare thee fair or foul 
where expedition of oddysey cannot be unavoided 
She shalt not remorse her repugnant odium to the monk's wishes 
To avail you to quit at quitter's Pall for the long walk of destiny.
Her muzzling boxes of oaths are passed and karma in the sorcery of theft impugned smothers her conscience to subscribe to thy oddysey.
Pyrates at your nuance and to pyrates and pyrates' boil shalt thy creeds be lured
For this immaculate mission for the salvation of abesi's impoverished realm.
Knights come in gross and elope in dross of gores
None whatsoever ever save thy clime and unborn monastery for the hoodlums and the boots of squirearchy, liegemen and fifth columnists 
Trade thy arts with those ignobles of nefarious valleys in nefarious ados
For better mastery and unleash them trenchwarfare unquenched mar at fallen dusk.
Go in earnest and preparedness in warfare sealed thy fate.
If you are armed to do destiny billings then be armed to do so in the spurious deny of mischief to do this biddings,the bliss of lost earthlings.

Enters aristobroth to inform old greybeard the flurry of city rampages.


Aristobroth 

O my most holy greybeard the mouth of probity and the justice mandate of the lion king and mothernature 
what shall we do with bandits again?
The bazaars and villatic grocers groan under yoke of remorseless infernos 
Monarchy a conspicuous abettor of injustice 
They came in gross and go in loots
          (He adjusts his shirt,weeps and wipe his cheeks with bandana)

Old greybeard

O sorcery of man not the sorcery of mothernature 
You who hears and acts without the aids of mortals and mortal craven images
Hear the charms of the winds,the seas,lands and your imponderable Cosmos
Let evils run their course and now it goes to exit 
As the due of heavens falls like karma to run its due course .
Let it run full course and justice at set time and justice at peacetime be magic wand 
And be justice at the battlefield who stakes retribution as the recompense 
For every ass of ados.
 
(Aristobroth the messenger of evil and good deeds departs his presence in smokes)

Little Maximus 

Heartless men defy the laws of gravity 
Arbiters of chaos in sheep's clothing
Defiance of sanity and opulent merchants of ambiguous merchandise
Do they proliferate by ointment of lucre or fetish balm or sorcery that metropolis may sallow and brink to demise?

Old grey beard 

Why shallowest nature under rubric of mothernature's influence frequent dualism?
Not for thy prior suggest but for unravel bellies of mortal necrosis and unveil the pristine prejudice of mankind.
Did mother nature not enjoin nature to crave sloths of evil to twerk her fate?
Has not slap of evil prime investment of time to lure empiricism of good from the boodles of mortal and bombard wights with duress of evil teases that the true colors of navel be unveiled?
Not a prime unction of opulent good ever feasible in the atrophy of its foundry,the mortar and the golden pestle with which a substance of atom unleashes the kernel of ontology.
They can bicker mothernature should they wish 
but any protestation by supernature and nature 
at this benign point is unquenchably over
That is fait accompli undeniably for all time 
Does good ever exist without the Cosmos of evil?
Does their bicker ever teases the mainstream without natural evolution?
Of course undeniably nope evanesce at this guileful neglect of verity by homosapiens 
Thou shalt swear me an oath not to forget me an oath 
To preserve this verity in the most distant posterity 

Little Maximus 

Yes my Lord I swear but what shall I say to renege 
Your clairvoyance and shall I not call it a sacrilege ?
My Lord why not good to pay evil?
Shall we not be at peace to holify our conscience with this axiom?

Old grey beard

Never!
Men bruise not with remorse and not an iota of sacrifice ever reap bountifully
And it's a myth to get them penitence 
And they those who repay good evil for good 
Not much pristine rewards and censure 
dashes them immanent but unassailable goods 
To knock them off with bestiality for evil 
And lo the victor repays on leapfroging
 victoriously 
from the trenches repay good for evil 
To treat them as no Victor no vanquished
But behold with occasional censure of precision aggression at selected times
The aggressors barely remorse from aggression 
Until karma pushes them to remorse at the their immanent defeats.

See the squirearchy, fifth columnists from the north country 
 pothered stunts of the liegemen and abetters of bandits 
You shall grow up in the pyrates and bandit playgrounds 
And face the dilemma in the land.

Little Maximus 

Let me say old greybeard who oppresses the liegemen?

Old grey beard 

The squirearchy and their acolytes pyrates in their pyramid cells from the north country 
You re commissioned to infiltrate the pyramid cells 
Imbibe pyrates and bandits in the illusion of impregnability 
(Little Maximus this begun from a golden boy bardesquely penhopping treachery took the spirit of aristobroth to exhume storied and defend Justice)
Come to me and swear to defend it so

Little Maximus 

I swear to defend it so
Plead that your spirit may follow me!

Old grey beard 

I swear to do so but not jealous of fellow patriots who might be king's before you
As long as you keep your fight on thou 
Shall surely be king and make forays in your new nation as hereditary monarchy.

Little Maximus 

How shall I know who wince as auxiliaries?

Old grey beard 

Feast with liegemen and vassalage to know thy plight.
Hinder them those who hinder this objective muse
Men delights in vanity delight in vain and those vains consume them.
This cradled pain from vain vicissitudes 
Bestow them they on the metropolis 
pulses and tremors that become pains of a nation
They write the pain book to publish vanities of falsehood 
All generation after them seek the darkness of falsehood 
And beseech them earnestly as holy grail
Their vain grows dark from the darkness of falsehood into unquenchable pain of successive generation 
Whose bemoan and exit demise plainly chiseled 
By fixing burnish upon unfairest plows 
Clinging to distant gales and heinous palms
Neglected heaven's glorious sun that detest saucy looks of insolent eyes
To give dim light for cluelessness for those who walk with ambiguous steps.

(Aristobroth Oladele returns but with good tidings this time)

Aristobroth:My Lord I bring you good tidings this time around.
Old grey beard:I know what is it this time around 
Aristobroth Oladele:The grocers jubilant in the market squares 
They caroled the novel boom and splashes tithed bounties on sacerdotals and fellow peasants 

(At vanishing point of hazy smokes vamoosed again.)

Little maximus 

My Lord's he brought bad and good news 
I marvel at his unyielding composure.

Old grey beard 

The stale news not brokered alone without bad news and rumors of good news 
Give thee little bad and good news
Not once a dint of good news without prior bad newest
Someday stales turn to good news and to those whose guard are down 
Good news could indeed truly turn stale news 
Barely false the eyesight and eyebrows that seek bad news 
To those fatalists that seek the coupon bad news 
Freaking theft of visionary epilepsis eclipsed by staunch little forays 
Shining lights in continuos plodders with 
sunk belows 
As good and bad news from north country 
surcharged with no multiplier effects 
turns stale news in your navel
And those who walk the lonely walk of freedom
walk in vain where vanity brokers the darkness of falsehood 
Does it not seem a treason to treason the treachery and perfidy of dreams?
Then good arts might be forced to avert all good proceedings and intensive breedings
Aristobroth the messenger weeds the corn threshes the wheat and still this asymmetry of stale news
For there's nothing in bad news and good news 
than the assymetrical treachery of stale news
To pother the beautiful dreams of golden hills 
Regardless of the stales in the stalemate,the springs spring the spring tides at his summer house 
There is nothing like stale news behind good news and above bad news
Does it bring you good tidings?Oh you celebrate good news 
But in real terms the infants at home barely calf nor roost
Thy home shalt be far away from good news turn stale news
than for bad news turn stale news

Proudest summer fanfaronades that burst
beneath singing birds
That rebuked their singing summer to sing 
 Why should they not joy in a productive stale news
Nor the abortive births of good news heave any sigh of relief?
May your benefices grow like each substance in season grows?
So not to guile let not my good news turn stale news.

Little Maximus 

So my Lord not only do I swear to abide by your wishes 
But stay forever in your court of justice and equity
The mission alarm altar boy of no means.

Old grey beard 

Worry not when anxieties barely worry itself 
But worry to the pleadings that no renegade of homosapiens shalt come betwixt you and the vision 
Your grievous penalty to pay and indeed sworn to repay
Who devised this blight of penalty to fright the pleadings of golden hills?
Necessity will make us glamorous foresakes
As a thousand times roses beneath a million times roses

Little Maximus 

Did you not mention my rival patriots in the battle?

Old greybeard 

Here comes Tumulus your close ally and both endeared with golden destiny of royalty
Never grow jealousy with unbridled rivalry with Sullivan's travels 
In the grand fights of bees and wasps
To frighten pyrates away from the embankments 
At your service they belabour for general good.
 Then thou shalt capture alien's lands in grand style 
Not  encroached with the golden ovation of sweet victories of Sullivan's travels 
A lustre of battlefield's brilliance spurred 
By its sweet crimson jubilation emboldened alien conquest in the north countries.
Shortly thereafter abesi a sovereign grace 
From alupluto's in rattle headed embrace 
enthrones thee.

Enter again Aristobroth Oladele with bad news 

Aristobroth: the forest of alupluto fell again to the pyrates in aftermath of prior dislodge.
Old grey beard: Alupluto besieged?
Aristobroth:No my Lord

Gallantly bouncing on the horse back vanished into the embattled forest

Old grey beard 

Alupluto's would soon be besieged 
And someday thy oddysey would soon begins 

  They exit riverbank into the country house.


         Scene 2

He returns to the monastery pitched against his mother's bickering antecedence and plotted to escape and die to mother's frustration.


Aristobroth:Go to into the market squares and inquire the plight of grocers and big grocers to unleash thy golden rewards and tackle the resilient plight.
Little maximus: They're held on rampage in the city and overthrew all old order in the village square . How shall I be accorded the  swashbucklers of yore to venge them karma.And stings in theirs apparent and 





























Long haikus

Take patience to grow what you know 
And reach your promise land in record time
If you fail to do so the patient dogs around 



You,might seize the golden opportunities 
For better standard of living and erase the likely drawback 
Drawback maybe a blessing but it is one too many displease them.

Long haikus

The rest of our dreams is often fulfilled in the ministry of action 
The second salvo after the mental capture 
Is followed by perspiration simply sweating with action 


We do not lie to say action without faithful action
Is long dead in the weightlessness of this axiom 
Speak the word and stake the action as the true meaning of fulfilment 

Long haikus

It is better to be covered with temporary shame
Than for an everlasting spree of wasting shame 
The poor remedy of shame is faith unless the rewards is remarkable 



But for every good deed that hardly returns the favor 
without this mastery of the arts of ridiculing shame
The journey into Jerusalem maybe a journey that could last much longer 

Long Haikus

I wish I could see ahead of time and not just dream about it .
I wish to know the deep indeed and be God

I wish I wish that my wishes were horses so that I could ride
Charities more than horses both at home and foreign soils and keep abidance of the faith.


To command ovation from the most imponderable scenario 
That legion of hope cannot be used to trigger 
The beautiful tricks for the beautiful dreams 

Long haikus

The root of the human challenges is the inexplicable meaning of the human person 
Not to put barrier on the vestige of alien culprit 


If we could explain the true meaning of our life
I will be bold to say it again that 'am a blackamoor'
with authenticated impunity and without fear or foe

Golden Roses.part two

Purple colored sun takes precedence upon his weeping woods 
Sweating chides graze upon broken libs
where broken limbs had taken the sour drape and vinegary taste of manicheanism
dreary wings in dreary times pantomime in unsullied furs
What follows that immodest chin and wangateur
she murders with a kiss and spotlights unhewn with hazy mists 
Bleak beasts upon weary weathers 
Feedeth steams call forth downpour 
Of heavenly dew where the eagles flight
In broken shadows was cut short in frangible flight
How does a tangled flight cut short in distilling showers
ever broker the heavenly moisture and cast triumph over resonant grand canyon?
Perforce gallantry at the riverbank narcissus overflows its primrose bank 
Thawed resistance pour him fret more
In dingy clouds of feverish steep and 
Now her lips peering through a broken rave
Gallimaufry gallivanting from the green fields 
Burning gales burning fire in cringy drool immersive fireplaces solaced by bathing waters
Entreaties entreaties gallore woo him from the gallows of the receptacle into direful gods of war
Trenchwarfare unquenched grimaced in Grimes of broken troths
Churlish primes and cavaliers enticed him reddish colours of rainbow 
And the days may wink for night not too far away
A hazel of rowdy mists freezing at hazy clouds 
As rots consume rots in grey eyes where victory stamped his girdle grazed him with triumphant steps in the procession from golden valley 
Where preparedness not cremated whisk machismo into golden hills 
O how golden roses on golden hills rise into the Mt everest 
With artless ease and sometimes branded as if with sinecure 
Not the chartaceous facetious pristine lilts to make his swoon
That in the freakiest loom and deadwood ravings
In crescentiform,concave,convex,bowshaped semi circular ramrod 
rise to falcate the falconers in the shallow drift
Oafishness of oddest balls in obdurate obis, pertinacious cummerbund,rugged cincture, immaculate waistband ,alabastered ribbon and illustrious luminescence 
where intergrity casement and frame breaking stalemates in spaghettified humours of belted girdles
Unseats the soots and tapestry of dreary times 
Not his rizzs and odyls in oddylic force
magnetizes his colours of pizzaz beyond the chiaroscuro of his evolution
To make her blink and wink above his raptured winces
That obtuses to obstruent me salmagundis of chicanery.
Do they exist not to submit propensity to unvarnished truth,home truth universal truth,appriori intrinsic unapologetic axioms to make them quip?
Now gore she wins as it pleases him love he wins
Not the occluders in obeah doctor to make sultry advances 
At shameful lours of gingered crimson forsooth the grimace yell him naught in adispose perch
That octagon of grace from the vicinages,avuncunlar , patriarchal,matriarchal, acquaintances, tribune,avocational and objectified crevasses creased him illustrious pulses
robust palms crouched with untarnished ovation stood the klieglight in stomping lush by the riverbed agape roses 
Rosy coloured golden boy embraced in lustred mien cruxed her sun with purple patches of romantic embroidery splurged in homophonic lifestyle adorned in homographical taints yet his sullen miens
Not bade him old heave ho, give him bum's rush,conge,pink slip,ox ,bark in homonyms of luminescent homily 
Not a dull ass,old fart,muddy stick, amidst plethora of faggots, fussbudgets,old doggies,old geezers, cringing dotards,fuspots,granny squares and old poops
To quell him manic depression bleeding in the vicinage.
Perhaps blush him with the impasses, bummer of old one two.
Not this decrepit he quizzes but the golden hills more than a transition to make him itch for the sunny times.
Seizured pith of sweating palms invertebrate livelihood hangs like a pawn of parrot cry and horror visages in owlish sentry
Sent down the spines of varnished spineless twists
windy sighs blame her murdered kiss
ricocheted with bland wings of empty eagles 
Predated as stuffed shirts that bred more desperation in her owlish eyes .
Frenetic lours swings into frets and swings into sweltering lash 
Dainty modes to outwit the godforsaken dawn's
Hath he not learned in bathing waters how to sport and dance with cloudy medula and confused immersion?
"mine roses be not faint fair as they grand roses are 
But then saith thee roses are red violets and roses
Thumping the sesame street in the crimson tide of holistic homily
Barren drills doth yearly grows where there but barren tills 
Backwards maiden outgunned burning cheeks
Dusky steps in nocturnal occult betray fallen grimdeath
Opaline lustre crusts of opalescent gesture adored in rainbow like,nacreous, iridescent ,pearly, shimmering,polychromatic mensrea
evidenced by rising cincture of golden hills 
Not on treadmill, haystack needles in vicious cycle,did they gallivant breastplates of gesture that millennials defy
To opprobriate the more this bunch of lacuna in the oppugnant,
Contentious,unpropitious, viperous, rancorous,catty, bellicose, pugnacious animalmundi
Heroes,club sandwiches, submarine sandwiches, dagwoods,open faced sandwiches 
Unrequited and unappreciated vamoosed in dingiest tirades of shylock clouds
Opera glasses, lorgnettes ,prism binoculars,pince nezes soiled with hazy clouds 
Couldn't spot the lacuna in the dented coil of lacuna 
Apt to see by he his racemose of indignant self esteem 
At shuddering distance lachrymose belchs his belly laughing navel
Not that his grandiose writ the open sesame,paternoster,abracadabra and abraxas of golden hills 
But he carved his nuggets o prism of preparedness at the golden valleys
Stared blank at her at the opera comics
And not the quivering thighs to make him go insane
But hurlyburly 's rowdy ruffian mists,ingurgitate and spongy osmosed and potbellied his wobbly stands.
The golden roses had found them in the weeping woods and the singing woods
The wrens,pipits, serins,canaries,larks, oscine,vireo of these songbird species
emasculate the wobbling feets immersed in clemency to beseech oracles for the yonder nirvana 
Now the ornery of his orotund orison ballistic missiles of the impatient tongue
Humbled him dope to scoop the dungs,faeces,poops,guano,cowplops, meadow muffins,night soil,cowpies,ordures,egesta,poo,ejecta, feculence, ejectamenta and craps of this opprobrious lacuna 
He ploughs this hazy mist of native metals,at cloudy metalliferous earth, diggings beneath unrefined earth, native minerals and parental rock for folks excavation of insanity insulators,the milk of majestic earth
Barely ordinary joe and Jane doe could see the stinky ferment 
Oh no no street men beneath the rocky soil of the metalliferous ores
Amplified with aura to quell this rot of rottened pall
To tame his mellifluous organum of metalliferous earth diggings and clumps and clumsies
Arraigns melodies,diapasons,consonances,polyphonies, symphonies,euphonies,unisons and triads of this endearment 
Mother nature 's palms unwavering apologies wax his auxiliary 
where old greybeard's concentus,concinity and attunement slots him ovation 
Poised not leave the lacuna with orts,dregs,dross,scraps,odds and ends,bits and pieces,
Not a dint of oddments, smithereens,glob,gob,butt,chip, Had he not bickered himself that snippet,speck,hunk,shred, bottom of the barrel,residuum,superfluity must begone
Out in a thump at other times,umbraged by market square rampage and bickering theft of marauder 
A little lad displeased saith his ire"those garbages and heels might be dusted in my sweet little sixteen"
"Sweet little sixteen what an infant do to terrible bandits except to let evils run its course.Maybe a saviour someday."
Retorted "say ye to me that saviour"
"Belched he" you sweet little sixteen?"she belly laughed.
"what behemoth insanity and slag,silts, scourings,parings,end pieces,lees, vestiges ,odds and scraps still persist till date."alarmed seared his tendon.
The orzos,shells of geologic radiance, o the oracles of old greybeard's breathed him gallantry for ory,golden ,silvery return to the glorious sun.
Never did a lacuna in the summer 's heat and spring 's blossoming green field 
Exude more alacrity at alupluto's sears at sallowed sea shells ,demised at the river bank
Still he entreats himself to pestle the lacuna yarn in the mortar of grinding wrath 
got him berserk in moping hours
Servile disdain where advantages barely slip
For meritocracy to swipe the swindles of the broken swindlers at sea.
Not a slothful oanshagh sloshed with prudish o.n.o to fritter away his obbligato of ambivalent arts.
What obclavate doth she offers his clavated and claviformed humor in drapery seeths?
Like obcuneate oakmoss with downpour of resins to glum a substance aside the obdt of beautiful bride or even a nebulous paramour,
warrant he insulation of radiant prospects 
What obductions and coatings of vainglory climaxed this unfairest plows?
Even as the sun in thrice fairer benign unfairest plows,golden roses neighs sweet beneath compare
Backward he flips forwards she drifts in agape roses 
Saith he mothernature hath predestined his gallows humor 
A gainly dross will seem an eternity but gloss
Spendthrifts as wastrels haunted in that time wasting beguiling sport.
Each leaning clasping with rich elbows not rift apart with tremendous clench
A foretaste of the golden roses on golden hills 
Shed not maiden yells with bashful shame 
In tawdry nights 
And palls of cheeky brow doth end,broken Chins like eggshell Chinese doth began anew
Contending tears like contending joy overwhelmed broken tongues
Seared arms cannot sustain broken filled where broken troths with mangled limbs thus refresh to meander and meander in vain
Unfairest roses in thick barren shores lactating the horrendous scale upon the bereavement of glamour.
Not dross to soar narcissus embellish himself in labourious exertion of vainglory 
Upright leaps and bounds dispenses his force majeure 
Scornful favours in beleaguered furnace
Flattering shadowy and illusory minnows correlation,hardly exit the melange of blues.
What heart wrenching duress of infallible arts 
O that discombobulate the plain disdainful 
willful combats by ill omened combatants in alabaster drifts
That drills upon drill of his consummate arts into reckless battlefield 
One sweet revenge looks alien to her nascent truffle
Plead sate fault outspread in roasted slush
Throwing the bade jade from the bending jade
Disenfranchised from the hazy muffs of teething moulds
Waxing pride to lustre him translucent lurks
Bootless tears on the battlefield in feigned grim to adorn flattered heels
Circumspection in satiety drawls the Tempest bettokened ruby coloured crystals
Cluster of pale cheeks that reddish crimson vales
What cunning fade over cunning bays 
Fallen rifts wringing the strike cheeks
His gavels are many and he seeks a thousand wavelength to lush them
Not the fair sun that illumined his viscous feet
Shrewd tacts cunning hearts to convince 
Belies upon belowe awaiting the fair rises of the golden hills.
That scornful antics barely fructiferous for the hoipoloi 
where pores of piteous rasps linger yet to cure the moist slush of alabaster hand
Who hast banish the famished roses of waxy red lurk
That being pluck warm might sour to taste?
Nebula coating nebulous grills that blindeth heaven's translucent gaze
And for the honey of sunny times base him cheerio of golden hills 's hoots of the raspberry 
Faint lips glued to glinting falsehood 
And cowardices hissed in the pantoffle of sullen earth
Vultures and ransom,foxes and ransom doth not pitch them exorbitance at loured hours
He now waxes beyond frozen resolve of golden ransom
Where white elephant luxury in the elephantinous crux 
Obviate the rampage of the floating inferno 
what wax unleashed from frozen inclines,old greybeard's oracle had resolved 
The poor fools hardly plead for salvation beyond the golden muse of the golden boy 
And the golden trump gliding towards alupluto's golden harvest.
Sick thoughted mammoths frequent lascivious pales
resolved the golden roses of the blushing cheeks that tremble at his sordid sate.
Does imaginary surmounts ever senile the bum rush of the benign leaps?
Satiety in his ploughs moved sepulchres into sepulchres 
which ever ways he goes in the usurped rendition of the pale tenderfoot.
Thorny brambles beyond summon of false mutiny.
His imagination trembles at the guileful 
Waft of belligerent souls haermohage at alupluto's punditry
Chicanery in flight but not in sebaceous drift
Hail the golden boy in sanctimonious frill regardless of frozen mists




































July 2, 2025

Long Haikus

The sacrifice of freedom unveils the spirit of freedom 
The power of freedom is unctioned by the power of perception 
Yet freedom not true seeds of perception 



where justice bask in the euphoria of esteem
Freedom beats the game to strive for justice
Once it attains the position of an harbinger 

Long haikus

Concerted approach makes the association prevails
United front a nemesis of human discord 
Opens the floodgate of wonderful brotherhood 



Build around me trusted men and no bloody foxes
And I will mow down the gate of brass
And triumph beyond the evolution of my history 

Long haikus

It is embarrassingly obvious where knowledge fails
Indeed it fails woefully without the application of confidence 
Therefore knowledge without confidence 
hardly succeeds.


The power of perception cannot be undermined by anything 
Unless it truly tingles with prejudice 
it's an absolute power with absolute advantage 



Long haikus

Character shows the evidence of knowledge 
As knowledge a proven passport to wisdom 
Unleashes a proven identity of the accomplished life


Success is incremental evidence of knowledge 
Knowledge opens the door to possibilities 
Where wisdom as true application of knowledge hardly fails 

Long haikus

The mirage of verity and absolute probity
Defies every ambience of spoken and written words.
Unless we refer ultimately to history truth maybe hidden forever 


We sample truth by the evidence of history 
We unfold this truth when history is laid bare
And axioms interred in our truths often open up metres of history 

Writer's Passion.part 3

There are so many things to be documented and so many stories in the metropolis that requires extensive coverage beyond average and they're not enough writers to attain this height.Writing is a routine known only to writers and the lifestyle of writers varies markedly across the board depending on the niche they cover.For instance in journalism alone journalists are bombarded by the relentless melange of indefinite stories that defy amplified coverage .With the growth of internet bridging the massive gap citizen journalism and the like still persistently under covered . Unless satellites and cameras in every community worldwide can do that world of getting the snapshots for a spiral of successive analysis.
The critical matters around information management requires professional intelligence to handle due diligence and absolute diligence in every sphere of endeavours where the operating gap is seemingly unquenchable.Massive gap embodies industry and sphere of endeavours such as art and culture, metropolitan news, business, tourism, economy, agriculture,solid minerals,oil and gas, midstream,sports,media and mass media, entertainment sector and the allied activities etc.As population grows and industry grows the gap keep increasing.

Long haikus

Educate yourself for the purpose of intelligence 
If you don't know education begets intelligence 
If you don't grow the education no intelligence is possible 


Intelligence is possible where education is granted 
Knowledge brings education and education breeds intelligence
Intelligence is the keystone and milestone 
for a successful actor.

Writer's Passion.Part two

Like in every empirical routine or every endeavours,the path of passionate lifestyle is colourful to say the least in every sphere of life .We must identify the use of this passion and the nature of art it should consume in the mechanisation of human goals and objectives.
Strategically the nature of human interest determines the direction every use of passion can take.When we find the human interest unveiled by ambition and desire the most powerful force is the concept of human interest directly working with the passion to make the dream a reality.
However the goal of human interest is to write and the passion to write that must be worn like a cloth so to say the behaviour of that interest is clearly indefinite in the productive use of arts.To assume this use is to equip the artist with the characters to write accelerated by passionate use.Passion embody the use and the consistency and construction of this consistency leads or generate what we call capacity or character.
We identify those who write like any professional with this character.

Writer's Passion.part 1

The blogger Ibikunle Abraham Laniyan analysises the animal spirit of a writer and it does to the writer and the society they leave and how effective it can be to form civilisation of that society and the state.Enjoy the reading.


I have written many works of literature and I do not hesitate to write even when its quite inconvenient to do so.Sometimes I do it when I feel not like pushing my pen.Although writers complain of the so called writer's block which I do not find suitable or applicable to my condition.Rarely or never happen to me and as long as I crave the prejudice to write I barely hesitate to do so.The wonderful spirit of pen pushing by pen pushers regardless of their circumstances tends to muster compelling gesture no matter what.I do believe the fundamental goal of penpushers like in other professions must be apprehended by those who pen push to survive.They obtain relief every time they write and no pleasant muse they experience beyond the crave to fulfill their dreams.The sacrifice of pen pushing and the vestige of being historically archived for all times overrides every other experience they might have in the strategic course of the accomplishment of this golden ambition.The lucid use of arts however nevertheless propel artists in every sphere of endeavours to struggle to attain their goals.
Knowledge is spirit and then the animal spirit of mankind is stronger than the passing mensrea of lifetime passion.Sifting through the nightmare of managing passion the strategic interest of manageming your passion and determining the direction that this passion can go seemingly changes everything a writer decided to achieve in the management of such passion.Passionate writers so to say make it happen and no matter what you do it oozes first and influence the path of artistic development.

Long haikus

The beautiful days are not over 
When the beautiful dreams are not over yet
The beautiful dreams are not over


When the beautiful pleas are not over
And the beautiful missions are not over when the beautiful pleas are not over yet.

July 1, 2025

Long Haikus

If beat many obstacles on your way up
You re actually a man and not select your battles
Yet we shirk this responsibilities on our way to the top


Sometimes the evil of the past and swears to an oath 
Maybe a great stumbling block and not the quivering nightmare of the hesitating hearts.

Long haikus

The power of treasure the environment of treasure 
The strongholds of that treasure is the home of treasure holder and nothing is absurd 


In life than to loose a lifelong treasure the epitome of lifetime integrity and dignity 
A proper warranty to the grand dignity of man


We re known by history when we bequeathe this legacy to unborn generation.
The path of integrity and dignity of mankind 


Overflows from mental and material aspect of a lifetime 
Nothing comes close when their gravitational relics
Is preserved beyond the gallows of history 

Long haikus

Tell the story and you may open the eyes of the blinds 
Share the information and you might save a dying souls
But if it dear to your heart the ultimate life secret to wealth


And wealthy life do not share it and not disobey your nature 
Otherwise to share them the entire secrets of your wealth 
Might be lost in the obscurity of the living 

Long haikus

Does beautiful summer makes beautiful spring?
Does beautiful spring makes beautiful autumn?
Does beautiful autumn makes beautiful winter?


Do they guestimate to follow themselves in this fashion to over turn nature?
Do seasons influence their gravitational forces to reason at esprit de corps?
Do they graze with same lips and alter nature at the same momentum?

The Possibility of Dreams.part 260

I wrote a lot about faith both in poetry and prose and there can be no doubt the use of arts is delimited by the quality of this immersion in the tense scenario of the habitual jungles we found ourselves as earthlings on planet earth.I think for the majority it can be arduous shell to crack subject to whims and caprices of the path we follow that requires this irreplaceable leverage to outpace and excel the competition.The power of attainment schedules and their gravitational force rely heavily on the nature of impulse their faith could muster.The point of corrections often should be in the changing of human perspective into the office of politics of perception and not politics of prejudice all the way.The company of thoughts often in derailment of the fact that it is the overriding impetus for ultimate accomplishment.Those meaningful struggles often acknowledge the quality of these thoughts that could a greater distinction between those who fail and those make it.

Long haikus

The beautiful days are not over 
When the beautiful dreams are not over yet
The beautiful dreams are not over


When the beautiful pleas are not over
And the beautiful missions are not over when the beautiful pleas are not over yet.

Long Haikus

Tell me your dreams and I will tell you who you really are
Tell me your dreams and I will tell you the worth of your person 
Tell me your vision and I will know your true identity

The Commonwealth lies in your wealth 
And it is so easy to know the richest man in the world 
By the worth and sizes of your dreams and visions 

Long Haikus

We offer help those who need it
There's limitation in what you can do
And to those who value this help more what they receive.

More offerings and luck in the holy grail appeal to such persons
When the sum total is added by gusto of later years
Evanesce guileful indifferences pine away at such glacier of hallowed realm.

Long haikus

We re  mazed on golden hills 
and gobsmacked with the beauty of golden valley to whisk us this far


Bombarded by the ovation of opulence 
I beg not to disagree that 
Let me tell you when you pocket accomplishment the emotion therein 



absolutely distinct from peasant vicinage
Nothing is more valuable than to realize this fact
Until you reach the golden hills and promise lands


You cannot handle the amazing feelings 
And the joy of being fulfilled is enough staples 
To raise new lifestyle and embrace modern clothing.

June 30, 2025

Long haikus

The truth of our lives is known in the environment
From the environment of thoughts into the environment of our communities and society 



The empirical evidence of the human persons goes beyond shallow oblige
Many acquaintances bringeth goodluck at hackneyed period.

Long haikus

Today is gone can never be regained
Just like yesterday where history travels ambiguously into the land of no return 


O history fails to return from the fringes of yesterday and today 
It buries the present in its ruins like yesterday 
Infact tomorrow also awaits its burial 


But we in the city of no return we shall return
In the most intricate clasp of golden valley 
We fought gallantly boons over the golden hills 

Long Haikus

Build your home on rocky ground 
No one could curtail your growth 
Cease from the gangrene of the thoughtless 

Sooner or later you might be forced 
And enticed to follow the lead and loose relevance 
We destroy dreams without knowing when this probity is in default 

Long Haikus

I am the hope of my generation 
The dream of many thoughts
The dream of many folks


The messenger of peace and justice 
The sanctimonious servant of equity 
and fairness
Hence we live in a humane and just society 

Long Haikus

Associate yourself with the wise
Wash yourself in their dirty robes
You shall be saved someday and wears the clothes of the sage


The ignorance of the ignorant folks dissipate 
In the assembly of the thoughtful
It cannot fly to give him the boot

Long Haikus

Those days are gone and you must only look forward for better days and glory
The old glory is gone and many have achieve the same

Change your style and create new things and go on wonderful trips with no doubt whatsoever 
Come to think of that destination and nothing else counts 

Long Haikus

Remind yourself of your prime destination
And gather energy and preserve your energy to get there even when odds stare against you


Make yourself comfortable with the adventure of your beautiful dreams
Slavish yourself for the sacrifice of accomplishment 

Long haikus

Truth is bitter to the abhorrent 
Knowledge is holistic libation 
Of the conscious subconscious and unconscious 


Moment of sacrifice bringeth moment of truth
Care not a hoot nor a fig  for the impossible 
Remind yourself always the inevitable prices of freedom 

Long haikus

Great dreamers outlive the beauty of their time 
Great dreamers care beyond the evolution of unborn generation and hazy clouds beneath mortal necrosis 


He who dreams greatly appreciate with time
Sanctity of gallantry exhaust imperial times
Broken bones prodigiously arise from broken dusk

Long Haikus

Brightest days never cease for the golden speakers
They speak with authority when their winces believe 
Across the muds and foxes in dice, triumph barely departs



The humbling abode is a promise land
Neither in hell nor above heaven about the glorious knights 
The reckless barely get there in record time 

Golden Roses.part one

Golden roses upon the golden hills 
Had quenched the vicissitudes of weeping morn
Hunting for golden roses from the benignity of golden valleys
Proud saddle bow that steeds will from me this querulous sifts
Alarm not for the cloyed lips that agonised against fallen earth
Had not seared his golden stars from  the serpent hisses
with mirage of unrepentant luring kisses
Reddish pale brown seizeth his sweating palms
To steed the hung elbows over agonizing hips
Trembling feet calls it meeds to lend the lutarious course repugnant 
Frosty shameful desire reddish cloyed coals 
Pouted full disdain for the leadened sprite
whose sunken horizon at the quitter's Pall
Blushed for the stuffed syringe of studded bridle 
Backward nimbles for forward nibbles and gallivant with carols forfeited the golden valleys for the golden hills 
maiden tears draining tremulous earth over windy sighs and burning cheeks 
Bashful shame blows his greenfield dry
Repugnant eagles with broken feathers and broken limbs endentulate and edgeless toothless dragon ball gazers and Ill omened the most bestial landscape 
Heavenly moisture barely deny in renegade steam
Dancing over fermented louses and fallen dews of distilling showers
Immortal moist hands of these broken tears 
In contending palm pulverizes soft blossom.
Shuddering lance frigid over unshackled wanton
To jest and tease the immaculate expedition from its unfairest plows 
Servile coy disdain thrust the cannonballs from sordid eyebrows 
winky love keep his revels overboard 
where seductive lips tamed the tender spring 
 Now she blab to fester him dreary mean
Rheumatic fair flowers for thick sited barren trees 
Wrinkled eyes though grey and brash still twinkles over wrinkled feet 
Drudgery footing seen but not with fancy dancing sands
Sinking fire pitted for wholesome relief 
Force less powers exhumed over primrose bank 
Thou shouldest woo thyself with heavy metals and 
Narcissus dainties like herbs to taste the Earth's genetic increase.
Insolent  sprights indolent palms cast aspersion over unfair sight.
A crescent shadow of the descending sun
Shall we quarantine the immortal earthly and heavenly sun so that good go come?
Sallowed seashells too feedeth on the heavenly moisture 
Red cheeks had choked the pleading tongue 
To provoke a menial pause of the swelling passion 
Internment break will not break down the golden cheeks of the pleading tongues
Fountains of grazen lips with rising hillocks 
Demystified with the golden raspberry bound for golden hills 
Do not open your eyes and north country.
Twinning arms doth earlier rebuke the sanctity of the fallen earth.
Impetuous child of the rising sun 
Oh impetuous child extinct the ash heaps
Over the dudgeon of a cumudgeon 
Prettily she mazes as handsomely he teases 
Still they dreary out of drudgeries fathom ass in twinkling melange of golden stars
Daunted to fret the earth's increase over 
glorious sun eclipsed by heaven's dew
And we're they immaculate in the critical matters of the heart what persuades over grand canyon do they have to drown their immodest lust
O had the lucre not borne by immature lust
As frenetic pawn of unfair roses taken from muds
Fiery eyes set ablaze rosy cheeks to grimace fastidious feet of pleading tongue
If graze those lips right ascend over golden hills not far away
Where pleasant fountains doth lie and conspicuous stars alight from the archipelago of hazy storms.
Not the enchantment of these enchanting pits over sundry aspersion cast of lovely caves
Bade Cheerio beyond the byzantine of smoky clouds 
Hollow paths across boisterous creases 
revel broken navels beyond despair of enveloped miasma
To sewer hurlyburly ere being dust and those leaps are not neighs but boundless 
Mollycoddles smothered beneath mugwump where maids in namby-pamby, tenderfoots enshrouded at dizzying heights
Rubes,hayseeds,colts,tyros,ingenues and virgins
Across the rocky cliffs not the crevices of crevasses but crevasses beyond crevices conspicuously stamped on irresistible glacier 
As if irresistible, oleaginous stapples of affable apparels plunged twain at love pother into full blown deranged distraction.
Not with boondoggle to lollygagging the tempest storm of the guileful 
Not the play of fancy ,mind's eyes, flight of fancy,fumes of fancy,falcon de parler 
Huntsmen not bilking on horseback 
Beyond merely being venatorial falcon de parler.
Then she fell prostrate to his humble hood
fallen adrift between cracks hook line and sinker 

















 

June 29, 2025

Long haikus

You can not predict the future with clarity
But you can take control of future time with clarity 
Let your projection do the unthinkable 


The bowels of the earth are filled with goodies
The goldmines of the earth are likewise inexhaustible 
The fortune therein goes to the fortunate and wiser arts 

Long haikus

The virtue of prime destination overrides all priorities
Wishes may not explain the promise land 
Until the entry is pronounced with loud ovation 


All ways can lead to a city of dreams
Unless you have all that glitters maybe gold 
But which way is economical and which gold is durable and enduring?

Long haikus

If you re well prepared you don't wait for luck
And it will bring you favor not luck a bliss in a lifetime 
But to wait for luck maybe the biggest embarrassment of a lifetime 


Patience give everything at the appointed times 
Your abundance excels beyond your peers 
But if you have rich vision it can be extremely extraordinary 

Long haikus

Stake your vision for the unknown 
Your ambition for the known
And prepare for the two outcomes 


Muster enough courage for the unknown 
If you are steadfast you will know the terrain
Staying with the terrain before it abhor you

Long haikus

Let the world know what you think
And they call it vision 
Tell no world what you think and they call it ambition 
Two faces of a single coun that behave differently.


If the world is your oyster what is your home?
If the world is your oyster what is yourself?
If the world is your oyster what is your calling?

Long Haiku

Pour waters on dry ground and never expect a favor 
Pour waters on dry ground and eagerly expect a favor 
As long as they re triggered in the most ideal direction 

Long haikus

We cannot walk the walk of destiny alone 
We need auxiliaries and we need like minds
Otherwise it may take an eternity to attain even the simple dreams


Count your eggs before they re hatched 
I repeat count your eggs before they re hatched 
I beg run from those"who tell you not to count your eggs?"

Long haikus

Victory is my recompense,your wonderful testimony to the world of your jealousy 
He has no life who haven't such blissful experience 


Wonderful history could remake the men who make them
The rebound of positive images could reclaim this magic
That many sloths a lifetime chase in vain.



Long haikus

Beautiful promises beautiful pledges not the beautiful mission
Beautiful mission in amplified adọ a launching pad 
Not the grand finale of beautiful accomplishment.




Behold life is in stages an incontrovertible fact
Oh life is in stages an indispensable fact indeed indubitable that it must run its full course.

Long haikus

Obey your instincts and you shall have plenty of satisfaction 
Obey your instincts and you shall be astonished 
Like never before with plenty of riches 


If you add mentorship of alien hands stardom home and abroad is your own
If you add the most ideal direction to it
you get a distinction.

Long haikus

A lonely walk of destiny is a repertoire of bobby traps 
He who walks alone in these trenches and landmines 
Get to prime destination faster in record times 


Indeed he gets there in record time than those who follow the crowd in the most distant obscurity 
He eats their excreta and adhere to the imprecation of public ethics 

Long haikus

Those who know you don't deserve you for they hardly value you until you gain stardom afar to make them scream and 



they call it a gamble beyond your mastery of tapestry 
Which they have earlier mocked and pour calumny 
I think accomplishment is the key and seen is believing 

Long haikus

Yesterday cannot return but today can stay
And tomorrow can come so that it will soon be yesterday 
But now remains forever undiluted and eternal 


The prime intention of today is to stay and likewise the prime intention of yesterday is to remain in distant past and obscurity of forgotteness




Now is the intention of eternity and its prime intention is to live forever beyond 
decay and rot to glide living memory beyond obscurity 

Long haikus

What you have others don't have and what they have you don't have
Does it make sense to bury it that you might be nobody else in the community?



Behold in no distance future you shall be slave to your neighbor.
Refine it let it join the race and multiply
Refine them and let them join the race and keep the growth 

Long haikus

Bring good tidings with your golden words 
Surest routes to golden hills the destiny of Commonwealth 
Will you bring good tidings when you speak golden words?



Examine yourself if your preparedness is assured 
Let me know if it insulated from counterfeit 
For out of this echinated facts are the issues of life.

Long haikus

Learn a story a day read and re read your poetry 
Learn and relearn your poetry to know vicissitudes 
For poetry being the soul literature is the secret of becoming 


'Know yourself 'and that words opens up the real networth of the human persons.
Without this mastery we are worth next to nothing 
Who is worthless if not those who calumniate this fact?

Long haikus

Start preparing your lessons recall them from your yesterday 
Not from the present let alone the future for you need them the mountaintop and reach your destination 



Leave me no asset and I LL be blessed o my father.
Leave me no wealth o my mother and I LL blessed 
Grant me only vision and I LL be blessed as the richest man of my generation.

Long haikus

The foot of the hills they call it valley
Is blessed with preparedness best angel of fortune and they those whose desiderata 





Is to climb the golden hills implore at her shrine
Their perspiration firing the salvo correctly
Exhume the glory above the hills at their feet.

Long Haikus

Knowledge without courage
, knowledge without confidence
Is like a watery sperm accursed spermatozoa that cannot impregnate a woman 



My best Medicine is sedate walk of destiny 
That long walk of destiny that long journey in a lonely road you must take even when all the odds are stacked against you.

Long haikus

Fortunate hearts ambrace all favors 
Without stress and no palaverous cloaks
Whatsoever beyond being the recipient of GoodLuck



I am the tower of my glory the beautiful bride of my destiny and the beautiful groom of that glory that trickles down my navel with ease

June 27, 2025

Haikus

Childhood plays smartly when the writs and wits downgraded 
the very consciousness of our spiritual being 
Shallow with the golden transition until he lives alone

Haikus

Let me know what you think away from your gory situation 
We re safe when we first met and to be closer to reality 
Is to regain lost sanity of the golden year 

Long haikus

Fortunate souls with successful hunting 
Is the harvest of wondrous deeds and dignified pearls.
He takes the victory often times in the grand finale.

Long haikus

Belong to yourself and no one should exploit you 
without melodies of you gaining more in the exploitation 
Explore the unknown to be somebody in the known.



Beautiful dreams brings home good tidings 
Good tidings never depart the home soil of those grows happiness like sands as the seashore 

Long haikus

Beautiful memories triumph with beautiful dreams 
Long after every trauma and drama comes the bliss of a lifetime 
And the rewards of a good heart belong to many generations 


Not many accolades do they receive who work secretly 
To churn out great tribunes nor any one ready to associate with their grief where 



only few recall their golden deeds for generation yet unborn 
We are destiny helpers and the goodwill of our people 
remains the checkered antecedence unrivalled for generations.

Long haikus

Stop playing games with your destiny and the destination 
what you set out to do take action immediately 
The rewards of golden dreams is the blessed outcome of wonderful actions .


Know what you desire and want out of life and barely waste your time on menial isdues
Your time is short as your life is short and before you know it time is gone.

Long Haikus

Sparking ire brings you moral discomfort 
Does discord ever retreats from her footsteps?
of course nope but messenger of good tidings often save a nation



Wild jubilation before victory will eventually brings that good tidings
It is never possible to expect victory and you receive failure



To demand more victory with a desperate spirit 
Certainly brings good tidings and not for once does it fail?
What you think you would get and what you think you shall not get.




Long Haikus

Beautiful mornings spring from bitter nights
The memories of bitter nights never heals
Until the wonderful days of bright morning arise.


Good folktales bring civilization and gossipers ooze strange odours 
Bitter tales brings down the nation 
where wonderful tales brings good tidings 

Haikus

The path of optimism starts from within
The pattern of opportunity treads softly or wildly
On this path of optimism where the most elaborate active measures bring you fortune 

He who is hopeful receives opportunity 
He who receives opportunity delivers 
apparently accomplishment in record times .



See yourself as enclave of opportunity 
hope of the world savior of the world 
Bright shining light barely fade in darkness 

Haiku

The love of your vision 
and the steps of your action
Are the reason why you re freed

Truth Never retreats

From the homepage of lies
A truth after many years 
May be born

Does it mean 
that lies are oddly
Not good?

Of course if we lie
On purpose and constructively
Is no longer a lie

But half truth
The middle sibling 
Betwixt lie and truth


It may tarry 
And may not
But someday 


May give birth 
to nothing 
But truth


Who says
Both are not brothers 
Or cousins?


Or who says 
Like 
Knowledge and ignorance too


Are not brothers 
Or cousins 
To disown them? 


I do not advise liar 
Should start 
At lies and lying.


But someday 
It is better 
To start with half truth 
Mother, 


close relation
Distant cousin
And brother of truth.


Who says 
We cannot dream
With lies?

With lies and half truth 
Never absolutely 
Far away from siblings


They re never
On retreat
Their Transition



The Possibility of Dreams.part 259

Hence I think what combines these attainment schedules together is faith .And faith is the evidence of the unseen and  the prospect of yet to be seen accelerated by the farce of the possibility in the possibility of the impossibility.We create a trend in the consumated consumption of arts to twerk fortune from misfortune when we follow this line of thoughts that only few thousands dare to tread.The magic wand is often times the support structure that enables such a child or individual takes the bull by the horn to spill such an act and achieve unpredictable success out of life.We always know better but to get our priority right is often times a very serious matter for the majority and they find it hard to get clarity into their thoughts early in life .Folks who follow this lead may end up wasting life and I quite agreed with the reason behind the failure of most potential talents in our vicinages yielding precious talents to the wasted or saturated opportunity that could not bring out the best out of their talent.They pay too much taxes to survive let alone make it.These are two different things.I think without supportive structure it might be impossible to make distinction on life and we believe the attainability measures using the right format of attainment schedules ought to understand this clinical formation of achievement map to make life easier for themselves and livable.

June 26, 2025

Mother's Memoirs.(Skeltonic verse with quotation)

remember you sweet mom
 I always do like a lucre
Your golden words stir us 
in the grand fighting lane
Brother ajibade use to recall 
your muse in golden words 
"we shall not go
 home in shame"as the
parable later proved 
to be really true undeniably 
wary of defying
our odds for our dreams 
we move clingy to the
 grand fighting lane to secure better 
life beyond the raving ass of 
past regrets scars and stigma 
with our elegant style
from the beautiful dreams 
revelled unforgettably from our distant past in visionary comfort 


They seem never to go away
tis we summon our courage 
nothing is a friend beyond mission 
 and visionary prowls
for where failed ones rage
there vision often triumphs
and alter the status quo 
for the actualisation and fulfilment 
with their swift blades
as they open the sword plays
and fight alongside the beautiful dreamers 
against both odds and turns
for the cities of golden hills 










Alarm?(anam suad).

We should not 
try to alarm 
with our situation 
Simple 
Hear your sound
 of faith repeatedly 
In your wild
 action.


Don't mess up
your chance
when you pass 
 verdict
Your expectations 
will not be 
found wanton
Period.

Mansions.(Soledad).

when Midland was formed I dreamed big again with beautiful promises to build mansions in richest places and all dawn on me

Dreams like honey.(Somonka).

I m licking honey 
I think will sweeten my day
this sweetness I m sure
 gladdens my dream like 
battling hummingbirds in flight



I search ; I had dreams
tasted like the honey comb
until it sweetened my posterity
give honey to dreams.I have so
much honey in my dreams.

June 25, 2025

Restless fauxpas.(Stornello)

ages elevate the aged with their memories
and the young may shines even brighter but cannot get old clothes like the aged
who stumble


Into mornings in ḿost cases without any plan whatsoever 
repeatedly making the same fauxpas where the vicious cycle persist like never before 


Declaration.(Rhupont poem)

He declared triumph 
In burning gales
above the burn
In shackles 


and then declared 
and shouted eureka 
and so beguiled
with triumph



He was victorious everywhere 
With unending glory
to last beyond his time 
Like an eternity 



They slow died 
in their great lot
Without history 
As glory adorn us










Long haikus

Start reading loud your dreams 
confess loud brought you to closer
To lifelong dreams and ambition 



We re closer to our dreams when we first believe 
The moment we do we move closer than ever
To pull into our backyard all the colours of rainbow 

My father's consignment.(A Tripadi)

I have a consignment at sea 
my father once said
And once it landed the great factory begun


So that we never lack a thing tis its demise a decade after
Although the momentary riches could have lasted much longer 
For folks hardly get the luck to twice bless themselves in a lifetime 



Which feel so real until it happens 
And lo we rejoice as the journey to Lagos
Brought us a greater consignment at sea

O jubilant.(trian Rannaigechta moir).

O jubilant 
We all jubilate 
for the triumphant days
Or days in glory 



Let gyrate your joyance
Jubilation 
Of glorious 
Excelsis 


O jubilant 
Victory is our birthright 
Or we celebrate our birthdays 
the song of freedom 


As new glory 
burns greedily through us
For reproductive sunny times 
That often last



Accolades.(tricube).

 I pour
Accolades with end
Like a dementia 

Because I do 
know really well
productivity 


But such confession 
Is the highway 
To insurmountable greatness 

Tell wisdom.(treochair)

Tell wisdom 
To teach you in the first place 
with the purposeful mission 


Mission is
To get positives right
And break boundaries 


For ovation
Therein interferes with
 other ovations to rein supreme 

Haikus

The beauty of changing times 
Is the characters that are behind 
The fountain of positive forays.



Let me not depart the sunny times 
Not to untimely demise me nor dismissed 
From the bottom to the zenith 

Haiku

The battles are dressed in the winds
It is fought in the land 
and accompaniment of failure was ditched into trenches.
The battle field keep changing so do the arts and artillery of wars

June 24, 2025

My father's consignment.(A Tripadi)

I have a consignment at sea 
my father once said
And once it landed the great factory begun


So that we never lack a thing tis its demise a decade after
Although the momentary riches could have lasted much longer 
For folks hardly get the luck to twice bless themselves in a lifetime 



Which feel so real until it happens 
And lo we rejoice as the journey to Lagos
Brought us a greater consignment at sea

Rumbles In the jungles.(Tarzanelle poem)

The most difficult things in life is to believe 
What you cannot do simply you didn't believe it
Many loose their full capacity due to this misty indolence


When challenges and circumstances stir us in the face
Like a rash.Are we loosing our mind ?
What we fail to do and what we desire to do


Evanesce like a dream in smoke before us
in shock.The interrogation is a big interrogation 
like a big bang,'Are we truly loosing our mind?

 

Nothing fails like failure I say often times
And nothing often succeed like success 
Yet we fail often times to apply this logic 


in the quest to dreamland archipelago 
we should live as if nothing else counts
And indeed nothing else counts beyond lifetime dream 


In the course of stars we re destined for this archipelago 
Rumbles and jumbles in the jungles verily speaking 
offers potential gold mines to our much cherished golden hills.




Unrepentant Rain.(Gwawdodyn Byr poem)

Imagine rainfall everywhere flooded and we seem unable
 to our surprise able to control the fog
which we speculate in the meantime might not end too soon 

The Poor.(A Roundelay)

Indeed the world is mean to the poor
No one shares passion to lift them 
and pranking them with greater misery
Over this basis they weaken them;
When politicians siphoned public funds
The poor eats the poor to stay alive 



and still eating themselves to stay alive
so it has become a standard norm
to stay alive at the risk of greater threat to lives
since the poor inherit mass poverty 
when politicians siphoned public funds  
the poor eats the poor to stay alive.


when there is poverty there can be no peace 
Possibly getting worse as they grow older
what will the poor pass to his yonder generation?
If not mass poverty aggravating the clime
when politicians siphoned public funds 
the poor eats the poor to stay alive.




Now that I have reached my golden hills or ne plus ulstra 
and rejoice as sunset and sunrise turns to gold
and with truly corresponding greater triumphant heights 
Beyond my cumulative golden dreams
when politicians siphoned public funds 
the poor eats the poor to stay alive.












Every body.(Than-bauk)

Who can be nobody 
 someday become somebody 
Or still nobody?Nobody.


Who buys wisdom 
in action to unveil 
 golden stars? Somebody.


Who struggled to reap
Where he did not 
sow bountifully?Nobody.


To fail to achieve 
Is it that their best may
 be insufficient?Correct.


Mom.(Elongated Triversen)

Tomorrow finally arrived 
and a million golden roses
belowed with triumph of golden 
 hills 


when my great mother died
My eldest brother complained
Since he was a lifelong bachelor 


lamented life was tough on him
and had to pray heavily again 
Since no one often pray for him


Everybody knows death as
the final rites but mosaic family 
was blessed with magic wand of
 eternity.


A former landlord had counseled
Us to use her clothes for fetish push
To go from broke to riches 


I declined and the ridicules
Was too much and dreary days closed 
Not until the trauma closed with golden morn.

Past is past.(A Strambotto poem).

When you wake up in n the morning to breathe or hail,
Recall the hope of beautiful future,
and the beautiful dreams of that great hope
 in your hands to indicate that nature loves you
To learn from the past and to move on confidently 
Into distant posterity with alarming degree of great confidence 
not to be comfortable with the past a forgone conclusion 
and all of your triumphant bliss would continue to pour in.



Haikus

Beautiful dreams come 
Once in a golden lifetime 
Only to evanesce like a bird


Not only that bold men 
Captures beautiful women 
But also captures the city of gold 

Boast.(A viator)

When ungrateful folks
 boast of their achievement 
saying that they re special 
When indeed they re not 


I use to mock them
when they boast
 that they re nothing 
but complex fools


A local man free reader
at the news stand
 severally mocked me
over his millionaire status



and children's educated status
Saying mockingly and condescendingly
  I amount to nothingness 
To the traduce of my person







June 23, 2025

My 200books of poetry

I set my face like a flint 
To release my 200books of poetry 
In which I did a sample of all the forms of poetry existing worldwide.The smallest is 100pages and about the rest almost completed.

Bagatteles

The bagatteles in my shadows
Has averted the spoonfed 
Of golden strays to make lilt
Tis much spangle by the foxes!
Tactics are not repugnant 
But sullen smears would be thawed
That resentful ire cast over coagulated spasm
Any cringes that I never cringe
A pigeonhole that button holes 
They detest what he adore
That mishmash in reticent deny
Emotes upon emotes to strip him dire
Trifles haven't heard of the trigger 
Irony is my war slogan 
Golden stars assured of the wanton craps 
Stardom will not forget him who hardly crave it
Spewing gibberish from the beneath 'libertas!libertas!!Libertas!!!
Has the stolid coy being forfeited before 
without melodies from yonder climes?




My Golden Stars.(Paradelle).

Meet me in the darkest hours of my cringing stars
Let the darkest times awake the brittle of my dead stars
When the ferocious storms burn my aggressive competitors dead than I could remember 
When the hazy clouds hit them hard than I could recall 
Childhood memoirs bring my dead stars really back to life.That I am the rising stars above my peers.

They fall woefully and much ruin escorted 
They fail woefully and much ruin escorted O much ruin escorted them into obscurity.why
O much ruin escorted them into obscurity.why?
Who can explain the sad story of the untold ruin?Dearth of knowledge wails beneath.


My golden star rises from the obscurity of my history.
My golden star rises from the obscurity of my history.
As time repays me rewards
As time repays me rewards 
Perpetually in my extraction my rising stars reward me as time fretfuly flies.



Nature repays me my golden star rises,
O out of the ash heaps.Beyond compare 
as the raging monsoons fell beneath my feet 
my rising stars in dingy clouds outshine my achiles heels .Not by kismet did it happen. Preparedness fell great oaks than by luck.





Burning Bliss.(Triolet).

"The burning bliss is about to grow "
and not very sure where it will end
but I shall enter into my archipelago of dreams 
"The burning bliss is about to grow"
and convincingly true we shall enter into our promise land.
"The burning bliss is about to grow"
and not very sure where it will end

Escapades.(Nasher poem)

Lonely and intentionally I gripe in solitary confinement.
as if no panache panacea a route to my lifelong dreams 


But then in the civility of the night crossed my path of reflection 
Wondrous deeds to my heavenward bliss
escalated beyond my known escapades.

Irony.(Mondo/Question and answer poem)

Why do some boozers live much longer?
Why do the wicked lived much longer too?
Isn't an irony or satire to my bone?


I can't but treat myself to the laughing stock 
Should I agree to the burning gales,o what burning gales?
The irony of my admission.

Resilience.(An Italian Octave).

The dew hit hard on the
broken surface
though we found it later flooded which seemed not to wink
After the flood had been so dense
dissipating the momentum to low ebbs
and evanescing flooded basins from the scattered kerbstones and porous streets erosion 
So soon in tempest storm, there was fog as soon as it returns with resilient ferocity of the winds.